Goodums

Lyrics

[Intro] Mm-hm Merci, Miink, oh Listen [Chorus] Step out, don't pree up 'cause thats my goodums (Uh) I gripped on two, so I cheated I think I shouldn't, but know I should've The C.I.D. can't chat to me, I'm so fluent, I dodged that bullet Shit, this gyal wanted me, I would've I would've put it all in a bruk like "boduff, wouduff" Backshot like "douduff" [Verse 1] Anytime when a paigons ran in Them man back whine, so their gyaldem manage My last bitch weren't bangin', she does bare chattin' Why she always jamming? B, I got my young ting bag from early She was trapped in a jury package Star sign Scorpio, shawty sassy And of course she damaged Bells run shows down in O2 Arena Hop out the car let me send man Arriba, Arriba Ten toes step with the new .22, she my new ballerina Black whip, let's tint out the car Now you can't see me, your times up, John Cena See me in the nina, Mamacita Shawty, she my side chick, Shenseea [Chorus] Step out, don't pree up 'cause thats my goodums (Uh) I gripped on two, so I cheated I think I shouldn't, but know I should've The C.I.D. can't chat to me, I'm so fluent, I dodged that bullet Shit, this gyal wanted me, I would've I would've put it all in a bruk like "boduff, wouduff" Uh, uh Step out, don't pree up 'cause thats my goodums I gripped on two, so I cheated I think I shouldn't, but know I should've The C.I.D. can't chat to me, I'm so fluent, I dodged that bullet Shit, this gyal wanted me, I would've I would've put it all in a bruk like "boduff, wouduff" Backshot like "douduff" (Baow) [Post-Chorus] Uh, uh Backshot like "bouduff" (Baow) Uh, uh Backshot like "bouduff" (Baow) Uh, uh Backshot like I would've put it all in a bruk like "boduff, wouduff" Backshot like [Verse 2] My baby girl knows I'm the preacher Teach her how to boot off like a keeper Pree for opps then pop up with a teaser Visa pass, let's fly off to Ibiza True say, the tug-dem wanna meet her Bought the Glock, then pull up with a Keisha Posted on the mandem with a creature Multiplied the bin bags in a litre She keeps texting from a distance No metre, baby, come smoke my sativa (Uh) Expensive bitch cah she fleek'a Bougie so I still link Adaneka Irish, Swiss and mixed with Dominica Classy but I still grip on my beater He talks about who, Mamacita? Don't be daft cah that yute's a deceiver [Chorus] Step out, don't pree up 'cause thats my goodums (Uh) I gripped on two, so I cheated I think I shouldn't, but know I should've The CID can't chat to me, I'm so fluent, I dodged that bullet Shit, this gyal wanted me, I would've I would've put it all in a bruk like "boduff, wouduff" Uh, uh Step out, don't pree up 'cause thats my goodums I gripped on two, so I cheated I think I shouldn't, but know I should've The C.I.D. can't chat to me, I'm so fluent, I dodged that bullet Shit, this gyal wanted me, I would've I would've put it all in a bruk like "boduff, wouduff" Backshot like "douduff" (Baow) [Post-Chorus] Uh, uh Backshot like "bouduff" (Baow) Uh, uh Backshot like "bouduff" (Baow) Uh, uh Backshot like I would've put it all in a bruk like "boduff, wouduff" Uh, uh, uh