Beezie Da Don - G.O.Y.F. Lyrics

You know I'm a dog
Why is you trippin
Smashed all your friends
Now you all in your feelings

Not true to these hoes
Only true to my Crippin
Call me Scottie
When it come to the pimpin

Dirty Drank
Crack the Sill
And remix it

Trap house
Full of nun
But bitches

Egg beater
Wrist game
When they whip it

Needa Check Up
Hoe I swear I'm the Sickest

Bonnie Clyde
Robbin Shit wit
My bitches

Off the molly
Swear these bitches
Be trippin

Pipe her down with this dick
Some vicious
She deepthroat cause she say it's delicious

Get out your feelings
Bitch get the F*ck
Out your feelings

Get out your feelings
Bitch get the F*ck
Out your feelings

Bitch get the
F*ck out yo feelings
My mind on the millions
I Gotta get the Check up

They know that
I'm next
Up

Don't want nun
But the neck
Up

Your man getting trippin
On my set he getting wet up

Ain't got no time
For a nigga with a problem
AR-15 ,Glock 40s
Gone solve em

Say you go hard
Guarantee
I go harder

I know that she feel it
Everytime that I hit it
I kill it

When I hit it
Bitch get it
Bitch get it

When I hit it
Bitch get it
Bitch get it

I'm Hard on a bitch
Forever

M-O-B
Till the day I Go

I'm all about the money
F*ck a hoe

Got your bitch
Locked like a figure four

Any many
Minnie
Moe

Don't know which
One ima choose

Catch the rhythm
F*ck your bitch to the blues

Got her home girl
Buying me shoes

This just how I'm living
Get out your feelings
Whole nother level
My game so relentless

F*ck a hoe
And her friend
With the quickness

Ain't gotta prove it cause
They know that I did it

They know
Beezie
Ain't gone show em no pity

Osama
Taliban of the City
Hussein Bolt
How I run through these bitches
Ima playa
Bitch get the
Out your feelings

Get out your feelings
Bitch get the F*ck
Out your feelings

Get out your feelings
Bitch get the F*ck
Out your feelings