Correction Lyrics Female Goat (Remix) by Quality Control

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(Reuel, stop playin' with these n***as)

Ayy, they're like, "Lakeyah, why they sleeping on you so hard?"
Don't-don't give a f**k, I'm 'bout to jump back in my Goyard
That's that b*t*h that keep pullin' out them foreign cars
Put it in reverse to give your broke ass that jump start
I hit my dance on these b*t*hes like I'm Skuba Sada
Drip on me heavy, got these bum hoes scuba divin'
I know they hate to see I'm really cold, I'm goin' viral
Yeah, I been fly since fifteen without a co-pilot (b*t*h)
I got these hoes real pressed and I ain't doin' sh*t
And n***as lyin' on they d**k, they ain't screwin' sh*t
Who said who the biggеr G.O.A.T.? That's some bullsh*t
Somebody put the hammеr to her head, br-bring that toolkit
I'ma-I'ma keep it real, n***as ain't got no chance
Bring that-bring that cheese, for a feature, I need ten bands
I'm on they ass 'til it ain't one, just all legs
My b*t*h d**k bigger than yours and it's from Tool Shed
These n***as cappin' in they raps, they ain't pop sh*t
He popped a Perc but that n***a still go soft quick
And they ain't never see me fight but I talk sh*t
Put them dogs on you, pull up on you, get ya top ripped (Ayy)
And plus my numbers goin' up, she a fan now
And if it's smoke then it's up, you get fanned down
f**k it, no more pretty sh*t, I ain't playin' 'round
b*t*h, I'm the G.O.A.T., I'm the dog, I'm the man now
I call these broke-ass n***as unstable creatures
And if he eatin' pu**y, he an ass eater
My n***as don't give a f**k who you with neither
Beat yo' b*t*h ass out the joggers and her wife beater
My n***a sent me that beat so I had to do it
And-and I be sh*ttin' on these hoes, I need more Louis
You bum broke-ass hoes still goin' through it
I should give these hoes a one-on-one, I go too stupid, b*t*h

You ain't f**kin' with my clique (At all)
All we gotta do is post a pic, it make him sick (Yeah)
Any n***a I f**k with, he know he gotta spend (Cash)
Any b*t*h I hang 'round, you know that b*t*h a ten (Bad)
Got him off a Perc (Yeah), took him out his shirt (Yeah)
n***as act like b*t*hes so we put 'em all in a skirt (Hm)
n***a think he on that, he gon' end up on a shirt (Bye)
Made him eat my pu**y then I put it in a verse
b*t*hes mad 'cause I'm winnin' (Ha)
If it's new then I'm in it
Hoes stay in my business (Huh?)
I'm on demon time, got you b*t*hes' n***as sinnin'
Time to school these b*t*hes, where they hall pass? (Yeah)
I don't want your n***a, get your dawg back (Bye)
If he don't get this pu**y then that dawg mad (Ayy)
Bad b*t*hes only where my dawgs at (Woo)

If a n***a double-take, then his money, I'ma take
pu**y tight, thighs thick, slurp up on it like a shake
b*t*hes hard on the 'net but in person, they gon' break
Baby Glock in my bag, but my n***a brought the Drac'
I'ma work him for that bag
Got him braggin' that I came when that sh*t was really fake
T-bone that n***a, eat his meat like a steak
Slide on that b*t*h, beat his sister with a rake
Been won the race, tired of b*t*hes 'cause they fake
Sing my songs in the club, sing my songs in my face
I don't move with no mace, tryna put her in a brace
b*t*h, it's Miami, I'ma always make it shake (Ho)
b*t*hes think they slime then we both gon' be snakes
I'ma f**k someone n***a, someone heart that's gon' break
Back that sh*t up with my ass in his face (Back it up)
Stack that sh*t up, need some M's for my safe (Period)

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