GO.AT ft. Ace $$$ & 3block4 Lyrics

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

(Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah)

I'm not the one you should go at

Five oh nine we in Atlanta you feel me

For real (True shit)

Ay Ay

I'm not the one you should go at (Goat goat)

I put a tag where your toe at (Oh no)

I put my boat where your door at (Oh whoa)

And leave your brains right where you snore at (Whoa oh)

I'm not the one you should go at (Goat goat)

I put a tag where your toe at (Oh no)

I put my boat where your door at (Oh whoa)

And leave your brains right where you snore at (Oh whoa)

I'm too young to feel like a goat

Cant fuck with your bitch but still like her throat

My brother a felon he still like to tote

You tweaking he reaching he feeling his coat

He got the pistol you know

It aint no whistle but he bout to blow

I got a play just hit me for four

He waiting on me like I went to the store

But I can make that shit when I rhyme

Check your mother fucking watch and it's my time

I'm still talking numbers with my slimes

Ay I got them flavors like high times

I won't cut no section out my pie

And I got connection like wifi

Your boyfriend wrote statements on my guy

He hit me for some weed I'm like I'm dry

Told that bitch I am not with the talking

I'm a run down on his ass but I'm walking

Bullets gon follow his ass like they stalking

Outline his body yeah we gone chalk him

Yeah I'm too young to feel like a goat

Cant fuck with your bitch but I still like her throat

Yeah I get her wet that shit feel like a boat

Yeah little bitch all on me shit feel like a coat

Yeah

I'm not the one you should go at (Goat goat)

I put a tag where your toe at (Oh no)

I put my boat where your door at (Oh whoa)

And leave your brains right where you snore at (Whoa oh)

I'm not the one you should go at (Goat goat)

I put a tag where your toe at (Oh no)

I put my boat where your door at (Oh whoa)

And leave your brains right where you snore at (Oh whoa)

Kick in your door I need all Your Jewels

World around town is they saying Kash a fool

But never been stupid I keep a tool

When you see him it's pink panther he food

Got to be transparent like see thru

For my goals I'm aiming like piss do

Shout out my little sister yeah Crystal

In the itchen just watch how my wrist do

Buring hot I think I'm on fire

I know crips thats rolling like tires

Six in the morning I'm tired

Quit my job I aint have to get fired

Yeah bitch

Kick in your door I need all that

Aint no fan of no hating bitch fall back

In my hood we smoke nothing but good gas

What you call that Carlton