Lil Wayne - Goulish (Pusha T Diss) lyrics

f** Pusha T and anybody that love em His head up his a**, Ima have to headbu*t him Gut em, Lil Tunechi sh**, weak stomach Its me LT like when you heat bu*ter Ol p**y in the pan, red is the flag f** wit me wrong, I put your head in your hands Therell be blood everywhere, I got bloods everywhere Ima alien, I hope you aint the Prince of Bel-air Thats real n***a talk, these n***as speechless Cut off his arm and leg like I charge for my features Hammer on my side like I work in construction Your b**h hit that head so hard we get concussions n***as cant see me, not even a glimpse Too many banana clips, I feel like chimps South Beach b**h and her tan line stupid You can find me on Collins like Bootsy I aint on no f** sh**, I be on that Trukfit Your girl do tongue tricks and you sweeter than 1 6 All I ever see is Ben Franklin face I chase the bank I dont bank with Chase You f**in with some n***as thatll murk yall n***a you softer than a muthaf**in nerf ball Birdcall, brrrr, what happened to that boy? He was talkin sh** and we put a clap into that boy Tunechi!yo kr