G.O.A.T.
I feel like the greatest in this shit
I'm the fucking goat man
I'm like Ali in his prime or something
Like Jordan with the Bulls
I aint even gotta say it
They gon tell me I'm the goat Johnny gas pack, smell it when I smoke
Shouting MBK I act a devil for my bros
I aint ducking from no man I'm inhaling all the smoke aye
His numbers down man I think he need a coach aye
Two m's and a g shout out Rosay
This nigga's crazy I don't think he should approach Tr3
She say that she in love, she don't really know Tr3
The plug rocked me, don't ask me how I got it
As a man I can't watch another's pockets
Head game crazy, think she went to college
Petty duff I gotta dip I hear them sirens
All in her vocals, hard for her to speak up
Flagging for us niggas, that's gon get him beat up
I aint tryna die, some niggas tryna die a legend
If my niggas aint here then how the fuck I'm present?
Call my boy No Reason he on you for no reason
Fuck a rookie of the year I ball all season
I think he off the drugs, reason why he tweaking
I just took a perky, Glasses how I'm geeking
My nigga turns I can't lie that hurt my feelings
Couple band cool, better with a million
I hit my flows and that shit they just my children
Fuck wrong with these niggas man?
Of course she gon fuck with me she be gassing me up like I'm the greatest
But a nigga really knowing I'm just the latest
And she gon tell the next nigga with a couple bars that same shit
Or maybe I just told the next nigga that with the last couple bars
Aw fuck it y'all get it
I aint even gotta say it
They gon tell me I'm the goat Johnny gas pack, smell it when I smoke
Shouting MBK I act a devil for my bros
I aint ducking from no man I'm inhaling all the smoke aye
His numbers down man I think he need a coach aye
Two m's and a g shout out Rosay
This nigga's crazy I don't think he should approach Tr3
She say that she in love, she don't really know Tr3
She in love she don't even know the real me
We damn near from the sand, why you wanna kill me?
Doing what I can tryna make these niggas feel me
I cam from nothing, mud baby man I grew up filthy
I aint' bout what, yeah nigga what you mean?
I aint camera shy I aint ducking from the scene
Tell your dog quit the barking I aint tryna hear it
If he bleed how I bleed how I'm posed to hear him?
They knowing I'm the truth from the fucking lyrics
If you aint talking money aint tryna fucking hear it
Hit the dash, hit the pedal like some fucking roses
Had to cut my bitch off she was getting nosy
Midas touch nigga everything I say is gold
Illuminati want a nigga, but I sold my soul
Ima stay a real nigga till I'm fucking old
And all these lies and these rumors getting fucking old
Yo I'm like fucking Mike Tyson in his prime nigga
I'm like Westbrook with the triple double
She gon let me in her throat
Cuz they be knowing I'm the goat and they gon hear that shit in the quotes
I know I do the most
'Shit I should be president, I need some votes
Ah fuck it y'all get the picture
I aint even gotta say it
They gon tell me I'm the goat Johnny gas pack, smell it when I smoke
Shouting MBK I act a devil for my bros
I aint ducking from no man I'm inhaling all the smoke aye
His numbers down man I think he need a coach aye
Two m's and a g shout out Rosay
This nigga's crazy I don't think he should approach Tr3
She say that she in love, she don't really know Tr3
I'm the fucking goat man
I'm like Ali in his prime or something
Like Jordan with the Bulls
I aint even gotta say it
They gon tell me I'm the goat Johnny gas pack, smell it when I smoke
Shouting MBK I act a devil for my bros
I aint ducking from no man I'm inhaling all the smoke aye
His numbers down man I think he need a coach aye
Two m's and a g shout out Rosay
This nigga's crazy I don't think he should approach Tr3
She say that she in love, she don't really know Tr3
The plug rocked me, don't ask me how I got it
As a man I can't watch another's pockets
Head game crazy, think she went to college
Petty duff I gotta dip I hear them sirens
All in her vocals, hard for her to speak up
Flagging for us niggas, that's gon get him beat up
I aint tryna die, some niggas tryna die a legend
If my niggas aint here then how the fuck I'm present?
Call my boy No Reason he on you for no reason
Fuck a rookie of the year I ball all season
I think he off the drugs, reason why he tweaking
I just took a perky, Glasses how I'm geeking
My nigga turns I can't lie that hurt my feelings
Couple band cool, better with a million
I hit my flows and that shit they just my children
Fuck wrong with these niggas man?
Of course she gon fuck with me she be gassing me up like I'm the greatest
But a nigga really knowing I'm just the latest
And she gon tell the next nigga with a couple bars that same shit
Or maybe I just told the next nigga that with the last couple bars
Aw fuck it y'all get it
I aint even gotta say it
They gon tell me I'm the goat Johnny gas pack, smell it when I smoke
Shouting MBK I act a devil for my bros
I aint ducking from no man I'm inhaling all the smoke aye
His numbers down man I think he need a coach aye
Two m's and a g shout out Rosay
This nigga's crazy I don't think he should approach Tr3
She say that she in love, she don't really know Tr3
She in love she don't even know the real me
We damn near from the sand, why you wanna kill me?
Doing what I can tryna make these niggas feel me
I cam from nothing, mud baby man I grew up filthy
I aint' bout what, yeah nigga what you mean?
I aint camera shy I aint ducking from the scene
Tell your dog quit the barking I aint tryna hear it
If he bleed how I bleed how I'm posed to hear him?
They knowing I'm the truth from the fucking lyrics
If you aint talking money aint tryna fucking hear it
Hit the dash, hit the pedal like some fucking roses
Had to cut my bitch off she was getting nosy
Midas touch nigga everything I say is gold
Illuminati want a nigga, but I sold my soul
Ima stay a real nigga till I'm fucking old
And all these lies and these rumors getting fucking old
Yo I'm like fucking Mike Tyson in his prime nigga
I'm like Westbrook with the triple double
She gon let me in her throat
Cuz they be knowing I'm the goat and they gon hear that shit in the quotes
I know I do the most
'Shit I should be president, I need some votes
Ah fuck it y'all get the picture
I aint even gotta say it
They gon tell me I'm the goat Johnny gas pack, smell it when I smoke
Shouting MBK I act a devil for my bros
I aint ducking from no man I'm inhaling all the smoke aye
His numbers down man I think he need a coach aye
Two m's and a g shout out Rosay
This nigga's crazy I don't think he should approach Tr3
She say that she in love, she don't really know Tr3
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Writer(s): Tre Bennett
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