Текст песни Goat - Zhar!

Nyombo on the beat bitch!
I let it blow
24 shots to his back RIP to the goat
That nigga broke
I don't fight over bitches my nigga I'd rater go get to the dough
I let 'em know
No I'm not lookin' for trouble but still brought my stick to the store
I let it go
I told these niggas don't act like you got it, we know that you don't

And that corny ass nigga don't even know to say my fuckin' name bitch!
I bet that she got a man
Bet when I fuck her she not goin' back to that nigga again
I make 'em piss in his pants
He the type nigga to talk all that shit then go hold mommy hand
And you know I'm the champ
I'm the type nigga to pull up wit K's I ain't talkin' bout Camp
And this 40 won't jam
35 shots to his back you can call that boy Kevin Durant
Uh uh
Can I get 'em in
I just might fuck his mama nigga I am not gentleman uh-huh
And you know that I'm ignorant
Would be mad if I told you that I fucked Ellen DeGeneres
(Yea) We countin' up the bands
Police is comin' in
We gotta get rid of all this contraband
And I don't have my mom and dad
It would be kinda sad
Kinda sad if I had known I was not the man
No I don't got a pen this is off top of head
But I still started right there where the bottom at
And I make the mama mad, I make the father mad
Look at 'em both say you can't get yo daughter back
No 21 Savage but you know I slaughtered that
I broke her back, fuck around and she brought it back
Aye get my name out yo mouth real quick; put my name right there instead, bitch

I let it blow
24 shots to his back RIP to the goat
That nigga broke
I don't fight over bitches my nigga I'd rater go get to the dough
I let 'em know
No I'm not lookin' for trouble but still brought my stick to the store
I let it go
I told these niggas don't act like you got it, we know that you don't