fam goon you already know who the fuck this is young scooter right now you tuned in to that muhfuckin diary of the streets nigga uh i used to trap for some michael js grabbing that pack out the microwave i get whatever i like today it got me feeling some type of way i put my bitch in a range rover i used to trap in the same clothing niggas be acting like they ain t know me niggas be acting like they ain t owe me mama told me don t ever trust em these niggas be undercover hit the block and i make it double i m the missing piece to the puzzle fell in love with these hoes i cannot fuck em and go this shit is out of control i get that deuce and i m make it a 4 i take them chances i get your bitch and i make her a ho all of these bitches want niggas with more none of this shit is not making me fold all of this shit is not making me bold i get the dope and make it explode go in that bowl and make it some more i put my bitches in some red bottoms fuck whatever they said bout them she did not tell when the feds got him these niggas switched up on everybody i got more money than rappers do i used to trap on the avenue i fell in love with that revenue i got a life with a better view i m at the top now these bitches can t look down on me no more i promise you that fam goon i told my niggas to never switch never go out bad bout a bitch be real fuck being rich niggas with money be counterfeiting all of them bitches that doubted me gonna send me an apology them niggas they wanna follow me now they be sayin shout out to me ridin round in that hellcat remember when we had to sell crack momma got drunk off a 12 pack now i got spots where the 12 at i got that cheese and i fell back tell them rats go tell that they askin where lil terell at that lil nigga don t sell jack that lil nigga don t sell jack ain t gotta sell another muhfuckin brick again in my muhfuckin life you dig what i m sayin ralo fam goon