[Intro]

I know it's been waiting for me

The timing is sacred for me

If I were you, I'd consider this poppin', go raise your standards shorty

I got cats chasin' clout like a mouse, check the flick of the laser pointing

This a layup for me

I'm fucking the game up with its arm behind its back like a waiter pourin'

[Verse 1]

Player one in this bitch, let me go off

I see a snake in my lane, it's not roadblock, it's roadkill

I'm going over the bar like a pole vault

Your man check me out like I'm leaving the hotel

People burned bridges with me so we don't talk

Quiеt as hell as they ride on my coattails

I don't makе rounds in the room like a show dog

I'd rather watch the paint dry on my toenails

Wholesale stock going up

I get frustrated and feel like I don't do enough

This is not two-hand touch, so don't push me

Last year I leaned back and now I'm sitting up

I love when they're kissing up

Drop a book, they pick it up

Turned up last night, drive the boat, I'm Mrs. Puff

Now I'm flipping samples, look, the chin is tucked

None of you making moves, saw you pick your dribble up

[Verse 2]

Still pushing a whip with a eight track in it

I'm finally getting playoff minutes

See 'em hosting a séance to rap on beats I killed, they shouldn't prey on victims

I'm worried 'bout your brain cognition

White girls in the booth, keep your spray-ons hidden

They read every post like the paywall's lifted

Then copy me, now I gotta trademark bitches

Damn, 'til I'm pushing daisies

You do too much to say the least

Director when I step out, making a scene

Crossover to pop, I be breaking the knees

I don't play though, no ancient Greece

Nobody in the scene fazing me

Baby, think they tryna haze me

They keep my name in their mouth 'cause it's tasty

Flow on time, I don't ever pay a late fee

Pinky up when I rap, I'm a lady

I'm a Dame in the city, can't trade me

From the 'burbs but no sub ever made me

[Bridge]

Come on, I get DM's from all of your boyfriends

They slide in like shoes with no lace on

To take me on a trip, fuck me on the beach, and then hit the pool like Draymond

(Stop fucking playing with me, man)

[Verse 3]

I really do this, I don't need to prove it

I know they can see by the way that I'm moving

My parents gave me this name, I can't be losing

I'm taking the castle, I'm already moved in

I'll CC my realtor so he can be looped in

I'm shootin' like fifty from the field, sixty from the field

Seventy, boy, I'm really hoopin'

Man, look I was doing this 'fore they all swooped in

I've been a hound with it, my ears are drooping

I'm dragging, I'm catching the rats, put my tooth in 'em

They call me "Wynne" but "The G.O.A.T." is my pseudonym

So what's a mountain to me?

Everyone raps these days, but it's not amounting to me

I'm not new to this, this what a student is

Can't reproduce what I do like I neutered it

(Come on, lemme talk)

[Verse 4]

I had to stop playing with all my potential, my people rely on me

I met the labels five years ago, I told them, "No, keep your eye on me"

'Cause my only competition's in the mirror

Busy lending my shoulders and ringing out tears in my shirts from my mom, I was letting her cry on me

Watched my momentum all die on me

Coming from tour, driving through Wyoming, hearing 'bout COVID

I hit a wall, that shit took a while for me

I lost it all, team members went silent on me

I was wildin', homie

We lost twenty racks on all that shit

We were gonna make it back on those trips

They were cancelled

I couldn't hold candles to who I was, look what it channeled

Been sleeping in the studio for like ten days

Never home but working to get the rent paid

Show want my face on the bill like I'm Ben Frank

But I can't add 'em like Wednesday

My schedule is busy, haven't seen inside of my friends place in months

But got time to kiss on your girl in a French way

That's tough, bro

Stop watching Endgame, my love, and go buy a bedframe

[Verse 5]

I still been rollin' with the same crew

Pulled up in a jersey and it's baby blue

'22, I was in the weight room

Put the girl in the game like I'm raiding tombs

'23 gonna be the breakthrough

Watch out for me 'cause I'm on a run

No losses, put that on my funds

From here on out, it's only 101

Wynne and Ty, we never lose

Catch us in a coupe two-seater, no paper, loose leafin'

Ride or die, we got no ceiling, roof leaving

Truth serum, we stay in your ears like hoop earrings

Who's nearing us? Nobody, more money

Walk anywhere in the city, they hang up my coat for me

No running from it

Still donate my show money

Move the same way that I did 'fore you noticed me

[Verse 6]

I set the mark, bitch

Show me the bullseye, I aim in the dark

He want me to slide, I'll go to the park

I cannot fuck him, he looks like a nark

I know his pants what your man got his hand in

I'm bookin', I'm bringing the bands in

The motion, what I got my plans in

Look, we not in Kansas

I put away tre's like the plane's being landed

I dedicated my life to this

That's the crown, got my eye on it

See that trash? Put your feelings inside of it

Stack up a pile of it

How could you ask if I'm writing this?

While you always take it left like Stoudamire

What you thought was fire

I'm the fat lady singing, now the operas quiet

I heard your flow, I was not inspired

Put your mic down, go take out your Roth IRA

[Bridge]

Ella, ella, ayy

Rap around whoever's left, over like it's cellophane

Tell Cedric I'm not entertained

Y'all not fucking relative like Kevin Gates

Got KevOnStage taking jokes back

Twitter been toe tagged

Your rollout should've been rolled back

No more highs like a low pass

Only goodbyes, I'm 'bouta get rich off of the notes app

[Verse 7]

Don't ask, don't tell, minding my own

Gained respect from the GOAT's off of rhyming alone

The reception been wild like I'm hiking a throw

How I cope with a L? Shit, how would I know?

I'm running home after third base with your man

Look, that wasn't a plan, but he's fine like tolls

First he saw the 'Gram, then he saw the show

I let him come backstage, you know how it goes

And my arch so good you could shoot three's from it

Make him slow down, speed bump it

He goes home and reruns it, nasty mean mugging

Yelling cuss words, not whispering sweet nothings

Style so clean you could eat from it

If you did what I did, you'd probably tweet something

Story unravels, I'm pulling a string from it

Just call me Monk, the way I'ma leak something

[Bridge]

I've been at this for about two days

Team like Voulez-Vous Coucher

Always say they tryna hit some spots but I rarely come around these days

Shoutouts to Itay, keeping me focused

Check and balance when we call the plays

Raf and Smyth been my bros like Jonas

So you know we've been through the breaks

[Verse 8]

Show me a bag and I'm in it

This a new era like fitted

Plant it and pivot

Shot it on film but I couldn't have script it

Get out the booth and I'm fixing my lipstick

If I hurt your feelings, come here and I'll kiss it

Dropping the sequel to make it tradition

Sleeping on me, I can feel it

But give it a year, I'll feel different

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