Younggoatbo - Foolish Af Lyrics

All my Niggas f*cked up
Turnt up don't get burned up
Put it straight in ya head
Get you permed up ugh
Gas on deck
Like a arab ah
All my niggas big stunt big f*ck
We roll big blunts
Try to play for me for hoe
Then you press luck uh
The life that I'm living
Is foolish
Catch us a opp
It don't matter to me
He going catch him a hook
That put fishes to sleep
Run up on me
Where I stand
Where you sleep
Why they leave you there cold
Why
We stay wit the heat
If you out your fam
Bitch you still getting beat
Been on my shit
I ain't gotta compete
Steady standing my ground
Got me stomping in cleats
I can't wife you lil baby
The type that's going cheat
A Mc with hammers
Like Thor's they can't touch us
Niggas turn ghost
When they find out they busters
Told them ketchup
Cause I'm dripping in mustard
Know We the shit
And they still wanna suck us
The niggas we beefing with
Mothers wanna f*ck us
I Suck on that pussy
Get right back to thugging
Stand in one spot
Smoke a whole blunt in public
I say SkeedieYee
Because all the hoes love it
Big dawgs
Knew you was a bitch
Since a puppy
You ask where the bitches
I'll point to the dummies
The type that's a boss
I'm not too fond of puppets
Whats better than pussy
Well me getting money
Y'all supposed to be G
Only keep it a hunnid
Y'all making it rain
We make shit avalanche
Mean we dropping a bag
That send chills up her back
Send my people come blitz
If you ever try snap
Get to clapping on top your chest
Mary Matt
Won't see them coming
They dressed in all black
Not money or f*cking
Then don't hit my jack
Yeah you heard what I said
I don't need the feedback
Pulled up to match
Now she giving me neck
Run away like a turtle
Catch shells in your back
Always let bitches go
But they always come back
I be giving dope dick
So they always relapse
No she not moaning
I had shawty yelling
I'm single as f*ck
I don't care who they telling
Not three grams for twenty
No need for you sell it
How you want drama
Still live with your mama
Head nigga in charge
Something like Obama
Know niggas with llamas
Barack with osama
Pullup in Hondas
Send you to shock trauma
The doctors going cover
Your body in vomit
Put you to sleep
Made you put on pajamas
My old flings still love me
I call em madonna
Your niggas they maybe
My niggas they gonna
Don't hang with no bitches
Disable the service
Drunk us two gallons
And gone off the purple
Don't hang with too many
Barely got a circle
Playing it tuff
Then we jump you like hurdles
We foolishly living
And that is for certain
Woah
All my Niggas f*cked up
Turnt up don't get burned up
Put it straight in your head
Get you permed up ugh
Gas on deck
Like a arab ah
All my niggas big stunt big f*ck
We roll big blunts
Try to play for me for hoe
Then you press luck uh
The life that I'm living
Is foolish as f*ck