Lyrics:
some hope
Nigga, I'm G.O.A.T
Nigga, I'm G.O.A.T
I'm covered by Allah, man, you niggas can't touch me
Pocket rockets gone go blahh, after pushing that
"I'm not going econ-, um, economy")
Yeah, right, why?
(Stormzy is my son)
Brap
I've been the G.O.A.T. for so long I guess it's not excitin' when I
us X-Lax
E.S.G. and Double D, so motherfucker respect that we some
[Hook]
[Double D]
We ghetto fabulous, we run hoes in condos
Them dumb hoes that
I'm from the jungle with the concrete streets
You don't want to rumble wit the real O.G.'s
Man I'll plant ya like a chronic seed
And ya girl done
the air
One time for the westside, westside, let me see them
Hands up in the air, the air (what? D-Town)
And two times if you love G.O.O.D. Music
Hands
the air
One time for the westside, westside, let me see them
Hands up in the air, the air (what? D-Town)
And two times if you love G.O.O.D. Music
Hands
Buachaill o/n e/ireann me/'s bhe/as faoi fe/in caili/n deas o/g,
Ni/ iarr fain bo/ spre/ le/ithe ta/ me/ fe/in saibhir go leor,
's liom corcaigh 'a/
a buck-fifty horses for the forces
Breakin' homies and seperatin' like divorces
I'ma show you G, to a T
D-O double G the P-O-U-N to the D
We'll leave you
my matter put for your head oh
Because baba God bless d boy na so you dey vex oh
Thank God say man no be God o I for don regret oh
As you dey see me
I'm addicted then
That body body bout to make me O.D
That body body bout to make me O.D
That body body bout to make me O.D
That body body bout to make
c'o sound ca zomp
Sott comme 'a n'anacond vott c'a man na bomb
Gir pe mar e pe mont
Vir ca chell t rong stong miezz a real talk
Keep calm e sientete
trinity
That's why I say
Some call him Papa, some call him Jah
It's whatever yo, He's my star so
I call him G.O.D.
Some say He's the man upstairs
pump)
Who am I? (The S-N-Double-O-P)
Nickname (Silky Smell)
Last name (D-O-double-G, pump, pump)
The behavior and the flavor that I found
Makes me
her that D, 'cause that's where I was born and raised in
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm
whenever the hood Rico activate
It's the prince of rap bitch, I won't ever abdicate
Billy after a billi' let me elaborate, ah'hem
I'm a G-O-A-T that's why
era, man are G for dis
That RA gangster grime, that greazy shit
It's all real
They can't tek man's sauce still
Free up Fems, Weeps, Snap, Goddy
Fam,
Yeah O.G. O.G. you ain't gotta know me
On these tracks go O.D.
That's for G.O.D.
Strow I'm foolin on this one
Ight let me get serious
Look and it go
Music, must be the G in me, must be the G in me
Must be the D in me, must be the D in me
Look, I gather that i'm a problem, must be the D in me
First
Yeah, yeah,
It's another one of those,
Snoop D-O-Double G, L.T. Hutton thangs
Yeah, we all off up in the hills right about now
It's about two in
the fuckin guest
Two sides of the globe we cope to get the money man
Besides the road is for the strong
So Let the hunt begin!
We be going G.L.O.B.A.L.
G
man Swann, the buddah junkie
[Rock] When you come through the door, what do you see?
[Lidu Rock] Lidu Rock, Twany Ranks, and D-O-G
[Rock] If you come
sake
Keep G.O.D close
That's the only way
I been going through it
But I'm here
And its no man that I fear
Hold yo head up
Whip them tears
Check
Not 2 it's 3
You, me and G O D
Shooting my shot like C O D
Got my head spinning like a DVD
Silver lining like from a silver screen
Way too hot like I
Everyday, blatantly
No, you're mistaken
My names Jamie, also known as O O D
'Cause if I got a G I'm good!
Plus bare girls know me from the hood
But I ain't
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