Intro
Intro to the game I want Moore like my last name
I want the money nothing else don't give a fuck about the fame
You say you dropping all fire but I never saw the flames
He acting bad spinning scats until I crop 'em out the frame
You want that script for all the narcs just act retarted then
Too glazed up yo momma fucking on the barber then
I gotta show that niggas ain't really that harder man
You know I gotta talk my shit cause imma target man
That percolator got 'em itching & shit
I don't drink liquor that shit bring out all my feelings & shit
I smoke some strong ass weed for all my dealings & shit
A nigga ask me did I wanna try some different little shit
I almost went in his shit
I almost went in his shit
This vision 20/20 see you through the tint of the whip
Not Stephen Curry but i got 10x3 in this clip
Imma shoot out every basketball until I see yo net swish
My nigga shhhh don't leave the trap until he boom bout 6 zips
Wasn't a rapper last year now I just started this shit
I just kept flowing getting better I'm so hard at this shit
This shit so 2nd nature now I got the heart for this shit
My pockets chunky in the mall like Paul Bart in this bitch
Intro to da game
Kari Da Goat I like to smoke & rap my fucking pain
Glocky I tote & you should know imma let that fucker bang
It's like I'm using a remote to control my fucking brain
Right on the left side of his head he gotta kill button
You push up on it when he heated he go kill something
We lost big bro 5 years later & we still hunting
They caught up with me with that money & I'm still punching
I took a bite right off my stack so thick I'm still munching
My money taste just like some chicken & I'm still crunching
A underdog my shit fire niggas still bump it
Don't try to tell me I can't kick it cause I'm still punting
Just got some weed out in Cali can see the stains in it
Just poured a quad in my faygo got purple rain in it
Rip TA kept a fire he was in the games with it
Hop in a old school chally I'm switching lanes in it
How tf you rolling a wood but ain't put no pain in it
How tf you black but yo cup holder ain't got no change in it
How tf you driving a rover but forgot the range in it
How tf you claim you ain't snitch but got all these names with it
If I turn on my location it's go say I'm in my bag
Seem like I'm always on the run because I stay chasing that cash
Feel like I'm nipsey when I hustle for them Roddy richy racks
I like when I'm playing Tetris in my safe I try to stack up all my stacks
Imma get my brothers out on baby Jay you know that's facts
These niggas lying on they head that's all they wear is caps
& when that glock start get to thumping all you hear is claps
Type of nigga to run with they heats don't even drop em back
I like to murder all my beats before it be a human
Don't hesitate to throw them bullets turn to Cam Newton
Just gotta listen to the pain you feel it in my music
Don't say da goat with out the Kari just don't even use it
Just gotta brainstorm my bars & see that big illusion
Just gotta face the whole wood before it be confusion
Lemme take a Milly out the bank slide on the credit union
Just spent a hunna on a eighty weed i smoke is stupid
Ask who I get it from, these niggas wonder who
They meet my pops & tell em Kari just a younger you
I want the money nothing else don't give a fuck about the fame
You say you dropping all fire but I never saw the flames
He acting bad spinning scats until I crop 'em out the frame
You want that script for all the narcs just act retarted then
Too glazed up yo momma fucking on the barber then
I gotta show that niggas ain't really that harder man
You know I gotta talk my shit cause imma target man
That percolator got 'em itching & shit
I don't drink liquor that shit bring out all my feelings & shit
I smoke some strong ass weed for all my dealings & shit
A nigga ask me did I wanna try some different little shit
I almost went in his shit
I almost went in his shit
This vision 20/20 see you through the tint of the whip
Not Stephen Curry but i got 10x3 in this clip
Imma shoot out every basketball until I see yo net swish
My nigga shhhh don't leave the trap until he boom bout 6 zips
Wasn't a rapper last year now I just started this shit
I just kept flowing getting better I'm so hard at this shit
This shit so 2nd nature now I got the heart for this shit
My pockets chunky in the mall like Paul Bart in this bitch
Intro to da game
Kari Da Goat I like to smoke & rap my fucking pain
Glocky I tote & you should know imma let that fucker bang
It's like I'm using a remote to control my fucking brain
Right on the left side of his head he gotta kill button
You push up on it when he heated he go kill something
We lost big bro 5 years later & we still hunting
They caught up with me with that money & I'm still punching
I took a bite right off my stack so thick I'm still munching
My money taste just like some chicken & I'm still crunching
A underdog my shit fire niggas still bump it
Don't try to tell me I can't kick it cause I'm still punting
Just got some weed out in Cali can see the stains in it
Just poured a quad in my faygo got purple rain in it
Rip TA kept a fire he was in the games with it
Hop in a old school chally I'm switching lanes in it
How tf you rolling a wood but ain't put no pain in it
How tf you black but yo cup holder ain't got no change in it
How tf you driving a rover but forgot the range in it
How tf you claim you ain't snitch but got all these names with it
If I turn on my location it's go say I'm in my bag
Seem like I'm always on the run because I stay chasing that cash
Feel like I'm nipsey when I hustle for them Roddy richy racks
I like when I'm playing Tetris in my safe I try to stack up all my stacks
Imma get my brothers out on baby Jay you know that's facts
These niggas lying on they head that's all they wear is caps
& when that glock start get to thumping all you hear is claps
Type of nigga to run with they heats don't even drop em back
I like to murder all my beats before it be a human
Don't hesitate to throw them bullets turn to Cam Newton
Just gotta listen to the pain you feel it in my music
Don't say da goat with out the Kari just don't even use it
Just gotta brainstorm my bars & see that big illusion
Just gotta face the whole wood before it be confusion
Lemme take a Milly out the bank slide on the credit union
Just spent a hunna on a eighty weed i smoke is stupid
Ask who I get it from, these niggas wonder who
They meet my pops & tell em Kari just a younger you
Credits
Writer(s): J'kari Moore
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