Goat Shit

Watch how we finna do numbers, yeah, yeah I'm on my goat shit, I'm on my go shit, yeah, yeah

I'm on my goat shit, I'm on some more shit Watch how we finna do numbers

I had to cut off my old bitch, she was on slow shit Hoes just get dumber and dumber

I'm on the way to the top and I know it lil' nigga I'm tryna get out of that tunnel

I had to stay down, just for these racks Now I'm poppin' my shit all summer

I'm feelin' like Pluto, I fucked up some commas I've been gettin' fly ever since I was younger

I got the ball in my hand, ain't no way I'ma fumble And it's time to go, up nigga, fuck bein' humble

And all I know is go get a check like the thunders hitting that hoe from the back, while I pull out her frontal

We got a za, lean, whatever you need Pull up and come get you a bundle

I ain't workin' no job, but I'm finna get off When I step out, I put that shit on know it cost