CHII WVTTZ - G.O.A.T Lyrics
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    G.O.A.T

    Grra Grra Grra
    Gang Gang Gang

    [Chorus]
    Like bitch keep throwing that ass
    Like , I see a opp you know i'mma trip that
    Hollows gon' hit up his head and his six-pack
    Hit one of us and you know we gon' get back
    Three yercs and the blunt got me smacked
    Nine on my hip , see a Gz , he a pacc
    Lil mami you know you a snacc
    But baby I keep it a stack

    [Verse 1]
    Bitch you a hoe and ya pussy is trash
    Get the head gotta turn on the flash
    You broke and don't match it , like
    Blick suck dick no attachments , like
    I'm in the streets i'm a savage
    Baby I'm upping this gun through the Mackage
    Like, these n**** pussy they ran
    All that on live , these n****s be chatting

    [Verse 2]
    Hollows in the gun , See the beam they dashin'
    Like, n**** my money is stacking
    Hollows in the gun , See the beam thеy dashin'
    Like, n**** my money is stacking , like
    Thеy in the whip, they crashing
    Spin through the eight , you know that they lackin' , like
    Keep throwing that ass keep clapping'
    Opps went out, they died by the stabbing
    N***s can't rap tell them n**** stop rapping
    It's a thottie you know that we passin'
    Hit his neck, you know that he gaspin'
    Who the fuck is that n*** Assassin ?
    Blast him , n**** is broke, no fashion
    Rah got hit in his head what happened?
    Bullets throwing we playing for Madden
    And for guns I got me or pass it
    [?] Shot , lil n*** imagine

    [Verse 3]
    Shit fat , she got her a wagon
    On the block , i threw about seven
    N****s got locked they started confessing
    Turned fifteen, I turned to a felon
    Pop me a yerc like fuck the depression
    Put my dick in the back of her leggings
    She wanna fuck i said look at the settings
    I wanna fuck babygirl go and spread it
    She wanna throw it you know I'mma catch it
    After that, leave that shit in the past
    Opps got hit in his neck , I'mma laugh
    SugarhillKeem gotta get him a bag
    Same clothes every Vid , doing bad
    Jiggymane tight , we smoking his dad
    Jiggymane tight , we smoking his dad

    [Chorus]
    Like bitch keep throwing that ass
    Like , I see a opp you know i'mma trip that
    Hollows gon' hit up his head and his six-pack
    Hit one of us and you know we gon' get back
    Three yercs and the blunt got me smacked
    Nine on my hip , see a Gz , he a pacc
    Lil mami you know you a snacc
    But baby I keep it a stack

    Like bitch keep throwing that ass
    Like , I see a opp you know i'mma trip that
    Hollows gon' hit up his head and his six-pack
    Hit one of us and you know we gon' get back
    Three yercs and the blunt got me smacked
    Nine on my hip , see a Gz , he a pack
    Lil mami you know you a snack
    But baby I keep me a stack

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