GOATS

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I just be rocking on shit Ain't gotta be love, they respecting my shit You in the club and your section was lit And they followed you home for your neck and your wrist Look, bro, you can rap but you never was this Drugs and the Draco's, a terrible mix Your plug is a rat, that's a federal brick Don't get all drunk and all goofy The killers salute me, they looking to get on some shit Troopers got me for that bird in my whip I ain't meet no more people up 76 Every eight-ball, a half a gram added The fourteens were twelve and the sevens were six That's how I came up but they fucked the game up The best players died when the fentanyl hit [Chorus] The best players died when the fentanyl hit Still, either way, better watch what you saying 'Cause nowadays you'll end up dead over it Hell of an aura to stack up and focus Like, go out there, see how much bread you can get All of your old heads was probably smokers I probably know 'em from when I sold nicks The best players died when the fentanyl hit Still, either way, better watch what you saying 'Cause nowadays you'll end up dead over it Hell of an aura to stack up and focus Like, go out there, see how much bread you can get All of your old heads was probably smokers I probably know 'em from when I sold nicks [Verse 2] Probably know 'em from selling 'em hard Hustle and robbery, never was fraud There was a body, some said it was ours Investigated but never was charged When you with the killers Already being the killers, shit, better your odds He hit the L, said, "If we living in Hell, that means the devil is God" Bro hit me up like, "You ready or not?" I guess somebody died and they left him in charge When I call an M, they lace up their Timbs Load up they weapons and hop in they cars So how could I not? Look, you go 'gainst the squad, get parked on the spot All of the cops thought I was a junkie All of the junkies thought I was a cop No one would front me, said I was too hot On the run, still tryna get in the mix Lil homie said he's gon' send me some shit When I was down bad, I depended on it But that's what I get, for counting on people I never was with All of my people look dead when they sick The best players died when the fentanyl hit [Chorus] The best players died when the fentanyl hit Still, either way, better watch what you saying 'Cause nowadays you'll end up dead over it Hell of an aura to stack up and focus Like, go out there, see how much bread you can get All of your old heads was probably smokers I probably know 'em from when I sold nicks The best players died when the fentanyl hit