[Pre-Chorus]
Ahem (Slatt)
Hah, hah, hah
Hah, ahh, ahh
(Slatt)
[Chorus]
I put racks on your head, what would you do?
With the squad, with the gang, with the mob, with the crew
I-I just popped a Xanny bar, my lil' bitch, she popped like two
Matter fact, she popped like three
Niggas wanna be the goat like me (Yo, what the fuck goin' on, Maajins?)
Niggas wanna be the G.O.A.T, sniper rifle at your throat
And my niggas, they locked up, but when they out, they all on go
I might have to call up Tec', he gon' pull up, up the score
He gon' pull up, up the score, weed ran out, I need some more, ahh
[Pre-Chorus]
Ahem (Slatt)
Hah, hah, hah
Hah, ahh, ahh
(Slatt)
[Chorus]
I put racks on your head, what would you do?
With the squad, with the gang, with the mob, with the crew
I-I just popped a Xanny bar, my lil' bitch, she popped like two
Matter fact, she popped like three
Niggas wanna be the goat like me
Niggas wanna be the G.O.A.T, sniper rifle at your throat
And my niggas, they locked up, but when they out, they all on go
I might have to call up Tec', he gon' pull up, up the score
He gon' pull up, up the score, weed ran out, I need some more, ahh
Ahem (Slatt)
Hah, hah, hah
Hah, ahh, ahh
(Slatt)
[Chorus]
I put racks on your head, what would you do?
With the squad, with the gang, with the mob, with the crew
I-I just popped a Xanny bar, my lil' bitch, she popped like two
Matter fact, she popped like three
Niggas wanna be the goat like me (Yo, what the fuck goin' on, Maajins?)
Niggas wanna be the G.O.A.T, sniper rifle at your throat
And my niggas, they locked up, but when they out, they all on go
I might have to call up Tec', he gon' pull up, up the score
He gon' pull up, up the score, weed ran out, I need some more, ahh
[Pre-Chorus]
Ahem (Slatt)
Hah, hah, hah
Hah, ahh, ahh
(Slatt)
[Chorus]
I put racks on your head, what would you do?
With the squad, with the gang, with the mob, with the crew
I-I just popped a Xanny bar, my lil' bitch, she popped like two
Matter fact, she popped like three
Niggas wanna be the goat like me
Niggas wanna be the G.O.A.T, sniper rifle at your throat
And my niggas, they locked up, but when they out, they all on go
I might have to call up Tec', he gon' pull up, up the score
He gon' pull up, up the score, weed ran out, I need some more, ahh
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