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Bitch I'm the goat we taking off like we on a rocket

Getting so rich and taking ya bitch and you can not stop it

When i was a jit i looked at that shit and couldn't even cop it

Now money so big like how do that shit even fit in pocket

Speaking of pockets I got the flow

These niggas they know

This for the mob

They know that it's hard they get it fasho

Stripper hoe like the way them bands fall right on the floor

Someone gotta come and get they man's I ain't fuckin' with bro

Fishing for attention

Boy just stop with all that flexing

Keep my name up out ya mouth

Don't know why I'm ever mentioned

Don't know why the fuck you stressing

All that gossiping and texting

Why you playing with yo life

Know it's nothing but a blessing

Bitch I'm the goat we taking off like we on a rocket

Getting so rich and taking ya bitch and you can not stop it

When i was a jit i looked at that shit and couldn't even cop it

Now money so big like how do that shit even fit in pocket