Songwriters: Crear, Brandon; Levatte, Ronell; Washington, Algernod;
Aye, bruh
I'm a mother f*ckin' goon
So whatever chick I f*ck with
She got to be a goonette
I'm her goon, yeah
And she's my goonette
I'm her goon, yeah
And she's my goonette
Goon
For her birthday I bought her a pink ski mask
When I piss her off she don't let me eat the p*ssy when she get mad
For real, nigga, I done f*cked her on the rag
It was like she was spottin', she ain't bleed that bad
She don't like to drive the Chevy, drank too much gas
Gave her sixty and told her, \"f*ck it, go buy the Jag\"
She say she know when I'm lyin' to her 'cause I talk fast
Cut her friends and them loose, she said them hoes crowd
She like me, she don't f*ck with rappers, they lie too bad
p*ssy fat, I told her it look like she wearin' a pad
She ain't a ten or a dime, she a ten and a half
A goonette is the baddest bitch you can ever have
She's my baby, yeah
And I love her to death
She's got good loving, yeah
And she keeps it on deck
She holds me down, yeah
While I chase these checks
I'm her goon, yeah
And she's my goonette
Goon
She play tough and she act hard but she cry easy
Say if she catch me with another bitch, she gone leave me
You f*ck em' good and you take care of em'
They don't want you cheatin'
When I first met her she was green, dawg but now she seasoned
She like to drink what I drink, she don't like to drink [incomprehensible]
She don't trust no bitches, she feel like they schemin'
She hood as ever, she can talk just like them white folks
I don't know if she can fight for real but she talk shit though
And every time she get drunk she like to strain her hole
First time I f*cked her, I acted like the rubber broke
She act like she couldn't take it, she make me f*ck her slow
But now she grab my ass and make me f*ck her more
She's my baby, yeah
And I love her to death
She's got good loving, yeah
And she keeps it on deck
She holds me down, yeah
While I chase these checks
I'm her goon, yeah
And she's my goonette
Goon
I don't want no dingy bitch, give me a goonette
Can put her hair up in a pony tail and still be that
Can be the just woke up and p*ssy's still wet
And she can be dead ass broke but she can still dress
And everybody can piss her off but she won't stress
And just to make sure I'm good nigga she gone check
And every two or three months, nigga, she get in check
Her biggest fear when it come to me is another bitch
She had her choice, to be gettin' f*cked and not neck
I If I had my choice, we'd be gettin' f*cked and then neck
And now she listen and observe so she talk less
The next bitch to be my lady is a goonette
She's my baby, yeah
And I love her to death
She's got good loving, yeah
And she keeps it on deck
She holds me down, yeah
While I chase these checks
I'm her goon, yeah
And she's my goonette
Goon