Goof - Fish and Texas lyrics

[Verse 1: MC Endo] If you ever heard Goof, you'd probably lose your sanity Catch me straight chilling with the ghosts in Amity b**h, I'm a manatee, cow of the sea f** an albacore. Tuna ain't got sh** on me But that's still my favorite metal genre Step hard on the gas pedal in that Honda Tad think he coy so he swimming in the pond, ugh Take over your house like the j**s in Al-Ramla [Hook: Sung by Goof] This the fishing song that all the fishermen sing When they're on their boats with their nets full of swag And they're probably pirates. Produit Français And they're riding barracudas cause they think they get swag from it [Verse 2: MC Low Income Housing] Lil b**h can't swim cause he white Lil blunt Ichi-coward can't fight Facebook beef, double A please respond I'm a money wizard. Take a ride on my wand Snake bleach, bran muffin looking head a** Weed bike. Meme turtle instagram a** d**h weasel fights the buildup of plaque Ghost looks to my soul. It is black Colorado Spring in my step Ezra looking like skeleton weekend Hot topic necromancer got ginger cancer Can't feel my legs. I'm numb from swag Don't call me f*g Cause I'm easily offended Yung yung yung yung yung yung Yung yung yung yung yung yung [Verse 3: Kaizer Roll$$$] I'm yung like Yung Goof I'm hung like a lynch noose I hate black people f** those obtuse angles Hair tangles. Circles and triangles Geometry. Don't copy me. I'm higher than a poppyseed b**h you are a dummy. Older than the mummy All my n***as yunguns This p**y I'm tonguing Wet like a lake and prickly like a rake I'm shooting like it's Goofmas I want h**n for christmas Methamphetamines aren't that bad for me Say that again and b**h... I will make you bleed Taking what I want. Your begging don't affect me f** Black Santa. I don't want black children to experience happiness! [Hook] [Verse 4: Yung Pao Chicken] If his name is Elliott, you know he won't tell it Debate Club b**hes always trynna f**ing sell it Wrong notes on the keyboard Major chords on Leonard Niemore f**ing Ginger Binger Call me Asian Thug, you little n***a Call me No Name I pull the f**ing trigger Jingerlicious, take a hit it's f**ing Christmas Oh wait. You're fall down the stairs screaming like hair Eat my pubic hair I need Asian care f** Public Health Care MC Endo stole Chris's f**ing Benzo f** I'm near the end-o so you want... dead... me FAAAA [Interlude] [Verse 5: Goof] You know I'm 'bout that cash money rectum Goof Trading Cards Yeah. You know I collect them Go to Swag Store for a shopping session I'm about having notebooks but f** that spiral sh** Stacking up compositions It's a competition Your fault you got metal up your a** stop b**hing n***a I'm in the kitchen Yung Portobellum Call me Kevin Spacey. I gip b**hes like Othello Mothaf**as gonna find me when they find Waldo I'm on the moon like 11: Apollo Anson Ono. Minute Left. Oh no Catch me on the South Side. Whiter than a snow globe And you can bet that I'll definitely spit rhymes Just as certain as I'm bound to sh** dimes Money out the orifice. Just f**ed the fourth b**h in one day Goes to show that I'm not gay [Hook] [Verse 6: Jinjalicious] You think that you a playa but you nothing but a wannabee You think that you a Beatle but you nothing but a honey bee They say you meet your heroes and you're gonna get hurt But I will make you meet your maker and your homeboy Kurt Yeah, Goof? We kick it old school, you motherf**ing Yung Blunt You motherf**ing beat stealing self righteous dumb c*nt Goof herd heard gooks Eat dogs. PETA spooks Sick rhymes. No flooks Broken spines, ancient books Jinjalicious? My rhymes are sicker than Hisao Nakai's busted ticker Yeah flyer than an airplane. Driven like a car Yeah gayer than a bare back. Major like a bear star Ahhhhhhh Ursa Major, b**hes. I pull major b**hes You got major twitches in your eyelids Hi kids. Let's learn about anatomy All About Your Mind, ho Tad. Rap battle me b**hes be rapping bout their rhyming cerebellums But the truths that Goof's selling will throw you off balance And the rhymes y'all spitting, I will spit in your mouth Y'all gayer than the South and the city of Dallas Yeah I'm gay. But I ain't no f*g Yeah when Tad hits the club, he always goes stag Yeah you ain't got no friends You ain't got no friends You ain't got no friends You ain't got no friends Yeah Goof Money [Hook] [Verse 7: Creezisnt] Tell me who the f** is Goof n***as don't know. Ain't got no proof With your mouth, blow through my sploof Never eating out. sh** taste like toothpaste Sauerkraut Goof waste My dick is too chafed Ben Devries and Sasha T should f**ing go bang Banged 3/5ths of 2 Chainz I ain't got no poontang I have nothing left