The Goats Yung Quis (Ft. Payroll Giovanni)

[Verse 1: Yung Quis]
My whole team fell apart in plain sight
Niggas ain’t right, late night
Thinkin’ I might just blow your top
But I got love for you kids, and I know your pops
A real gangsta kill when necessary
No scope, I’m close, just skill, just legendary
So dope – the goat, my flow is unapproached
Or unapproachable, any nigga close to you know the truth
I’m k-i, no need to say why
Stay fly, ball on these niggas like A.I
The day I fall off, it’ll be a man shootin’
Military guns, all drums, and I’m recruitin’
Exclusive shit, kicks cost two bands
A O.G., yall nigga just new strands
Remember ridin’ with my pops when he blew Gan[?]
Next tail[?] to his ear, money in two hands
I’m like, “Damn, I can’t wait to be a drug lord”
Buyin’ baggies for the nigga from the drugstore
Got everything right now, but I want more
Can’t put these bricks down, ‘til I’m on tour
Was so poor had to wear my mama clothes to graduation
The agitation, now, I’m rich as a bitch
Big kicks on the whips and kits with the gliss
On top of that, a thick bad bitch with a bitch
I’m a sick nigga, if it ain’t money, I don’t deal with ya
Real shit, and that’s word to my lil’ sister
My balls out of this world, you just a lil’ dipper