[Intro: Deego}

Uh

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Uh

Welp, I guess I'm the goat

[Verse 1: Deego]

You see the stains on the hoodie you know that that shit ain't mine

Complex verse was written with no design

I fucked a crack bitch raw I'm willing to do the time

They say nothing forever bout herpes and father time

Still that same old kid black jeans no belt

December nights in Starlets I'm busting out the pelt

Bass so hard this shit gon' be felt

Make you transcend it's my soul to sell

Cash comes out I'm smoking another pack

Call me Killer Croc I'm seeping in through the cracks

In the sewers with the killers and trappers just having laughs

Killing some civilians going to Sunday Mass

Witness me now my life sprayed in chrome

Wrote this shit down the lyrics really won't flow

Put me on the cross and kill me with the stones

Or you put in the squad and 60 in your dome

Bow

[Verse 2: eye.yame & Deego]

It's DiCaprio

He dapping hard and goes

The master funk

The slap a skunk

Shit that always stunk

Cap a capper hard a slap

You might as well kiss and tell

This the hell I'm sleeping in

The den

Might as well

The shit I sell, blood diamonds

Commanded by Simon

Off the hymen I'm straight rhyming

Get it moving like I'm miming

Hear the sermons offering drugs like "mmm sure man"

High as fuck, ten bucks and a can of coke

Might as well smoke

Scope for the dope

Fo sho, fo sho

Hanging on a rope

Last toke sliding on the last slope

Straight ski's, ski's, ski's

Midas pipe, she getting straight deez, deez, deez (Nuts nigga!)

She asking please, please, please (Nuts!)

Maybe later (Nuts!)

See ya, hater (In your face, nuts!)

Peace, peace, peace