To Rate★ Intro ★
Ay - ay - aye Chriso made this beat! (ahahahaha)
Aye, aye, aye, aye this not dead yeah!
(We love you Curly J)
★ Verse 1 ★
Heard they want a problem well a problem here it is
It's a different vibe but I just can't explain it
If you stick around then it just might get dangerous
Fuck a couple mil tryna rob me up a billion
My standards way too high, told her meet me at the ceiling
Let em tell the story, they gon paint you as the villain
Always keep it real, don't got no time for no fake shit
Pull up to the party, pass the cup and I'm gon facе it
★ Verse 2 ★
They just tryna figure out how to get by my sidе
100 Dallas bitches couldn't take me out my zone (damn)
I can't fall in love unless that bitch is sucking soul
Take a trip to Houston when I'm getting in that mode (aye)
100 Houston bitches couldn't take me out my zone
She give me a feel but I still won't take her home
Niggas showing music with some shit that I don't know
Fuck what they was talking bout that nigga ain't my
★ Chorus ★
Goat (what), Goat (what), Goat (what)
That nigga ain't my
Goat (what), Goat (what), Goat (what)
That nigga ain't my
Goat (what), Goat (what), Goat (what)
Showing me some wack ass, lame ass niggas, man that nigga ain't my goat
★ Verse 3 ★
Yeah, heard they want a problem well a problem here it is
They don't wanna face it cause it's not how they do biz
Been around the block a couple times I seen the shit
I know just how these bitches love to switch up on the gang
Let the money come and go they switch up like the fame do
Make em feel that pain and then just ask em what that pain do
Dribble through the storm I ain't worried bout what rain do
Just like Kyrie Irving ain't no shit that I can't handle
Half these artists bitches out here faking all they scandals
Ima just go focus on the music for my fans though
Fuck what they was talking bout that nigga ain't my
★ Chorus ★
Goat (what), Goat (what), Goat (what)
That nigga ain't my
Goat (what), Goat (what), Goat (what)
That nigga ain't my
Goat (what), Goat (what), Goat (what)
Showing me some wack ass, lame ass niggas, man that nigga ain't my goat
★ Verse 4 ★
They just keep on talking but it's never what they know
Everyone be talking bout some shit that they don't know
I ain't never worried got these hoes under control
I don't understand how the fuck you call a goat
A nigga who can never ever go toe to toe
Nigga who can never show his face on the road
Nigga who can never keep it real with the bros (huh, uh, uh, huh)
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