CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Goat
Yo, ain’t this that sh*t that go like
They listen to Reece and they saying I’m thrilling? Ha!
Imma get the bag I ain’t kidding
Tell me where he at imma get him
Steady with the racks boy I’m winning
Better run your racks motherf**ker imma get it, like
Skrt round thru the city
Bad hoes really with me
Ride around with the top down
I’m the top dawg in the city
Youe b*t*h really sinning
Lifestyle really wicked
Pipe down for the night owl and I’m right now, boy I’m with it, like
f**k your money, f**k your power, I’m the goat I came through with the crazy flows
f**ked your honey, f**ked your life up, matter fact, there ain’t really no comparing hoe
I got crazy hoes
Ride With the K made them think I’m dope
Vibe with his bae made him hate I wrote
A lil song about the b*t*h and I made some dough
And he hate it bro
f**k around wit him
Boy I’m really top 1 in the motherf**king city
f**k it, I’m top one in the south side with it
f**k that, imma be the top one ever living no cap
I pull up I’m f**king the b*t*h from the back
I got me these hundreds I’m running em back
Was struggling now I found a way to get to the racks
Wassup with it, imma take ya bae up into the back
Saw me with his b*t*h, I gave him heart attack
I’m going up, had to change the game wit the rap
Im flowing bro, you could not compare to the cat That came out of Brazil where the baddest hoes at
When I make me a mill I could never go back
Wanna try the boy? He gon end up with a toe tag
I ain’t playing boy, tell me where f**king smoke at
Hit his b*t*h on a Thursday, damn she throwback
I got me these b*t*hes I ride and I’m wit it
Ferrari, the mase, the Porsche, im whippin
A body, the beat and the pu**y I’m killing
They listen to reece they sayin I’m thrilling, ha!
Imma get the bag I ain’t kidding
Tell me where he at imma get him
Steady with the racks boy I’m winning
Better run your racks motherf**ker imma get it, like
They listen to Reece and they saying I’m thrilling? Ha!
Imma get the bag I ain’t kidding
Tell me where he at imma get him
Steady with the racks boy I’m winning
Better run your racks motherf**ker imma get it, like
Skrt round thru the city
Bad hoes really with me
Ride around with the top down
I’m the top dawg in the city
Youe b*t*h really sinning
Lifestyle really wicked
Pipe down for the night owl and I’m right now, boy I’m with it, like
f**k your money, f**k your power, I’m the goat I came through with the crazy flows
f**ked your honey, f**ked your life up, matter fact, there ain’t really no comparing hoe
I got crazy hoes
Ride With the K made them think I’m dope
Vibe with his bae made him hate I wrote
A lil song about the b*t*h and I made some dough
And he hate it bro
f**k around wit him
Boy I’m really top 1 in the motherf**king city
f**k it, I’m top one in the south side with it
f**k that, imma be the top one ever living no cap
I pull up I’m f**king the b*t*h from the back
I got me these hundreds I’m running em back
Was struggling now I found a way to get to the racks
Wassup with it, imma take ya bae up into the back
Saw me with his b*t*h, I gave him heart attack
I’m going up, had to change the game wit the rap
Im flowing bro, you could not compare to the cat That came out of Brazil where the baddest hoes at
When I make me a mill I could never go back
Wanna try the boy? He gon end up with a toe tag
I ain’t playing boy, tell me where f**king smoke at
Hit his b*t*h on a Thursday, damn she throwback
I got me these b*t*hes I ride and I’m wit it
Ferrari, the mase, the Porsche, im whippin
A body, the beat and the pu**y I’m killing
They listen to reece they sayin I’m thrilling, ha!
Imma get the bag I ain’t kidding
Tell me where he at imma get him
Steady with the racks boy I’m winning
Better run your racks motherf**ker imma get it, like
