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Goat Cheese

 

Goat Cheese

(Album: 1 Way Out - 2019)


Ya, ya, put on your seatbelt, I see cops (A.R)
My rights are
Ya I know what my rights are
Ya I know what my rights are ya

Police try to pull me over but I know what my rights are
My homie with the dotted license and he got it
I have friends moving left and I got shooters on the right side
Diamonds I can't breathe I just swat it like a mob tie
Came up from these streets been flexing on the court side
Southside where I sleep, day dreaming on the Northside
Catch me lickies and I got 9 been creeping on the other side
Ya, ya, I don't think you wanna really die
Couple youngins they been reckless
I got fake niggas screaming out, "Gang Gang"
Your clout friend is your enemy
Same thing propane how we smoke the shit
I need rubber bands to wrap about these Benjamins
I fucked 3 cuz my exes look for evidence
And I delete all these hoes off of my messages
I chase cheese and I'm feeling like a goat ya
I get goat cheese while these birds be getting wrecked ya

Guess I fuck with 3's cuz it's profit, money, debt ya
I got couple dogs never switch never shuttin up
Pick the Beemer up and I can barely use a pet ya
I just freestyle tell these pussy nigga how I feel
Makes up for the school time where I [?]
Wanna feel the hot shit, got no time to talk shit
On my ride or die shit, foreign whip might crash it
I was broke last year, no hoes last year
And she's in that latest, main bitch a actress
She do acrobatic backflips, and she ride like porno
Cops try to kick the door bout' the dope I sold
I'm just tryna send a load, got a blunt like Lisa Mo ya

Police try to pull me over but I know what my rights are
My homie with the dotted license and he got it
I have friends moving left and I got shooters on the right side
Diamonds I can't breathe I just swat it like a mob tie
Came up from these streets been flexing on the court side
Southside where I sleep, day dreaming on the Northside
Catch me lickies and I got 9 been creeping on the other side
Ya, ya, I don't think you wanna really die
Couple youngins they been reckless
I got fake niggas screaming out, "Gang Gang"
Your clout friend is your enemy
Same thing propane how we smoke the shit
I need rubber bands to wrap about these Benjamins
I fucked 3 cuz my exes look for evidence
And I delete all these hoes off of my messages
I chase cheese and I'm feeling like a goat ya
I get goat cheese while these birds be getting wrecked ya

Ya ya

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