GOATED. (Remix)

Legends on 3, 2, 1

'Cause I'm GOATED, GOATED, GOATED
GOATED, GOATED, GOATED, please
Please don't go there, go there
Go there, go there, go there with me
'Cause I'm GOATED, GOATED
GOATED, GOATED, GOATED, GOATED
GOATED, GOATED, GOATED, GOATED

Barely even got enough change in the meter
Double parked, looking like Bane in a beater
Her friends keep helping detangle the weave
Only jumped in the front seat to play with the speakers
Stuck to my plans, stretching my bands
Plus when I stomp in my customized Vans
Crush like, rush life, plus I got 'em all plus size
Panamera trunk, I hop out the roof, yeah
Dime on my left wrist and she got the flu, yeah
Watch look like Chex Mix, it's supposed to blue, uh
She know it's two seat, so she leave her best friends
Buss down my dad face, your chain is a necklace

'Cause I'm GOATED, GOATED, GOATED
GOATED, GOATED, GOATED, please
Please don't go there, go there, go there
Go there, go there, go there with me
Left wrist golden, right wrist golden
Necklace golden, yes, it's golden
Please don't go there, go there, go there
Go there, go there, go there with me

I had to hit my designer for sneaks
Double dip mine in the bleach, I'm blanco for sure
If I'm popping down Miami Beach
Pull up like Lebron with the Heat (Huh?)
I bought crib in a crib with a office chair
Beach half a mile, but I can't see me walking there
I whip a Tesla, but it ain't no charger there
I call up Co and Brianna and park it there
Top heat, box seats, I'm watching Archer there
Cop lights, stop right, next where my block at, trust fall
Beat I might drop that
Hips on Thee Stallion and Doja her top half, uh
2300 on the horse and I'm Michael
Switching out the character, the strip is like typos

Legends on 3, 2, 1

You tried it
You say you love me like love him, you lying
You know your worth, for what it's worth, I could buy it
Would say it's lonely at the top, but I'm biased
Because I'm only at the top, but you tried it
You say you love me like love him, you lying
You know your worth, for what it's worth, I could buy it
Would say it's lonely at the top, but I'm biased

Okay, I have reloaded
Bitch, I'm GOATED

Walk on this beat like I'm walking to Poland
Got Glocks that I'm holding and guap that I'm throwing
Hoes gon' love a nigga in some Rick Owens
And different color diamonds like I'm Josh Brolin
How many times can I tell you I'm GOATED?
How many times can I tell you I'm GOATED?
How many times can I tell you I'm GOATED
Without niggas acting like they do not know it?
Why sir? See every year I'm getting better as a writer
And when it comes down to the flow, I'm getting nicer
And niggas couldn't name a song, but a cypher
It doesn't matter, 'cause I'm still getting money though
The only reason why you hating, 'cause your money low
And every hundred thousand dollars, there's a hundred hoes
When niggas see you as a GOAT, that's just how it goes
Niggas don't wanna see you do great
Rather they see you fall off and then watch your whole ego deflate
Don't give a damn what you make
I see the jealousy, boy, that's a horrible trait
I spot the hate, no binoculars (Mmm)
This how it feel to be popular (Mmm)
They sending shots, no photographer (Mmm)
Don't give a damn, that ain't stopping me

'Cause I'm GOATED, GOATED, GOATED
GOATED, GOATED, GOATED, please
Please don't go there, go there, go there
Go there, go there, go there with me
Left wrist golden, right wrist golden
Necklace golden, yes, it's golden
Please don't go there, go there, go there
Go there, go there, go there with me, yeah