Two times The GOAT, the GOAT, the GOAT Call me GOAT, who is him? Look up "hope," bitch, I'm that I got partners up the road and I got partners in the trap They say GOAT, he from the trenches, how he got a song with Caskey? Hoe done locked my phone, trippin', tryna get my passkey I done scraped my rims from bendin' corners on that block street I've been runnin' plays in the field like an athlete If I can't ask you for it, pussy nigga, then don't ask me I done lost my train of thought, all this drank that I done bought Percocets and xanax bars, stolen pistols, stolen cars Think I'm goin' fishin', all them plays I caught on Goldenrod Crackers, catch me if you can, back to Willow Bend Boomerang lifestyle, do that shit again Catch me if you can, back to Willow Bend Boomerang lifestyle, do that shit again Fuck I look like catchin' up? Bro ain't in my league Drive exotic cars, roll exotic weed Twenty thousand dollars in the pockets of my jeans Touch back in the city in somethin' they ain't never seen Yeah, Pimp, ayy Cool shit, but I keep a hammer, this my tool, bih Arm and hammer propaganda, I put two inside a Fanta Hoes outside Atlanta poppin' pussy, Stone Mountain I threw 'bout a hunnid thousand, all ones, public housin' You, you, you and you, get 'em hot then play it cool Simon says Pimpin', I'ma tell them hoes what to do She think she the main one, but that hoe number two I got hoes poppin' pussy just like I was Uncle Luke All I know is shooters shoot, first quarter, two to two Different bitches, same name, don't know who is who Catch the bitch, she threw you away 'cause she was through with you Bitch, I've been blessed, you could ask God to prove it too Fuck I look like catchin' up? Bro ain't in my league Drive exotic cars, roll exotic weed Twenty thousand dollars in the pockets of my jeans Touch back in the city in somethin' they ain't never seen Catch me if you can, back to Willow Bend Boomerang lifestyle, do that shit again Catch me if you can, back to Willow Bend Boomerang lifestyle, do that shit again (K) Dome shot-ers, ran this game so much, need twenty foamposites Gold on me from Johnny Dang, you still out buyin' gold bottles Said we can't come 'round, we came around, he ain't want no problems Proud of me but he ain't proud of him, 'cause he got no Prada Pine Hills where these shooters from, this ain't come from Hidden Hills Caught a play, he said it's foul, but how? I'm in center field He pressin' buttons, I press one more button, I'm gon' get him killed Lost a hunnid fifty, but it's cool 'cause I got bigger deals I flood out one more watch, feds gon' be outside and callin' FEMA In this two seater, but it's cool 'cause it's me and my Nina Back when I had signed to Bird, got DMs from Justin Bieber Then I came out droppin' bombs and turned this bitch to Hiroshima VVs on me Super Sayian, I done gone Vegeta Two timer felon, I'm a strong repeater They say they workin' just as hard but they pockets leaner I told them rappers get in line and follow the leader Catch me if you can, back to Willow Bend Boomerang lifestyle, do that shit again Catch me if you can, back to Willow Bend Boomerang lifestyle, do that shit again