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Yeah, yeah (I-I-I—) Brr (I-I-I—) Yeah, yeah, yeah (I'm working on dying) Yeah, yeah (BNYX) Backseat of the Ghost, they call me the GOAT They stealing my flows and they call me the GOAT And they stealing my flows, and that's murder she wrote Fucking this bitch on the boat and she giving me throat And they got me like, "Woah," I ain't never been no ho But I'm loving her throat and it got me like, "Woah" Gotta slut a lil' bitch down And we got hundred rounds, we'll shut a bitch down And we going up, boy, I'll get 'em gun downed In this bitch rocking Celine They ain't stopping my cheese, and my Patek on freeze Just got her on the team now she got double Ds, Ds, Ds, Ds And she a neat freak, got her on her knees She sucking my meat, she do it so clean She having a feast, this bitch a beast, this bitch is a beast My brother and them shipping them Ps, she keeping it P Got ass in her jeans, she don't wanna leave This bitch is a freak, she wanna get geeked All of us real double R and we in double R All this for these cars, we real superstars Letras de cancionesYeah, yeah, hop in that bitch, make it skrrt [?] I'm fried, I'm higher than God We rich than a bitch and yeah, we be them boys Yeah, yeah, you reach and I'm killing you, boy The switch, it make noise, I got this lil' rod Pockets on steroids, yeah, I'm going far, I ain't getting lost Tell me what it cost, you know I'm a boss And I stand on law but it's fuck the law, yeah, these diamonds frost She hop on my log [?] she rip off my drawers Off a Oxy, ain't taking no bars You diss me [?] but don't hop in that car If I make that lil' call then I make his ass fall, fall, fall, fall, fall Popping tags when I'm up in the mall That nasty lil' bitch, yeah, from up in the mall She look at my Patek, now I'm in her walls, walls, walls, walls, walls Backseat of the Ghost, they call me the GOAT They stealing my flows and they call me the GOAT And they stealing my flows, and that's murder she wrote Fucking this bitch on the boat she giving me throat And they got me like, "Woah," I ain't never been no ho But I'm loving her throat and it got me like, "Woah" Gotta slut a lil' bitch down (I-I-I—) And we got hundred rounds, we'll shut a bitch down And we going up, boy, I'll get 'em gun downed (I-I-I—) In this bitch rocking Celine (I'm working on dying) They ain't stopping my cheese, and my Patek on freeze (BNYX) Just got her on the team now she got double Ds, Ds, Ds, Ds From Letras Mania