Lyrics At Will (feat. EST Gee) - EST Gee , G-Eazy
You
know
Uh
If
I'ma
shoot,
I
shoot
to
kill
Do
what
I
want
to
do
at
will
King,
I'm
a
G.O.A.T.,
the
truth,
for
real,
ayy
Banana
boat,
brings
in
the
mail
I
cannot
use
a
regular
scale
Bring
me
the
one
they
use
for
whales
Slide
on
the
beat,
acknowledge
the
pen
Back
in
the
my
bag,
I'm
at
it
again
Rotate
the
roster,
just
tossed
out
a
ten
That
shit
just
don't
even
matter
to
him
Took
me
a
minute
to
comprehend
Shit
that
I
needed,
I
had
within
Used
to
place
all
of
my
trust
in
them
I'm
never
doin'
that
shit
again
They
get
ahead
of
they
self,
if
you
let
'em
They
get
to
reachin',
that
shit
is
pathetic
They
couldn't
walk
in
my
shoes
if
I
let
'em
These
size
11's,
they
fit
a
lil'
different
If
we
have
beef,
I'ma
go
'head
and
dead
it
Sweetest
revenge
is
success
and
forgiveness
Married
the
game,
can't
trust
none
of
these
bches
I
keep
it
two
Virgils
in
all
of
my
lyrics
Came
in
this
bch
with
exceptional
spirit
Bulletproof
vision,
cannot
let
them
kill
it
Real
ones
acknowledge
my
shit
'cause
they
feel
it
The
rest
of
you
want
me
forgotten
and
hidden
Uh,
whoever
I
fuck's
automatically
trendin'
She
wanna
F
everywhere
like
it's
Fendi
The
pussy
gets
killed
every
time
like
it's
Kenny,
ah
If
I'ma
shoot,
I
shoot
to
kill
Do
what
I
want
to
do
at
will
King,
I'm
a
G.O.A.T.,
the
truth,
for
real,
ayy
Banana
boat,
brings
in
the
mail
I
cannot
use
a
regular
scale
Bring
me
the
one
they
use
for
whales
If
you
seen
half
what
I
saw,
you'll
tell
Before
it
was
popular,
I
had
them
boxes
sent
in
the
mail
I
beat
the
streets,
I
ain't
goin'
to
jail
It
was
killed
or
be
killed,
am
I
goin'
to
hell?
I
told
the
driver,
"Ignore
that
lil'
smell"
"Just
make
sure
you
ain't
drivin'
too
fast
while
I
trail"
We
got
Wock'
right
on
and
straight
from
Vallejo
Ride
through
the
air,
in
four
hours,
was
here
I
done
been
too
close
to
death
to
be
scared
I
get
my
gun
when
they
come
unprepared
Money
bring
shy
bitches
right
out
they
shell
I
don't
want
love,
when
I
fuck,
I
might
pay
her
Quarter
back
place,
call
me
Geeski
McNair
I'm
throwin'
somethin',
could
knock
down
a
bird
I
don't
feel
nothin',
especially
fear
All
of
'em
crossed
me,
I
ain't
shed
a
tear
My
heart
is
pure,
I
understand
we
ain't
similar
She
can't
wait
'til
I
cum,
this
Perc'
killin'
her
She
a
freak,
she
ask
me,
could
I
spit
on
her
She
just
prayin'
that
Geeski
deliver
her
It's
so
many,
I
barely
remember
her
My
role
is
pivotal,
they
know
I'm
rich
Don't
forget
I'm
a
criminal
Yeah,
yeah-yeah-yeah
If
I'ma
shoot,
I
shoot
to
kill
Do
what
I
want
to
do
at
will
King,
I'm
a
G.O.A.T.,
the
truth,
for
real,
ayy
Banana
boat,
brings
in
the
mail
I
cannot
use
a
regular
scale
Bring
me
the
one
they
use
for
whales
If
I'ma
shoot,
I
shoot
to
kill
Do
what
I
want
to
do
at
will
King,
I'm
a
G.O.A.T.,
the
truth,
for
real,
ayy
Banana
boat,
brings
in
the
mail
I
cannot
use
a
regular
scale
Bring
me
the
one
they
use
for
whales,
ayy
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