Yb Is the Goat

All them haters tryna play like I ain't raw
We gon' knock em down
We gon' send that boy straight up to God
And I take that girl to Saks
When you took her straight to Ross
I get money up on camera
Bitch, I feel like Adin Ross

Bitch, I'm laughin' to the bank
I tell a opp to walk the plank
We cant hit em with a pole
So I'm gon' chef him with a shank
Yeah, my gang, we all some soldiers
So that's why we ride a tank
Bitch, I'm movin' in slow motion
Cause I can't put down the drank

Windows tinted in my ride
Play with me, that's suicide
I crash the whip cause I can't drive
Tell that boy to say goodbye
We gon' knock him down like dominoes
Choppa kick like Cobra Kai
Tyler creepin' on his tippy-toes
I'm in L.A. gettin' fried

Talkin' shit about me, you get stepped on
Chop a choppa, singing just like Trey Songz
Got some thotties at the crib, but they won't stay long
Beatin' on my chest, bitch, I'm ape like King Kong

In my crib my nuts be hangin', just like Chester, Linkin Park
I got that iron, Tony Stark
You play with me, the pole gon' spark
Cannot cuff like any bitch
Cause they be askin', where's my heart
I ain't savin' any bitches
Do it look like my name Clark

All them haters tryna play like I ain't raw
We gon' knock em down
We gon' send that boy straight up to God
And I take that girl to Saks
When you took her straight to Ross
I get money up on camera
Bitch, I feel like Adin Ross

Bitch, I'm laughin' to the bank
I tell a opp to walk the plank
We cant hit em with a pole
So I'm gon' chef him with a shank
Yeah, my gang, we all some soldiers
So that's why we ride a tank
Bitch, I'm movin' in slow motion
Cause I can't put down the drank

What I say
What I say



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Writer(s): Kay Seb
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