Goin Haimov

Lyrics

[Intro] (Oh, 5.StarChrome) (That's risky) I really want a S600, but I'm going to Haimov It's the Dawg I really want a S600, but I'm going to Haimov I'll drop a nickel on bro to make them watch your house Yeah [Verse] I really want a S600, but I'm going to Haimov I'll drop a nickel on bro to make them watch your house Back this rocket out bitch like "Do we got a problem now?" Boy I hopped dead out that car then walk you down Grrah, grrah, fah, fah, fah it was so many sounds Mama screaming at the top of her lungs he got gunned down Fucked around and found out nigga, don't be fuckin round Ball, bail out that car, catch a hat then get the fuck from round Auntie snort girl, I got a sack full of Bobby Brown Project bitch hella thick, she like "Ice me out" The ass on a Cat' hella fast, not a wipe me out Walk in Amiri with that check then wipe it down You don't really live that shit you rap, I found out about you You think you Osama, I'm Obama when them niggas found him Fix your lip, bitch this not a Porsche, this a fucking Tonka Outside Wakanda but the inside Willy Wonka Nigga want to see the shit I do you got to get binoculars Told boy he bet not throw that knocka if they get behind us Bitch got a big turkey on her, be my baby momma Said she wanna have a "Baby girl", name her ass Joana 45 hunnit for a pound of good mar joana Aunty keep beating, keep tweaking, man shut the fuck up Fine shit I call her "Fine shit" cause I just wanna fuck her Know my bitch tired of my shit she like "You dirty fucker" Bitch know damn well I'm lying, she said "I know you fucked her" Baby you got to let that shit burn, I turn a bitch to Usher New Orleans bitch was having baby I just said "Wassup" Haimov didn't cuban my shit bigger than busta busta Bitch you live in the projects, why you acting stuck up? Heard he was the man, he seen a can and got stuck the fuck up Sit your five dollar ass down, nigga shut the fuck up Handheld rocket in my palm, shit can pick a bus up Hear them niggas talking on the net but they know wassup Way before I had a rap check I had a hunnit cluckers [?] pull up in that [?] oh I'm riding [?] Cousin came for a of bag smacks sold rock to your Mother I'll send your BD to the store, hoe, he's a fucking buster Bitch got a fat ass butt, this a dunker-dunker All that nigga jewelry dead fake that's that "Brian Pumper" Seen some fine shit last week, I'm trying to find her number Car crash when I let this AR blast, we get on your bumper One suit wearing ass bitch she said "This a romper" Niggas hating on me for no reason when they watch me come up Ten mill to a nigga face will fuck your whole month up Boy you know your ass dead broke, you ain't go no munun Got enough guns to war with Iran, I'll drop a hunnun *Rrrr* you hear that bitch hummer Wide body Durango In the street, look like a fucking Hummer Gang ain't took a plea but you in the street, you a fuckin' "Gunna" 35 shot like KD, Oklahoma Thunder Balling in this bitch like an athlete but don't got no jumper Everyday a fan ask me "Why you ain't do No Jumper" I don't wan' talk about shit, I want to talk about your bitch and is you gon' let me fuck her? I don't know how the fuck you say you love her if other niggas fuck her Some white people shit I just be sitting back like "You stupid mother-fucker" Let my bitch even think about another dick, I swear I won't never touch her