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[verse 1]
f_cked my b_tch, congratulations, i won’t beef about it
no im gon’ keep it solid
keep it solid , ayy, keep it solid
f_cked my b_tch, congratulations, i won’t beef about it
ayy, don’t play round with my gang, i go chief keef about it
ayy, don’t play round with my guys, say, “i’m bd about it”
put that sh_t on chee, even put that on my seed
i had fun f_cking lil cree
n_gga im not no lil homie, i’m og somebody
and we dont sip green, halloween, we catch plenty bodies
you go in that room, n_gga keep ya’ silence!
wake up every morning with a .4 of hi_tec
how the f_ck c4 be so cold? he ain’t popped yet
popping these op’s, fore i leave, got my glock checked
ceo just going up, and up, and he ain’t stopped yet
b_tch i had a foreign car fore’ i had a rap check
bet these n_ggas cap with the rap, like a snapback
got the forgi’s all set, i travеl with a kel_tec
how you trap, but you ain’t took over that shеll’s yet?
do you got some p’s in yo’ trap? n_gga spot check
do you got a roll in yo pocket? n_gga not yet
i be riding low, in the 4, where the swatz at
that lil b_tch on go, get the mouth, take the box back

[chorus]
that lil b_tch on go (uhh, go, uhh, go, uhh)
she just wanna smoke
pop a pill, pour a 4
they call me the goat
how i live, b_tch ya’ know
me and yak on the 5th, and psycho 7th floor
[verse 2]
ask me how i do it, i don’t know, i just go
bet that n_gga wasn’t trapping, he get paid to watch that door
b_tch we really came from ramen noodles, sleeping on the floor
i was waiting on the load, but the plug was moving slow
he can feel in his veins
let me know, this that dope
we was smoking paper planes, not no trains, not no boats
call me when you deal with 4’s, zips, grams, bows
ayy, but you can’t ride with me, if you play with yo’ nose
i got so much if this music, i’ll make ya’ overdose
and this sh_t ain’t only music to me, it’s all i know
you take mines, we pop out, we gone even up that score
i ain’t know bro had a switch on his g.l.o
i ain’t know that that fettiball was d_mn near close to go
ayy, don’t make me call kashoutt, let the grim reaper go!
we ain’t shutting down this trap house, just cuz’ it’s moving slow
ayy, just stay by the door
n_ggas play, and b_tches play, i play it how it go
begging me, “put that gl!ck away”, i tell them b_tches, “no”!
if c4 ain’t got it all, that b_tch a lil bit slow
i ain’t really even tryna ball, just take care of my folks
ayy, until my brother pass the ball, i’m just gon’ play the post

[refrain]
he can feel in his veins
let me know, this that dope
we was smoking paper planes, not no trains, not no boats
you can call me when you deal with 4’s, zips, grams, bows

[verse 4]
i got so much if this music, i’ll make ya’ overdose
and this sh_t ain’t only music to me, it’s all i know
you take mines, we pop out, we gone even up that score
i ain’t know bro had a switch on his g.l.o
keep that sh_t 1 thou wou, let the people know
ayy, don’t make me call kashoutt, let the grim repaer go
we ain’t shutting down this trap house, just cause’ it’s moving slow
just stay by the door
n_ggas play, and b_tches play, i play it how it go

- ceo trayle

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