snap capone – goat lyrics
[verse 1 + snap capone]
press then eject, left with a sket
audermars roleys, wet the patek
this gun is my trophy, excellent skeng
up close and personal, spray it like it’s dench
n+gga i’m a gang banger, crack slanger, wife banger, bandana
my manor, chrome hammer, .44 oh mazza
skrr in the old banger
no fork, cut the coke with a coat hanger
two tone roley, strap jubilee
snap capone a k!ller, yeah it’s true indeed
n+ggas want me dead, that ain’t new to me
all my n+ggas ready, let the war proceed
i had to hit her twice then i ditched that
this coke whiter than mick jag’
this whole brick came gift wrapped
i specialise in murders and kidnaps
[hook + snap capone]
flying ot, g’s, packs and scores
had to get that p now the tee says dior
a n+gga try and reach, imma turn him to a corpse
s+t, s+n, r+m, we are the g.o.a.t.’s
flying ot, g’s, packs and scores
had to get that p now the tee says dior
a n+gga try and reach, imma turn him to a corpse
s+t, s+n, r+m, we are the g.o.a.t.’s
[verse 2 + stardom]
i heard they wanna put me in a coffin
rimz, s, me, three g’s like golovkin
they k!lled my darg, i want revenge, i’m john wick
i’ll shoot you on the spot and hit it top bins
talented, i could’ve been a surgeon
i just put five bricks in a german
doing drive+by’s for recreational purposes
get the drop, i’ll drop ’em like a percocet
[?]
slim ting, i flew her out to turkey
with the bbl and now she curvy
i used to keep my burner in the bin shed
we ain’t squashing no beef until that kid’s dead
pole hoes, more men than a minibus
bad boy, big and puff
capping, ain’t as real as us
o.t. bopping like nsg
dopeboy trophy, rose gold patek phillippe
[hook + snap capone]
flying ot, g’s, packs and scores
had to get that p now the tee says dior
a n+gga try and reach, imma turn him to a corpse
s+t, s+n, r+m, we are the g.o.a.t.’s
flying ot, g’s, packs and scores
had to get that p now the tee says dior
a n+gga try and reach, imma turn him to a corpse
s+t, s+n, r+m, we are the g.o.a.t.’s
[verse 3 + rimzee]
in that t+house all night and all day
i feel like berna with this yay
i started with an eighth
thirty+five for the white girl, twelve for the dirty
stitching in my jeans, michael amiri
counting new dough with the same chick i was broke with
l+shaped sofas, l.v. loafers
three+hundred for the tee, just to say d&g
thirty in the z
i got it in this house, ali g
they laughed when i pulled up on my moped
i missed the ninth sale cause i don’t come until road check
tales of a kala, they say it’s bad karma
gaucho sea bass fillets with my partner
i was broke and bummy till i started shotting dutty
hand+to+hand sales, i was hitting ’em like murray
you know hanging on the blow i was a lame
until a buyer introduced me to the game
[hook + snap capone]
flying ot, g’s, packs and scores
had to get that p now the tee says dior
a n+gga try and reach, imma turn him to a corpse
s+t, s+n, r+m, we are the g.o.a.t.’s
flying ot, g’s, packs and scores
had to get that p now the tee says dior
a n+gga try and reach, imma turn him to a corpse
s+t, s+n, r+m, we are the g.o.a.t.’s
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