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I'm feelin' like the G.O.A.T, nigga Tom Brady
Bitch niggas hatin' I got a bitch, what you sayin'?
Niggas in the streets, man, they kids, yeah they playin'
They all Mariah Carey's, get in that room, straight sangin'
Got a 100K plan', all I do is hit my mans
I'm on the south side, bringin' the beach with the sand

Whole time Jigg was recordin'
I was Dreamin' bout wockesha
You can't crack, give me them turtle ass phones
I can teach ya
I'm crackin' like the 80s finna go and buy a beeper
I had to stop sippin' drank, cuz off it, I'm a heavy sleeper
My pops was bricklayer
Moms studied to be a doctor
You put my life in the movie, that bitch a win a Oscar
I can get you whatever, but you know, I gotta charge ya
Ghost said if you want the heads, you gotta go farther

I can get you lined up, I am not a barber
Trap phone, goin' dead, bitch, go get the charger
Criss-cross on the work like I am Jamal Crawford
The plug trust me with that bag, cuz I am a scholar
You was up all night, it only took me a couple hours
Do you want this shit brick, or do you want this shit flour
Had to cut cuz off, cuz his shit was a lil sour
Had my line slowed down, had to hit it with the power

All these baby bottles around, but it ain't one toddler
Just cuz I'm whippin' up a baby
That don't mean that I'm a father
The mic cool, but it's special when you pull it out the water
In the stu Me & My drank, I feel like Dwayne Carter
Yeah, yeah
Bitch, how you like me now
Fresh as hell, hope you brought a cloth, jus to wipe me down
Bitch,
I dump the pings like a king, I deserve A crown
I don't worry bout Kill, he stay with a 100rounds

Standing on that Whitney, you can call me Bobby Brown
It's dog in my town, but I roll around with girl scouts
When I don't answer my phone, the head's like to pout
Made 10 in Corona, nigga, I ain't neva seen A drought

Good, yay, get the hypes, geeked, make em scream & shout
We thought the boy was on our tail, we took a different route
Cuz & Bro phones in here fightin' like a title bout
I been bringin' in them loads, nigga, Ghost can vouch
Me and Kill was crackin' back when we was on TT couch
I used to stuff the racks in a Crown Royal pouch