Hooligan Nature

Lyrics

[Verse 1: D GooDy] My dad got a Ac, my mom got a Lexus Middle class working fam, they don't get why I rap and shit Supposed to be a college boy, valedictorian But I smoke with cheerleaders and be screwing them Watch a little True Blood when I'm through with them Homework, I don't do that shit Yea I guess my grades okay 2.7 GPA, 69' GTO, 69 she wanna go Double Wides she wanna roll This high life is all I know Tell that girl come over here You can roll while she lick D GooD I'm a problem bitch Rules kinda like Twitter is, I swear I hardly follow shit Pops told me at a early age, being a leader the only way So no matter how far I go I swear my morals here to stay Fuck a woman, love a woman, swear I'll never hurt a woman Jordans come and Jordans go, I keep em lined up in a row Clothes I got a lot of those, everyday a fashion show Give Chanel Iman my number, I think she would like to know D GooDy your girl adore, cool ass kid from Baltimore Rapping, fucking, making noise. I bet your neighbors call the boys Man I'm on that crazy shit, party all day because I'm paid and shit Don't let your girl come to a show, after that it's no stopping it She be literally on my dick, I travel too much for a relationship So when I go to different cities I just borrow nigga's biddies Always dressed so super nifty Sign my name on ladies titties Damn this life is crazy yo, Prom King popular flow That nigga everybody know, I swear I'm just a normal kid Lunchables and airheads, smoking weed and playing Madden Arguments with my parents, say I'm fucking hardheaded Copy the embedded code, show your friends my videos That GooDy kid ya'll need to know, I put that shit on everything GAHTDAMN THAT WAS SOME FIRE!!! [Verse 2: Flash Giordani] I don't need to go hard in the paint Making money, making moves, don't give a fuck but what ya'll think Poser ass lames dap me up calling me their homie Little homie get the fuck out of my face, bitch you don't know me I just can't hang with you, you don't know what I been through I'm fighting life, you would've got knocked out in Round 2 This the way my life goes, treat my homies like my bros And these gold digging bitches ain't getting shit they some chump change hoes Talking that lovey shit it went in and out the other ear Fuck her on December 31st then I forget her by next year I leveled up, cop more kicks than Bruce Lee Nikes, Vans, J's, Chucks. Got so much you think it's free Trendsetter, nah you just a follower, sheep to the slaughter Can't think for yourself so now you don't exist you lost yourself Trying to put a front on like you tough, bitch you don't even fight Beating people? Only thing you beating is your dick at night Same goes for these women they tried to hide from my searching light Want my number? Fuck that don't touch my keyboard you not my type Everyday I go to school and laugh at these lames, they a joke Talking bout they blow, we burning bushes like Moses It's holy smoke motherfucker, example of what change bring Bitches that left me now coming back playing the boomerang Phoney hoes that's not my thing, my dick is her wedding ring Quiet in person but in the bedroom I get her to sing Losers try to fit in to the loop like it's a fitted I snap back to reality no I don't need no fit in I keep it real and retro, Dreamcast Nintendo I'm living with the wind flow so bitch roll down them windows Just like my twitter, Flash is dope Marijuana bro no coke All my homies getting bread, we don't fuck with those who don't Call it how you see it, but I'm humble not conceited It's okay you mad at my sex, you can't stand it just stay seated Word to my dad R.I.P. life is what you make it Time to make all ya'll who doubted me realize I'm underrated motherfucker