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G.O.A.T
Hip-Hop/Rap
G.O.A.T was released on May 16, 2025 by Larkin as a part of the album LARKIN
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AlbumLARKIN
Release DateMay 16, 2025
LabelLarkin
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Larkin
Larkin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noel Gustav Jonas Lärksäter
Noel Gustav Jonas Lärksäter
Songwriter
Anton Stertman
Anton Stertman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
!AS
!AS
Producer

Lyrics

!AS on the track
Fireworks up high, lighting up the night
In this wild ride, everything feels right
Party like a G O A T, never looking back
Fuck the cops, fuck the pigs
We runnin' this track, doing donuts in the lot
Just like in the hand of a pig, we always dreamin' big
Ring ring
Oh fuck, what was that?
Oh I know your bitch just hit me up
She wanted more than just a taste from my cup
Dance floor shaking, yeah we bringin' the heat
Ain't no sad vibes, only fire when AS is on the beat
Friday nights we hit the town, coke got me rushed up
And we're feeling loud, shorty smiles, screaming fast
"I just want this night to last!"
Fireworks up high, lighting up the night
In this wild ride, everything feels right
Pass the blunt, let it spark again
Party like a G O A T, never looking back
Fuck the cops, fuck the pigs
We runnin' this track, doing donuts in the lot
Just like in the hand of a pig, we always dreamin' big
Ring ring
Oh fuck, what was that?
Oh I know your bitch just hit me up
She wanted more than just a taste from my cup
We're blazing in the air under the stars
Ganja in the air, we're dreaming so far
So here's to the nights we'll never forget
Burning bright dreams, no regrets
With my heart full of laughs and the stars in sight
Let's keep on blazing, it's a party tonight
Fireworks up high, lighting up the night
In this wild ride, everything feels right
Pass the blunt, let it spark again
Party like a G O A T, never looking back
Fuck the cops, fuck the pigs
We runnin' this track, doing donuts in the lot
Just like in the hand of a pig, we always dreamin' big
Ring ring
Oh fuck, what was that?
Oh I know your bitch just hit me up
She wanted more than just a taste from my cup
Written by: Anton Stertman, Noel Gustav Jonas Lärksäter
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