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G.O.A.T.
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Hip-Hop/Rap
G.O.A.T. was released on September 28, 2018 by Only One Records, LLC as a part of the album The Only One 2
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Release DateSeptember 28, 2018
LabelOnly One Records, LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Only One Felipe
Only One Felipe
Performer
Daniel Legette
Daniel Legette
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Only One Felipe
Only One Felipe
Songwriter
Daniel Legette
Daniel Legette
Songwriter
TraVon Williams
TraVon Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Legette
Daniel Legette
Producer
Justin Swinnie
Justin Swinnie
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Felipe
[Verse 2]
Ooh bitch, I'm the muhfuckin' G.O.A.T.
Talk down, I put my dick in your bitch throat
She wanna get in for free at my show
Ima fuck and I still tell that bitch "No"
Label keep callin', I put 'em on hold
Diamond froze, I caught a cold
I got more tools than Home Depot or Lowe's
Three for one, fill up licking my toes
Bitch, won't stop until I get rich
Fuck, I put in work this ain't luck
You **** playin' the booth ain't finna rob me at the stoop
My AK in the booth?
[Verse 3]
He ain't really 'bout it bitch, who
Hands like a dentist and I got your tooth
I'm gon' get that Bentley and knock out the roof
Slow stupid like it dropped out of school
The fuck? You **** know what's up
I'm going nothing but up
I ain't get nothing but fucked
Yeah, Ima dog, so what?
You fell in love with a slut
I fell in love with the money
I fell in love with a Glock
The only friend that I got
He gon' p-p-p-p-pop
If you try and take what I got
For you pocket watchin' ****, that's a whole lot
[Verse 4]
I'm comin' straight for the top
They holdin' us like it wasn't gon' drop
Then do my features like I wasn't gon' pop
See through ****, you ain't nothin' but ops
I hate I ever became cool with you ****
You not, that don't make me make fools of you ****
Forgot that I went to high school with you ****
You talk down, I slide down, you clueless, my ****?
[Verse 5]
That's how I'm comin, these **** said hundred
But hundreds changed, ****, that don't mean nothin'
I'm the same **** that'll be fuckin' your baby mama
While you tuckin' your son in
I took a trip out to London
I show my black ass in this Burberry London
V-12 got it hummin', gas guzzler, you ain't payin' gas, I ain't comin'
Yeah, if it ain't my money, ain't no discussion
The way your girl suck me, it's so disgusting
She see me and go shit, but I ain't rushin'
And now way I'm testing, you playin', I'm bustin'
[Verse 6]
Shit on them ****, don't flush
Sorry not sorry, I don't give a fuck
No I cannot get enough, countin' up get me a rush
I cannot show you no love
That shit'll get you killed
Ima shark, you a shrimp
You gonna pay her, Ima pimp her
More flows that a river, clip longer than a limo
When I'm driving out a rental
Lord, forgive me, Ima sinner
Henn'y killin' off my liver
Stick drinkin' like a pirate
Still tryna buy the Audi
[Verse 7]
If I want it Ima get it
I know you **** ain't with me
Ridin' round with the semi
Bring out the bike, Ima pop a wheelie
You think about robbin', your thoughts is silly
You think about thousands, I'm thinkin' millies
You thinkin' she loyal, I'm thinkin', really?
Pics all on my DM to show bitch titties
I fucked up back in the view of the city
[Verse 8]
Ooh, I just can't stop, I'm on go
First one gettin' top on the post
First one to drop like I did
Only one still doin' numbers
I feel like droppin' some more
I feel like I'm the new Wayne
You **** not in my lane
All of you **** is closed
Thought you could stop me, you wrong
Thought I would fall off, bitch, no
Bitch, I'm the muhfuckin' G.O.A.T.
Written by: Daniel Legette, Felipe, TraVon Williams
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