Goated Lyrics

I'm the Westside Greatest, West Coast Goated

Got away with my words, I already know she goin'

Baby, see I'm cute than ask, Am I Samoan

No, but I got Creole in my blood

My bloodline mix like Crayola

Mix lean with the Coca-Cola

See 24s on the Nova

I'm your very own, like October, Every bitch wanna cuff and then fuck you over

Should, I bought a Jag, shit, I bought a Rover

She really for the streets, so I told the bitch its over

Cook a nigga quick like my granny want some okra

Baby look like Megan Good and her money on Oprah

Here's the truth, Nigga mad at me

Word Around town, what's up fuckin' me

Word Around town, what's up suckin' me

From what he hears, she can't get enough of me

I don't fuck with niggas, let's be honest, They snitching

Know these niggas faggots like that last name Smithers

Niggas know my side, but connected like the river

I know a few niggas, big red like Clifford

Ay, stop playin', nigga

Yeah, I'm really with it, hit a nigga quick with it

I'm a Westside representer, Westside really in it

Killin' the flesh, better realize, nigga

You don't really want it with me, nigga

Late night, your face on TV, nigga

I'm a real problem, in these streets, my nigga

Hell nah, you can't compete, my nigga

I'm for real, though, really invoice the bill, though

Nah, tell me how you feel, hoe

Ay come tell me what the deal, folks

They know a savage like to kill folks

I'm the Westside Greatest, West Coast Goated

Got A Way with my words, I already know she goin'

Baby, see I'm cute than ask, Am I Samoan

No, but I got Creole in my blood

My bloodline mix like Crayola

Mix lean with the Coca-Cola

See 24s on the Nova

I'm your very own, like October, Every bitch wanna cuff and then fuck you over

2023, I'm goaded, nigga

2024, give me the golden ticket

When it happen, I take off like a rocket, nigga

Don't pay a bitch, I got the game, I'll sock it to ya

Baby girl don't know better, Let me bop it to ya

Take it real soon, they pray for ya

That's how you do it, don't lose sight of God, partner, Or you might lose it

We thuggin' hard today, Pray to God today

Saturday, Sunday, even Monday too

It's time when things get weird, like Deja vu

At The Telly Months ago, Havin' a rendezvous

This the everyday life of Crenshaw Grizz

Pray to God to keep it simple, But I'll pop your lid

Zero to a hundred, Shit can change real damn quick

I'm the Westside Greatest, West Coast Goated

Got A Way with my words, I already know she goin'

Baby, see I'm cute than ask, Am I Samoan

No, but I got Creole in my blood

My bloodline mix like Crayola

Mix lean with the Coca-Cola

See 24s on the Nova

I'm your very own, like October, Every bitch wanna cuff and then fuck you over