[Hook: BTK]
Cope a new whip, man that's goals
Own a house up in the hills, man that's goals
Couple commas in the bank, man that's goals
Poppin' bottles with the clique, man that's goals
Hoes in the studio, that's goals
Gold chains for the bros, man that's goals
Momma happy that I made it, man that's goals
Just to say I'm successful, man that's goals
[Verse 1: BTK]
Tryna change
Makin' change like Bill Gates
I'm happy with the day ones
Who can still wait
It's hard to keep the momentum
When you spill faith
But now days
Only thing I really feels weight
From the city to the end of the 6
Ion fuck with anybody
'Cept the ones up in the clique
And a bottle of the Gin
That we had the other night
Heard the only way to make it
Boy it comes with a price
Well if that's the case
Send the contract to make it right
Everybody want some beef
Go ahead and cut a slice
Gimme a lighter, lemme light it up
Hit the shit twice, double tappin' on the blunt
Now I lost my fuckin' mind
Almost 5 years strong, still I'm in my fuckin' prime
They ain't peakin' yet boy
They still ease droppin' rhymes
Long as we still catchin' bodies on the beat
We doing fine
I can't really explain, I guess we one of a kind
But god damn I wanna
[Hook: BTK]
[Verse 2: BTK]
Man that's goals, man that's goals
Go ahead and make a milli off the best flow
Record a mainstream song and make a mess
After bodyin' all these beats
Just put em where the rest go
If we end up gettin' out, we'll make the best shows
No bakery in the county, but have the best dough
Buy em chains on chains to make the neck gold
And when we come back to the 6
We have to flex hoes
Yeah yeah
Don't really text though
If you wanna conversate
Get in the bed slow
Just lemme get ahold of the digits
I when come back with commas
I'll make it rain dear
Without the red nose
Gah damn, this instrumentals a trip
Hallucinogenic flow
Still used the minute hoes
Get loose in the Benz
Hold my juice, cause I'm finna go
Into the goals hook, my soul shook
And cold, cause I wanna just
[Hook: BTK]
[Verse 3: Hvy]
Squad goals, no relationship
Came from the bottom and ain't fakin' it
I take ya shit, I make ya quit singin', on the real tip
Pop a seal, sip, pop ya seal team 6
When we kill the 6, tracks in a night if I feel it
Still illin' with Trvp and we really SikWidIT
The rhymes is acidic as it getcha'
Best to not, fuck with it
Ridin' through the city in a Civic
Gettin' twisted with a nifty bitch
Ya dig it? Gettin' foolish
Stick it to ya like the man in the 60's
I demand all the riches that's goals
Do not give a fuck bout so and so, no
Flow, still goin', oh bet, so wet, bitch soaked
Sauced up, no floppin', no stoppin'
Until we bossed up and, I bethca we bout them goals
We bout that gold, won't fold under pressure
No hoe in my blood, 'stead of goin' in
I get it out the mud fa'sho, heavy