[Intro]
Ha, ha-ha (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Ha, aha (What the fuck?)
Yeah, ha-ha
Ha, ha-ha

[Chorus]
In the GLE, bitch, I'm on go (Go)
Your bitch, she know I'm the G.O.A.T. (Ha)
I be in all Melrose
'Bout to [?] with the bros
I spent ten bands up on a coat (Brr)
Just so I wouldn't be cold
Bitch, I'm goin' up, yeah, I know (Bee)
Now they sayin' I sold my soul (Ha-ha-ha)
You better sell your clothes, you ain't even puttin' that shit on right
You better steal your hoes (Shit), bitch n***a, they be with me at night (Yeah)
He tryin' me, but he ain't come close (Nah), I'm shootin' that gun 'cause I'm not gon' fight (Pop)
That boy finna overdose, poppin' all them pills, tryna test your life (Blick-blick-blick)

[Verse 1]
Only thing wе poppin' over here is you, bitch, you know I stay with my crеw
Talkin' down Fifteenhunnid, n***as finna shoot shit, choppa kick him and it's leavin' a bruise
Put that shit to the boy, he don't know what to do, bitch, they watchin' our mo'fuckin' moves
Think I made a religion rockin' all these Trues, bitch, don't get me in a bad mood
Who the fuck been ahead of the game? Me
Who the fuck made it cool to put numbers that means some more shit on the side of your name? Me
Who the fuck got they brothers that never been out of the city, come fly to L.A. (Move)
Who the fuck only fuck with n***as that been up just so they can get fame to they name?
[Verse 2]
You, n***a, that's why we don't fuck with you, n***a (Pussy)
I only hang with a few n***as
Fifteenhunnid, that's the gang, oh
We got his drop so we lay low
I'm a soldier, hit him with a draco
Shoutout Hayden, I been gettin' bankrolls
All my brothers, they gettin' in the back, and
All these hoes never wanted me back then
She want me to go break her back in

[Chorus]
In the GLE, bitch, I'm on go (Go)
Your bitch, she know I'm the G.O.A.T. (Ha)
I be in all Melrose
'Bout to [?] with the bros
I spent ten bands up on a coat (Brr)
Just so I wouldn't be cold
Bitch, I'm goin' up, yeah, I know (Bee)
Now they sayin' I sold my soul (Ha-ha-ha)
You better sell your clothes, you ain't even puttin' that shit on right
You better steal your hoes (Shit), bitch n***a, they be with me at night (Yeah)
He tryin' me, but he ain't come close (Nah), I'm shootin' that gun 'cause I'm not gon' fight (Pop)
That boy finna overdose, poppin' all them pills, tryna test your life (Blick-blick-blick)