Goat in the making, say it proudly and I shout it
My young bull'll give you the horn if you bout it
Got niggas cookin' up, workin' magic like
a fountain
We got bulls to wizards, like MJ in 2000s

Finna have the whole game on my back nigga
Fuck a vertebrae
Yeah a nigga way too confident, so you ain't ever hurtin Trey
Group of badass bitches call them all the
birds of prey
Kill a nigga on the feature, start a fuckin
murder case

Goat in the making, say it proudly and I shout it
My young bull'll give you the horn if you bout it
Got niggas cookin' up, workin' magic like
a fountain
We got bulls to wizards, like MJ in 2000s

Hatin now but they gon' stop when I'm a milli up
Lockin in and travel 'cross the country like a semi truck
Nah these bitches crazy, out here takin' any drugs
Bitches do you down bad, and say they can't find any love
Pullin' up, all black, Botayga Bentley Truck
Never know what's gonna happen, told them keep it gently tucked
Heard the whole town was in your girl like a city bus
Ice Spice in my pockets, man bitches thick as fuck, ha

Got motion like the ocean, yeah, I'm smooth with it
First she workin' then she twerkin', yeah she move with it
Yeah I'm goin', yeah I'm flowin' I improve in it
Hear me now, hear my sound, gotta groove with it

Stayin' to myself, I be workin', I be swervin' on these hoes
Out my lane, I'm insane, like I'm swervin' on these roads
Out the way but I get to it, so I'm urgin' you to go
Me and twin, John and Malone, how we work the pick and roll

Stole his bitch, now he tweakin' like he off the edible
How you givin' me advice, but you not winnin', you not credible
She think that she the main, but sorry, you just a selectable
Niggas livin' life with no motive, like that's just terrible

You out here relaxin', I'm out here grindin', we incomparable
Niggas broke, as a joke, it's hysterical
Mind goin' in circles like a Ferris wheel

Told that bitch to clap her ass, if you know you really bad
Bought that bitch a brand new bag
Show your friends you gotta brag
Belt too heavy, gotta sag,
Talkin' crazy body bags
Hit it, hit that Sonic dash, fuck it up, girl, twerk that ass
Fuck it up, girl, twerk that ass
Fuck it up, girl, twerk that ass

Told Luh Sox to drop a beat so I can get back on my snappin shit
Talkin' gangsta on the net, boy, you know you is not clappin shit
Talkin' like you got that motion, boy, you always on that cappin shit
She cryin' that I left her, I'm like, "shit happens, bitch"

I've always had the dream since before the double digits
Niggas blamin' on some luck, so I got them superstitious
I'm speedin' in my lane, cause I'm on the road to riches
Light-skinned nigga and prettier than your bitches