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Correct Big Goals Lyrics
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[Chorus] Fake handshakes I don’t need those, I’m in beast mode she in freak mode All them phony nigga’s, I don’t need those I’m in a Jeep nigga, I don’t need doors Forgi’s Offset like the Migos, you’ll never see my car repoed She raining pouring she in freak mode Big loads got big goals Gotta kill em with a killer Keep it real with yourself Keep it real with others Feel like all my niggas blood brothers We go takin' shit there been a change of plans How the fuck a nigga gon' bite your hand Knocked your partner off you better get ya mans I don't talk much cause these niggas Gossipin' like a bunch of hoes They be the real ones with the snotty nose [Verse 1] Got tall money like a nigga standin' on his tippy toes Nigga Macho Man I got elbows Nigga Fendi kicks no shell toes Got chains like i had go escape through the underground fucking railroads The pack ain't make it UPS failed Gotta be smart can't let em jam us Got the hardest taste Got the strongest Gas You fallin' off it ain't build to last You a dirty nigga You need to take a bath with your triflin' ass Niggas hate you when you progress I had a bitch set me up That's a hard [?] Double deckers lit That's a smoke session I split up a check with my brethren This street shit is not in your element Used to wear hand-me-down's Now I wear better shit BC the fellas shit We just be wreckin' shit We just be re'in up We be sellin' shit Fuck it I keep droppin' projects I came from the projects I'm livin' so rich But I can't live so modest She happy to mingle with bosses My girl is a christian I ice out a cross You playin' im poppin it Bodies be droppin' His aunties and uncles is crying cause they nephew dying Yeah If I drop an album that shit will not flop I had to learn how to break down the block We havin' Denny's she feast on my' on cock When we were broke we was sleepin' on cots For real nigga [Chorus] Fake handshakes I don’t need those, I’m in beast mode she in freak mode All them phony nigga’s, I don’t need those I’m in a Jeep nigga, I don’t need those Forgi’s Offset like the Migos, you’ll never see my car repoed She raining pouring she in freak mode Big loads got big goals Gotta kill em with a killer Keep it real with yourself Keep it real with others Feel like all my niggas blood brothers We go takin' shit there been a change of plans How the fuck a nigga gon' bite your hand Knocked your partner off you better get ya mans I don't talk much cause these niggas Gossipin' like a bunch of hoes They be the real ones with the snotty nose
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