2 Goated
Youngest to do it
They call me goat
Won't even hit
If it don't have a poke
I'm fresh to death
From my head to the toe
Making this bread
Like I'm in the pros
If you want that lamb
Then call Moneybagg Yo
This shit get to easy
I feel like a pro
Chain on her neck
But she like to be choked
Golf ball in the hole
She love how I stroke
You got the money and
Lost it
I got the money and
Flipped it I doubled I tripled
She lick me like a popsicle
I got em sick
Please take him to the hospital
They see that I'm starting to lock in
They turn into fans
But I ain't having no friends
Everybody ran up ten
A month went by
They asking for dubs again
Boss ass nigga
Ion need to recruit
Monkey see monkey do
Like George & Boots
Say cheese like Marlon
Cuz niggas be blew
Ain't pressed bout a bitch
I'm not dude off you
We shot us a movie
Now they want a part two
I'm like drake to the people
They say come thru
They know who I am
Ion need a debut
She say go nut
Tell her ima cashew
OUT
All this drip like a flower
Can't do shit but sprout
Switch up like Weezy
You know that I'm out
Not out of the booth
I just switched up the route
Make you see what you want
But the truth don't come out
Try to do what I do and
Still can't get clout
Up 20 to 0
That's a easy blowout
Go pick up the bag
Like carry takeout
ShaunMoney punch in
TaeMoney punch out
Naw we ain't fucking around
We pissing em off
Got niggas making em frown
You know that
I'm spending that bag
On me and, my bitch
Whenever I'm going downtown
We got a sack ran it up fast
They looking like damn
Can y'all just slow down
Niggas done had they turn
They start fucking up
So I had to take they crown
Straight be the hemi
You know I'm not capping
Straight 7 like rick
A nigga be patching
6 Figure ass nigga
You know I got action
5 Racks in my pocket
My money be wrestling
4 Corners like a square
That hold equal attractions
3 Brick in the room
But no we no Shaq 'n
2 Sticks with blue tips
My bullets be MAC 'n
1 beat with 2 goats
Is a improper fraction
Y'all my sons
Y'all got to do better
She in love
Cuz I'm making her wetter
Riding back to back and,
We changing the weather
She acting bougie
So I won't even sweat her
Off-White
Be my main fucking drip
Black denims
But my pockets be crip
No rentals
Shit really equip
Like T-pain
We snap off the rip
They call me goat
Won't even hit
If it don't have a poke
I'm fresh to death
From my head to the toe
Making this bread
Like I'm in the pros
If you want that lamb
Then call Moneybagg Yo
This shit get to easy
I feel like a pro
Chain on her neck
But she like to be choked
Golf ball in the hole
She love how I stroke
You got the money and
Lost it
I got the money and
Flipped it I doubled I tripled
She lick me like a popsicle
I got em sick
Please take him to the hospital
They see that I'm starting to lock in
They turn into fans
But I ain't having no friends
Everybody ran up ten
A month went by
They asking for dubs again
Boss ass nigga
Ion need to recruit
Monkey see monkey do
Like George & Boots
Say cheese like Marlon
Cuz niggas be blew
Ain't pressed bout a bitch
I'm not dude off you
We shot us a movie
Now they want a part two
I'm like drake to the people
They say come thru
They know who I am
Ion need a debut
She say go nut
Tell her ima cashew
OUT
All this drip like a flower
Can't do shit but sprout
Switch up like Weezy
You know that I'm out
Not out of the booth
I just switched up the route
Make you see what you want
But the truth don't come out
Try to do what I do and
Still can't get clout
Up 20 to 0
That's a easy blowout
Go pick up the bag
Like carry takeout
ShaunMoney punch in
TaeMoney punch out
Naw we ain't fucking around
We pissing em off
Got niggas making em frown
You know that
I'm spending that bag
On me and, my bitch
Whenever I'm going downtown
We got a sack ran it up fast
They looking like damn
Can y'all just slow down
Niggas done had they turn
They start fucking up
So I had to take they crown
Straight be the hemi
You know I'm not capping
Straight 7 like rick
A nigga be patching
6 Figure ass nigga
You know I got action
5 Racks in my pocket
My money be wrestling
4 Corners like a square
That hold equal attractions
3 Brick in the room
But no we no Shaq 'n
2 Sticks with blue tips
My bullets be MAC 'n
1 beat with 2 goats
Is a improper fraction
Y'all my sons
Y'all got to do better
She in love
Cuz I'm making her wetter
Riding back to back and,
We changing the weather
She acting bougie
So I won't even sweat her
Off-White
Be my main fucking drip
Black denims
But my pockets be crip
No rentals
Shit really equip
Like T-pain
We snap off the rip
Credits
Writer(s): Tamonte Lackey
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