guwop - g.o.a.t. lyrics
verse:
big hunnids, wonder how i’m balling, i’m off the court
more pape, than anybody getting in all the sports
full drum at his foreign car, he lost the door
20 bullets f+ck his face up, he voldemort
lames really talking all the sh+t, but be on tour
cap gods, they never in the box, a ps4
i don’t give a f+ck about a shooter, i keep the torch
everybody getting them a tag, i cleaned the store
get it, i’m smoking stank i be gym socking
smoke in the air, its everywhere, like i’m bin laden
on the block like a kid, with some ninjago
curvy bad b+tch, cant stop, she like six commas
curvy bad b+tch, she rip her shirt with them d cups
now she tryna feel up on my tip, like a beach hut
like i’m derrick rose, i made her suck until her knee bust
while you in the crib spending money on some v bucks
how you never have designer but you buy out game stop
corny ass, it’s you and yo fam be some lame opps
“great minds think alike” the way yall share the same thots (thoughts)
different hoes (holes) up on my neck and arms, like a tank top
different hoes on my left and right i’m asymmetrical
reaching for the green that’s in my pocket, you a vegetable
curry, in the finals game 6, get a tech for you
big t (tea), heat his face up, like a kettle do
blocking out the hate, i need some polarized ray bans
stop bugging, prolly could a had a part in sp+ce jam
get the xd, it’s spraying on em, like a mace can
metal to his neck, like he was playing with the state champs
different flavor b+tches on me, f+cking up my taste buds
they with all the work, i call the plays, finna say hut
legendary, ain’t n0body topping, sum like a1
never been under another man, ain’t with the g+y stuff
i be really goated, f+ck what every stan thinking
moving like my tape trash, what the f+ck is man drinking
mr. cap a lot, you look like abraham lincoln
so i’m rolling through yo spot, this maserati skate rinking
pfft, feel me
i’m a drip lord
baby momma, don’t know where to go, she need a mentor (tour)
promise that i’m shaking up her guts, like an ensure
2 athletic b+tches bouncing on me, call it d+ck sports
2 athletic b+tches playing with me, like i’m varsity
jumping on the mof+cking track, a peter parker beat
like a ghostwrite, the way i got bars for cheap
serve the whole place, it’s only i (eye), like it’s to hard to see
get it, smoking louder than a beats pill
laughing all the way out to the bank, like i’m with key / peele
fake logo, how you sipping out a cheap seal
make yo whole day with this drum, like you mike will
broke ass lame, can’t stop, yo b+tch stay hoeing
beating up her p+ssy like i’m chopping it with zaytoven
cornball, he pulling up, while listening to frank ocean
29 bullets in his back, like it say “cohen”
mix a 24 with off spray, swear these hoes nagging
promise by the end of the year, i’m getting goat status
fat asses be the first claiming that they “so active”
like you need to buy a pair a shoes, i be toe tagging
huh, labels calling can’t get time back
f+ck a deal, i can’t hear, less it’s nine racks
always had to cover my own back, like a spine crack
plus i never understood math, so i can’t sign (sine) that
get it?
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