GOATED.

Legends on three, two, one
Cause I'm GOATED, GOATED, GOATED
GOATED, GOATED, GOATED, please
Please don't go there, go there, go there

Go there, go there with me (go there)
Cause I'm GOATED, GOATED
GOATED, GOATED, GOATED
GOATED, GOATED

GOATED, GOATED, GOATED (ay, ay, ay)
Barely even got enough change in the meter
Double parked, lookin' like Bane in a beater
Her friends keep helpin' detangle the weave

Only jumped in the front seat to play with the speakers
Stuck to my plans, stretchin' my bands
Plus when I stomp in my customized Vans
Plush like, rush life, plus I got 'em all plus size

Panamera trunk, I hop out the roof, yeah
Dime on my left wrist and she got the flu, yeah
Watch look like Chex Mix, it's 'posed to blue, uh
She know it's two seat, so she leave her best friends

Buss down my dad face, your chain is a necklace
Cause I'm GOATED, GOATED, GOATED
GOATED, GOATED, GOATED, please
Please don't go there, go there, go there

Go there, go there, go there with me
Left wrist golden, right wrist golden
Necklace golden, yes, it's golden
Just don't go there, go there, go there

Go there, go there, go there with me (ay)
I had to hit my designer for sneaks
Double dip mine in the bleach
I'm Blanco for sure (I miss my dad)

If I'm poppin' down Miami Beach
Pull up like Lebron with the Heat, huh?
I bought crib in a crib with a office chair
Beach half a mile, but I can't see me walkin' there

I whip a Tesla, but it ain't no charger there
I call up Co and Brianna and park it there
Top heat, box seats, I'm watchin' Archer there
Cop lights, stop right, next where my block at, trust fall

Beat I might drop that
Hips on Thee Stallion and Doja her top half, uh
2300 on the horse and I'm Michael
Switchin' out the character, the strip is like typos

Legends on three, two, one
Oh, you tried it
You say you love me like love him, you lyin'
You know your worth, for what it's worth, I could buy it

Would say it's lonely at the top, but I'm biased
Because I'm only at the top, but you tried it (yeah)
You say you love me like love him, you lyin'
You know your worth, for what it's worth I could buy it

Would say it's lonely at the top, but I'm biased

Cause I'm GOATED, GOATED, GOATED
GOATED, GOATED, GOATED, please
Please don't go there, go there, go there

Go there, go there, go there with me
Left wrist golden, right wrist golden
Necklace golden, yes, it's golden
Just don't go there, go there, go there
Go there with me (yeah)

Don't get the door 'cause the feds on it
Don't get the door 'cause the feds on it
Get down



Credits
Writer(s): Myles William Moraites, Enoch Armani Tolbert, Julio Angel Fernandez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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