LYRICS

Know I’m still the flyest in these beaters
Hit it out the park I feel like Jeter
Walked in made it hot I got my heater
Think this bitch the one I gotta keep her
Think her favorite artist Bieber 
Cause she keep saying baby
Know you fucked with a diva
The best to do it lately
Been blowing racks at Neiman’s
To show up gotta pay me
Just rolled up that new reefer
This 3.5 got me lazy

Can’t stay down on my ass
Worst fear is being last 
And they’ve been biting swag
How could I let it pass
Go cop another mag
Go buy this bitch a button
Gon keep on throwing shots up 
One gon hit something
Let it hit something
(Genesis)
Got this bitch all on my body
Think this bitch Dominican
You know she do Pilates
Allure on head to toe
Yea I got her on my body
Yea I got her on my body
Yea I got her on my body
Like it don’t make sense
Last year niggas broke as fuck
Now watch on Ben 10
Skrt off in that Tahoe
Next I’m gon get tha Benz
Keep 50 on me cause they wishing death on many men
Yah
Tatted up my body
I put diamonds on my face
Wanna knock me off
But don’t know half the shit at stake
$1,000 meals this some waygu on my plate
Mama saw the vision
She said, “boy you gon be great”

Know I’m still the flyest in these beaters
Hit it out the park I feel like Jeter
Walked in made it hot I got my heater
Think this bitch the one I gotta keep her
Think her favorite artist Bieber 
Cause she keep saying baby
Know you fucked with a diva
The best to do it lately
Been blowing racks at Neiman’s
To show up gotta pay me
Just rolled up that new reefer
This 3.5 got me lazy
(This 3.5 got me lazy)

out tha park ! (prod. aotb)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=03XFsJvBMA8

With my twin  , we in the cut
Talk too much, get folded up
Perc - perc' got me stuck, I can’t feel nothin', bruh
cuh talkin crazy his ass sweet asf 
I’m in the trap with a blunt and a scale
I just hit a jug, now I’m up, no bail
Heard he got robbed, oh well, i can’t tell
Still in the field with the pack like Odell
Bitch, I’m geekin’, I might float
Smokin’ pressure, make me choke
Took his bitch, now he broke
I just- i just  walked in, smell like gas
She gave me top, no need to ask
post your stick, you ain’t gon’ blast
I’m with my slimes, yeah, we movin’ low
ion trust hoe, I just pass then go
I was just in the trap, had to sleep by the stove
Now I’m in the whip and it move like boat

so thrown ft. Sebastian Mccloud (prod goatloat n sor.askys)

goatloat