Intro (Story Of A Young Goat)

Lyrics

[Intro] (I got so much Enrgy) (It's with a K, dumbass) [Verse] Niggas don't know my real name but wanna bust a boat Niggas won't burn shit, not even toast I just ran through 40 thousand, let's make a toast Never understood why niggas brag on hoes Call me Luda, I threw my niggas bows I just ran up a check like that nigga Boat My granny bought me drugs, I put em' in a tote Niggas gotta understand well I'm a young GOAT I sell so much weed, people lungs tired Niggas die wit' they strap and a gun license Bitch real freaky, yeah she a Pisces She call me a GOAT, so I know she like me Blues on me like I work at Chase So many blues on me, I'm a walking bank Bad bitch named Moesha, shout out Uncle Frank Wet pussy fat ass, she a walkin' lake Wet pussy fat ass, compliment the face Feelin' like Toronto, fuckin' why? 'Cause I'm good with Drake Like my bitch fancy, Birkin bag, different state Young GOAT shit, might tat it on my face Feelin' like Kobe, Bron and MJ You only spent five on your chain, so your drip fake Don't want a taste bitch, just want a milkshake Thought it was some fire, bitch you hit me wit' the click bait Feeling like I lead Tom Brady and Magic Johnson Think I'm having withdrawals, get me a doctor The first song I ever did was on [?] Fuck one of these pussies up, I'm a gynecologist My nigga can't smoke weed, he black and mildin' 9 times out of 10 we black and wildin' Your nigga still in kid sizes, he too childish Feeling like Wilt, Floyd, and Larry Bird Hit the driver first, make the whip smack a curb My niggas masked up like it's the purge Put it on the Quran you can't hit a nerve Made a nigga stop rappin' just with words I'm a young GOAT through this bitch, mark my words