G.O.A.T

Aye! In a wonderful world DEVIN! And I died a G.O.A.T (ayy) Then came back a G.O.A.T Bitch I'm still the G.O.A.T I can tell you no 'Cause i got control I can tell you know (tight) I know you think you hard (ayy) Nigga just think too hard Bruh don't think too hard (yuh) 'Cause I died a G.O.A.T (G.O.A.T) Then came back a G.O.A.T (G.O.A.T, G.O.A.T) Hear my mom's with a bong, 'cause she smoke more than me Even the gump on my gums, they ain't fresher than me We don't want none of your songs, you too extra for me Sound like you be flexed up to me Kinda like a wrestler to me I wreck a record in record timing That 'tec on me, check your comments They check for me, yet they silent I'm yet to be silenced I'm piling checks, to my chest I check 'em If it's not correct, I'm wildin' If it's not perfected, I did Not drop it I'm with the extra for economics I'm excellent at it I'm at it, you see how it's panning? Them folks ain't dripping this hard Dripping this hard, hell nah They ain't giving it all I'm giving my heart, hell yeah, I And I died a G.O.A.T (ayy) Then came back a G.O.A.T Bitch I'm still the G.O.A.T I can tell you no 'Cause I got control I can tell you know (tight) I know you think you hard (ayy) Nigga just think too hard Bruh don't think too hard (yuh) 'Cause I died a G.O.A.T (G.O.A.T) Then came back a G.O.A.T (G.O.A.T, G.O.A.T) A1Devin got this beat going stupid These bitches ate it up and they ain't even chew it I put my ad-lib on it like, you And then I piped that bitch up, like the sewage Hot wing sauce on deck Riding round town with the jet Running up a check Nigga drop gems, no stretch Nigga drop gems, no sweat, ayy All my love with the 9 All of us one of a kind All my brothers know I got they back And I'm finna put the city on mine Money don't measure to what you lack You ain't got a heart like that, yeah Only cut records, I don't cut no slack Nigga, I don't front no cap, yuh And I died a G.O.A.T (ayy) Then came back a G.O.A.T Bitch I'm still the G.O.A.T I can tell you no 'Cause I got control I can tell you know (tight) I know you think you hard (ayy) Nigga just think too hard Bruh don't think too hard (yuh) 'Cause I died a G.O.A.T (G.O.A.T) Then came back a G.O.A.T (G.O.A.T, G.O.A.T)