Won't even give these hoes a chance to warm up
I skipped college, but I know I would've fucked the dorm up
Ahead of my class, passed test the rest couldn't pass
Somehow I still make that fresh MC class
I do a triple R, that's bigger than that double XL
Swim with the big sharks, and a couple of whales
They ain't playin' fairly, heard a couple of tails
And bitches, saying they don't like me, that's just because, they don't fuck with they sales, uh
And if I said it once, I probably made the two-ways, uh
And if I showed her once, I probably let that two pay, uh
I dropped a roof off the coupe, I let the two pay, uh
These hoes gon' drop soon as they rise, they gettin' souffle
Had to lease some people in the past, I'm on the new page
All of that, sweet-talk, these n***as try, they probably got that toothache, uh
But it don't work on me, you see this drip, you see these diamonds in this purse on me
Yeah, game playin' executed perfectly
I seen the best of me, don't know who saw the worst in me
But fuck 'em, if I ever knew 'em
We ain't close, I'm nothing to 'em
Sneaky talk, these bitches doing
Can't wait till I run into 'em
Is givin', she a runner she a track star
Came up I'ma walky, always knew I'd be a Rapstar
Pick these bitches up and throw 'em, I can't trust 'em that far
Bitch I'm spittin' huddles, how you trippin over that bar?
That shit you seein' your faves in, I just pulled up in that car
This really my line
This shit hard on no lease, bitch, this really my Ice
The invoice come don't be surprised, that's really my price
They be like "damn she so young", yeah, bitch I'm really this nice, yeah
I'm really puttin' that shit on, this hoes fashion weak
I flew from L.A to New York the G.O.A.T, uh
But they knew already, that shit you on, the people doing, that shit they do already
I'm at the finish line early, the race is through already
Bet whatever on me, I mean whatever for real
'Cause in this beat, I'm gon' get bodied, I mean whatever get killed
Up the prices, up the any, that shit, better than thrill
They call me freshman, but this flow come with a veteran feel
Yeah, these bitches down to one wish, they on they Ray J
You talkin' practice, I treat everyday just like it's game day
You talkin' practice, I treat everyday just like it's game day
Back to back deposits, I treat everyday just like it's pay day
[Beat Change]

Look, first things first, I need them money before we converse
Send in them voice, before I send the verse
See me the beast in the back in the hearsh
You know how it work, I put shit in the dirt
Fall off or go broke, don't know which one is worse
Motion I'm having like which one or word
Got that boy opp, he cannot focus
Wet as a ocean, hope he can surf
Runnin' the city, you know that's the tuff
Really the sickest bitch rappin' on Earth
Hunnids they blue with this clue with no Steve, uh, really runnin' up them Smurfs
I got that four-dough, but I caught me the verb, yeah
I got a Lil uzi, my shooters will really teach you how to jerk
Shoot at your feet with that thief with the word
Worst, uh, I'm on my worst behaviour, uh
We throwin' money all up in the club, heard you got that uh shit paper, uh
Please don't compare me to none of these bitches, but feelings get hurt for real
I'm the one at the two but you knew, uh
These bitches ain't worth they deal, uh
These bitches ain't have no bag, these bitches ain't got no swag, what?
What she had to do what, she had to fuck who? These hoes really going out sad
I'm back in my bag, but I never left, and run up a cheque
Got a respect and stay in my lane, and takin' no exit
Bitch I'm a brain, I got a protect it
I'm goin' big, I'm goin' precious
I put that petty boo on that necklace
Said it's my grind, said it's my time, yeah, so I got a Lil restless
P told these hoes to stop talkin' so reckless, uh
The game is like chess, not checkers, uh
My life is a movie, and I am the lead, bitch I am the star and these hoes is extra
Extra, read all about it, uh
She said she fuckin' with me when it comes to this shit, but I doubt it, uh
Them diamonds ain't VV, I just cannot see, your shit lookin' cloudy, uh
My wrist said it knew how to swim, so I took it to Waffi and drowned it, uh
Flooded my shit from the Mil' like a train, and I'm runnin' my shit
Keep getting bigger, no bubbin' my shit
City to city, they ain't poppin' my shit
Came in the game, gave a hundred percent
Yeah, these bitches lame for sure, uh
We ain't the same for sure, uh
She hop on a bus to Marda, uh, I hope on a bus for tour, uh
These bitches lit, lit, uh
Now they wanna get, wet, uh
I killed a red carpet, it's time that I'm on it, you see how they flick pics, uh
I put on big shit, yeah, this is a sick fit, uh
My watch started sneezin' I couldn't believe it, bitch I got a sick wrist, uh
My shit got a cold, my diamonds a bow
The pressure was on, but I did not foul, got this shit under Quality Control
They wonder on why I keep callin' myself the hardest
Bitch I'm the G.O.A.T regardless
Being spittin' since thirteen, still ballin' on bitches like hardy
Yeah, Lakeyah