That's that G.O.A.T. talk That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk Worldwide nigga, but I'm so South (So South) They say you gotta hear it from the G.O.A.T. mouth (Hey) You ain't know about it, bitch, you know now (You know now) They say you gotta hear it

I see you bitches talkin' loud, but you ain't sayin' shit Get the fuck from round' here, you don't rep my shit You ain't from my city, you don't know about this You want that drama, you ain't ready for it bitch! Now throw it up! (Yeah Ho) Throw it up!

I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap A hundred mothafuckas can’t tell me nothin’ Bitches ain’t shit and they ain’t saying nothin’ Damn, damn what they say about me? I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch I

Lights low, get lit Mouth closed, take dick Lace up, legs up Get drunk, clothes off Weed loud, twist up Throwback, look back Woosah, get that I ain't worried about no other bitch you got me Use them lips you know I love you, kiss my body