Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Got my soul, you really got my soul
Ah-ah-ah
Got my soul, you really got my soul
Thinkin' you a girlboss, but you got no thro-o-o-oat
Yeah, you got no throat, throat
Word around the street, you the baddest Throat Goat
I-I-I'm tryna bag a wife, I ain't fuckin' no ho
I feel like Chief Keef, smokin' on them Oreos
And if that I get done with her, that bitch is all yours
I've been gettin' money like I'm Robert Downey
Gotta shit on anyone, whoever tryna doubt me
Flooded, blowing up my phone, you wasn't here around me
Money only thing that make my eyes a little cloudy
Nah, I see the fake love now
Chose the wrong side, "Know your team, sit, now"
Should've stuck with me, I know you see him missin' out
Good loyal thots sittin' all around the house
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Got my soul, you really got my soul
Ah-ah-ah
Got my soul, you really got my soul
Thinkin' you a girlboss, but you got no thro-o-o-oat
Yeah, you got no throat, throat
Throat, throat, throat, throat
Throat, throat, throat, throat
Throat, throat, throat
You the baddest Throat Goat
Throat, throat, throat, throat
Throat, throat, throat, throat
Throat, throat, throat, throat
Throat, throat, throat
