[Verse]

Ain't shit certain but death

To make it out of here takes a certain finesse

Died trying to earn him a rep

It's codes to this shit, you gotta learn to respect

Really I'll turn up for less

Like who now? It ain't even worth it to guess

Your man gone, now you looking nervous and next

And you gonna end up right with him on a shirt with some text

[Pre-Chorus]

I'ma burn up a check

Let my little Brody cook him, he a personal chef

That nigga learned from the best

Got a plug in the Carolinas, I ain't personally met

But if you ain't paying homage, I'ma sеrvice the debt

You know I'm lockеd with the steppers, you niggas not with the pressure

The bully bark from the cupboard, that fully stock on the dresser

I'll pull his card, he a sucker, you know we rockin' the leather

My nigga's not finna let up, he on ya block with the extras

[Chorus]

Little twizzy on a stain, you can ask gang

A little Internet fame got his ass flamed

I told Ameer bust it down, leave the back plain

That's why this bitch in my whip got your last name

Two down, one up top on the four

Leave the car running, little Cuddy knock on the door

Why the ones ain't 'bout it stay talking the most?

At least say it with your chest when you talk to the G.O.A.T

[Drop]

It's codes to this shit, you gotta learn to respect

Say it with your chest when you talk to the G.O.A.T

It's codes to this shit, you gotta learn to respect

Say it with your chest when you talk to the G.O.A.T

[Pre-Chorus]

I'ma burn up a check

Let my little Brody cook him, he a personal chef

That nigga learned from the best

Got a plug in the Carolinas, I ain't personally met

But if you ain't paying homage, I'ma service the debt

You know I'm locked with the steppers, you niggas not with the pressure

The bully bark from the cupboard, that fully stock on the dresser

I'll pull his card, he a sucker, you know we rockin' the leather

My nigga's not finna let up, he on ya block with the extras

[Chorus]

Little twizzy on a stain, you can ask gang

A little Internet fame got his ass flamed

I told Ameer bust it down, leave the back plain

That's why this bitch in my whip got your last name

Two down, one up top on the four

Leave the car running, little Cuddy knock on the door

Why the ones ain't 'bout it stay talking the most?

At least say it with your chest when you talk to the G.O.A.T

[Pre-Drop]

It's codes to this shit, you gotta learn to respect

[Drop]

Say it with your chest when you talk to the G.O.A.T