Goal Line

(album: Oblivion - 2017)

[T-Pain & (Blac Youngsta):]
You okay?
You got it? (lil' bitty bitch)
'Need a pat on the back? (whore)
You got it, she worked it out
Hey (stretch), ahh!
Aye, aye, aye, aye (fuck nigga!)

I'm at the goal line (gang, gang)
I'm at the goal line (gang, gang)
Shawty got gold pussy (I swear)
And I hit the goldmine, slow down
I'm at the goal line (fuck nigga!)
I'm at the goal line (gang, gang)
Shawty got gold pussy (whoo)
And I hit the goldmine, slow down

I got the Wraith sitting (uh)
I got your bae sitting (uh)
Four 12's in the trunk (uh)
I got the bass hitting (uh)
You tryna keep yo' bae hitting (lil' bitch)
Keep it tight like a waist trainer (lil' whore)
All my niggas tote guns, don't I? (gang)
All my niggas know your base, ain't a
Shit ain't really safe, ain't a (nah)
You don't think we'll catch a case, ain't a
All of my niggas got GPS
All of my niggas show up at your place, ain't a
I move that weight like I'm weight-gaining
I push that weight like I'm weight-training
Hey, I'll pull my "Trump" card, I'ma run the fucking USA, ain't a
(Ayy, ayy)

I'm at the goal line (gang, gang)
I'm at the goal line (lil' bitch!)
Shawty got gold pussy (whoo)
And I hit the goldmine, slow down
I'm at the goal line (damn!)
I'm at the goal line (aw, yeah)
Shawty got gold pussy
And I hit the goldmine, slow down

[Blac Youngsta:]
These lil' niggas fake, ain't it (gang gang)
I gotta steak on my plate, ain't it (whoo)
Y'all lil' niggas tryna eat (boss)
We don' already ate, ain't it (fuck nigga)
You a lil' bit too late, ain't it, moved my mama out the hood, she straight, ain't it
Pour up a four in my Phantom
Pour another four, that's a whole 'nother eight, ain't it
I'm at the goal line with a thick and red bitch
And she won't slow down
My bitch so fine, she don't let me fuck her friend 'cause that bitch low-down
So, I fuck that bitch anyway
I don't love my bitch anyway
I be like "bitch get out my face" and that lil' bitch always be in the way (lil' bitch)
Cock block (gang), thot thot (ah)
La La (uh), gimme top top
Laptop
I don't fuck my fans (whore)
I don't wanna meet your fam (whore)
I don't fuck with you lil' bitch, don't you shake my hand (whore)
(Gang, gang)

[T-Pain & (Blac Youngsta):]
I'm at the goal line (gang, gang)
I'm at the goal line (gang, gang)
Shawty got gold pussy (I swear)
And I hit the goldmine, slow down
I'm at the goal line (fuck nigga)
I'm at the goal line (gang, gang)
Shawty got gold pussy
And I hit the goldmine, slow down

I'm in that SS (uh)
My shit the best, yes (uh)
I'm pushing 130, plus I'm riding dirty, that shit like a stress test (uh)
After-party go down at the mansion
We gon' leave that bitch a mess, yes (whoo)
Booty and the beast, I need two at least
Bitch, be our guest, yes
Let's just fuck in a better life (nah)
That'll be hella right (scared)
Two chicks kissing in the bath tub, now they mega-tight (ugh)
They was already friends (ah)
Now they better friends (ooh)
Baby, don't hold back (lil' bitch)
Baby, just let her in (lil' whore)
She 'bout to be bae, ain't a
Both of y'all on the way, ain't a
All of my bitches got GPS
All of my bitches show up at my place, ain't a
That dick make 'em feel like they weight-training
I hit 'em with it, and they can't take it
You been fucking with them clown-ass niggas, baby, come and get your face painted, ain't it
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

I'm at the goal line (gang, gang)
I'm at the goal line (gang, gang)
Shawty got gold pussy (I swear)
And I hit the goldmine, slow down
I'm at the goal line (fuck nigga)
I'm at the goal line (gang, gang)
Shawty got gold pussy
And I hit the goldmine, slow down

(Lil' bitch!)