Goals Songtext
von Spark Dawg

Yeah, Imma (yeah, imma)
I′m wreck aight, goals look huh
I'm in the streets like a thief in the night
How many streets so I sleep with the pipe
If she a freak I might sleep with your wife
If she spend the night then she gets the pipe
I like ′em short but a freak in the skies
Can't keep her hands off of me when she high
Roll off few G's blow some weed in the sky
Then she gon′ ride on this dick like its bike

I′m talking that sexy in the heat of the night
She goin' to bed with her feet in the sky
Big booty cheeks I be squeezing them tight
Turned that ass over and beat it like irk
If we gon′ fuck gotta keep it tight
Shawty got cake imma need it, slice
She say she want me to eat it psych
After we fuck bitch I'm leaving, bye


I hear a beat if they see it imma write
I want it all fuck a piece of the price
Haters can catch a two piece of the eye
Trio niggas ain′t gotta reach for the five
I used to needing no reason to fight
No need to speak if we beef is on sight
Talk what you checking nigga speak in the mic
But talk with respect when you speak in the mic

Goals, goals
Ain't no stopping imma go, go
Me my pockets hold on swole, swole (swole, swole)
And I put that on my soul, soul (on my soul)
Fuck that talking I got goals, goals
Ain′t no stopping imma go, go
Me my pockets hold on swole, swole
And I put that on my soul, soul (on my soul)

Quit the talking I got goals (huh)
Vision (vision)
I got my mind on a mission (mission)
Most niggas blind they won't get it
When they high I'm multiplying these digits, dig it
I came around men they spittin′
Oh I got signed to escort the business
Back in the kay I′m known as the Houdinis
Fresh outta school young nigga was getting it


Into the tricking without flipping chicken
Trapping got greens like I'm selling dope
I know some niggas stuck in the kitchen
Still water whipping but I′m giving them hope
I got bros still out here pimping
Dripping designers calling for hoes
I sold a lil weed but that shit was petty
Now am confetti calling for goals

I got goals, vision (goals, vision)
Mixed with a little ambition
I got hoes and bitches (hoes, bitches)
With booties too big for they (bring it back)
Goals vision (woo)
Mixed wit a little ambition
I got hoes and bitches (woo)
With booties too big for they britches

Goals, goals
Ain't no stopping I′m on go, go
Me my pockets hold on swole, swole
And I put that on my soul, soul
For that talking I got goals, goals
Ain't no stopping I′m on go, go
Me my packets hold on swole, swole
And I put that on my soul, soul
For that talkin I got (I gat)