Goat Talk Boosie Badazz

[Verse]
You could play you don't know, but I'm the motherfuckin' truth
Spittin' real game and I'm clutchin' in the booth
We was both on one, now we fuckin' in the booth
She looked me in my eye, she said, "Nigga, you the truth"
Baton Rouge, body-body, we don't never call the truce
I'm out the app', bitches still got the juice
I put money in the hood, Pittsburgh came through
Lil' nigga turned dealer when the birds came through
I'm the one who motivated, niggas ain't have shit
Made a fat bitch feel like a bad bitch
Sent real game for them niggas in the hood
Nigga catch a charge, take your motherfuckin' lick
Every song that I'm on, it's a hit, bitch, I'm lit
Hustler of the year, so I hustle with a stick
I got five different hustles and I'm workin' on six
Five bitches in my bed and they all on me (Disrespect)

Swear to god, I done been on full flex
On death row, throwin' fours in my wreck
Money on my mind, smokin' joes in the rec'
Two whole generations that was raised by heck
I ain't have a rich bitch, this was made off scratch
Kinfolks sellin' dope in the living room
Shit, my daddy was a goon, he kept a .357 Magnum
You show your ass, he gon' spit at you