| Pockets gettin' bigger, think my bank account got botox
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| All these bitches basic, I’m 10/10 in faces (Yeah)
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| They spent a bag on a nigga, I blew that shit on vacation
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| Catch me out at onyx with the gang, we be vibin'
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| Let a bitch try to play in face, my niggas be mobbin' (Brr)
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| My city still play my first tape, I guess it’s timeless (Yeah)
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| My tints five percents and whip’s blacker than my driver
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| I call myself the hardest but fuck it they all know (Yeah)
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| I ain’t worried 'bout no haters, like fuck it, they all broke (Them hoes broke)
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| Any bitch got pressure with me, it’s fuck it, want all smoke (Smoke)
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| And I look up to the greatest, it’s like fuck it, we all G.O.A.Ts
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| Lakeyah talkin' shit up on these beats, call that G.O.A.T talk (G.O.A.T talk)
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| Get the money first, fuck the beef, call that G.O.A.T talk (G.O.A.T talk)
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| Ayy, real bosses sit back and never speak, call that G.O.A.T talk (G.O.A.T talk)
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| IThey vouchin' from the from the burbs to the streets, that’s that G.O.A.
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| T talk (Yeah, yeah)
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| The female G.O.A.T, the mixtape G.O.A.T
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| What a combination, hahaha
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| Lakeyah say you bitches can’t do this, man |