Xolo - rac$an≠ Lyrics

He was the best guy around
What about the people he murdered?
What murder?
Gang
Gang
Gang
I'm tryna' tell these niggas I' m the GOAT, they ain't wanna believe me

She say I'm the GOAT, dick in her throat
Aim at his head, tag on his toe
That boy is a bitch, he don't want smoke
All blue faces like I am a Loc
You is not kin, bitch, you is not my folk
Uh, uh, uh, aye, gang
I'm in a fast car, this not a nascar
I got the dope in the back in a glass jar
Ridin' in a Demon, this not a Jaguar
Them niggas told me I wouldn't get that far
Now, I'm up top, house cost a lot
He talkin' shit, put him on Fox
I'm tryna' shoot, not tryna' box
That's not yo' wife, that bitch is a bop
She suckin' cock, runnin' from cops
She set you up, now we all at yo' spot
F*ck all the opps
F*cked that bitch, now she gettin' blocked
All backdoors, I'm keepin' them locked
We bad as hell, throwin' them rocks
Not from New York, I'm keepin' a knock
I'm high as hell, sippin' on wock'
I'm the GOAT, you not

I'm the GOAT, you not
Walk him down fresh as f*ck, Kay Flock
Shout jayboul, he put you in a box
Backdoor who? What? Niggas'll hit you in yo' top
We not chasing hoes, tryna' get to the quap
You niggas broke, I don't know how you find something funny
Go to Saks Fifth, f*ck it off for all the times a young nigga was bummy
Bluefaces in my pocket Chrisean Rock
Kick a nigga door down just like the swat
AR Pistol got 50 plus shots
They think they spinners, f*ck it, kill the whole car
Gang
They think spinners, f*ck it, kill the whole car
Beat up the ride, now they can't slide
We makin' niggas duck and dive
And yo' ass can get faced
We leavin' niggas on the pavement, don't play
17 in that clip but it hold 38
If a nigga play, guarantee his ass gon' get faced
Run up on my side of town and yo' ass gon' get baked
And we don't play with niggas, yo' ass can get ate like plate
Chop with a switch, we blow at his face
That boy tried to run but ain't fast on his feet
We was slidin' broad day, we didn't have no mask
My niggas up front, so I put on a tee
Don't think that it's sweet, if we catch you broad day, niggas'll still put you on a tee

That chop got a switch and it blow at my opponents
We get in that truck and we runnin' you over

These niggas ain't on shit, they claimin' they do
These niggas, they run up, they ass gettin' boomed
Glock got a switch and I'm boomin' at you, damn
F*ck you and yo' crew

Gang way
Motion Gang with First Class to my dick
F*ck y'all niggas, y'all ain't on shit
Show me a band, y'all can't do it, ahh