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letra de still the g.o.a.t - funny marie

verse 1
yeah, i’ma stack that cheese, got more than keys to the safe (woo)
i’ma put these hoes on notice and make ’em feel the heat (yeah)
came up out the mud and them n-ggas ain’t believe (nah)
made a couple plays, no letters in that mail, b-tch (skrrt)
put my name in these streets, they gonna have to bring the van (skrrt skrrt)
cookin’ up dope tracks and servin’ like a business man (skrrt skrrt)
my clique always clean and ready to get foreign bands (uh)
take a sip of this drank, turn your face to the beam
yeah, i’m the man on the block, they can’t stand to see me (nah)
call up on my dawg, get you caught with that heat (skrrt)
can’t roll with us if your pockets ain’t deep (nah)
my n-ggas remain calm, we don’t need a speech (yeah)
my b-tch ain’t talkin’ facts, we gon pull out her t–th (yes way)
chorus
haters always talkin’, they ain’t never seen the check (cheque)
got me actin’ devilish but still i keep it real (real)
in that foreign, gettin’ lifted up like a ferris wheel (skrt)
we in the back of the club, vibin’ like a chill (uh huh)
move ’round too quick, can’t touch me; still (nah)
my moves always clean, no need to move with a drill (drill)
i’m the g.o.a.t., no time for ’em to be still!
verse 2
i’ma put the block on lock, got that hammer in the whip (skrrt)
that’s my city, give respect or take a trip (uh)
yea i come from the mud and i never slip (nah)
get rid of my enemies, send them home in a zip (buh)
my n-ggas wilder than the wild west, we don’t cuff ’em for sh-t (nah)
my clique grind hard and when it comes to money, we get it (get it)
my flow unique, they can never mimic (nah)
can’t f-ck with my level, i’m out here stuntin’ like a g (yeah)
catch me in the mood b-tch youre dead meat
human: verse 3
got bad b-tch wit me she a ten i’ma take my bad b-tch to the top it ain’t no pretend (nah)
she on a mission, we poppin’ bottles in the benz (uh huh)
she know i’m ’bout my business, never have to call a friend (no)
my n-ggas always keep it real, no time for pretend (oh)
these b-tches cappin’, they can’t handle that heat (oh)
send through that west side, k!ll a track and never sleep (nah)
i’ma keep it real and stack that check, let ’em see (let ’em see)
chorus
yeah, haters always talkin’, they ain’t never seen the check (cheque)
got me actin’ devilish but still i keep it real (real)
in that foreign, gettin’ lifted up like a ferris wheel (skrt)
we in the back of the club, vibin’ like a chill (uh huh)
move ’round too quick, can’t touch me; still (nah)
my moves always clean, no need to move with a drill (drill)
i’m the g.o.a.t., no time for ’em to be still!
verse 4
i’ma take this game to another level, it ain’t no doubt (nah)
my n-ggas on the block don’t accept no bullsh-t in they house (no)
you can catch me sippin’ lean, i’ma stay high as a cloud (yeah)
got them b-tches feelin’ me, now they’ll never back out (uh huh)
show me all the respect, no need for a crowd (crowd)
squad full of goons and we know how to get down (yeah)
no time for these hoes, i’m too busy stackin’ up dough (stack it up)
i got it locked, you can tell just by my flow (go)
verse 5
bad b-tches, they all know my name (it’s me)
my flow always cold like a blizzard in the game (uh huh)
i’ma keep it real, put that g in my veins (yeah)
got them hoes mad as h-ll, my style is insane (ooh)
lookin’ for a fight? well, you better watch what you say (uh huh)
my n-ggas wilder than a pack of wolves in the daze (wild)
never gonna be broke, i’m stacking up cheese like a maze (skrrt skrrt)
b-tches try to step to me, i put ’em off their feet (off)
my n-ggas up time to school these b-tches like a
hall pass yeah, i’ma take ’em to class (skrrt)
demon time and i got ’em all in a trance (yeah)
b-tches know my name, they can’t forget the last (no)
my n-ggas stay strapped, they don’t need no mass (skrrt skrrt)
my style too sick, these b-tches gettin’ sick (sick)
live life makin’ money, no time for no trick (trick)
bridge
i’ma keep it trill, i don’t rap for a check (no)
no matter what, i’ma always a g.o.a.t. on the set! (aye) my n-ggas got the hook up, never gettin’ shook (uh huh)
my money longer than a marathon, ain’t no joke (no joke)
don’t try to start a beef, we don’t want that smoke (smoke)
gotta keep it real, if you in my city, then you know (you know)
fo’-fo’ with the beam and them bullets go ching (ching)
i’ma stack ’em up, i don’t care what the hoes think (huh?)
stay high as a rock, never standin’ on the brink (no)
my style too cold, got ’em shiverin’ like a drink (yeah)
chorus
yeah, haters always talkin’, they ain’t never seen the check (cheque)
got me actin’ devilish but still i keep it real (real)
in that foreign, gettin’ lifted up like a ferris wheel (skrt)
we in the back of the club, vibin’ like a chill (uh huh)
move ’round too quick, can’t touch me; still (nah)
my moves always clean, no need to move with a drill (drill)
i’m the g.o.a.t., no time for ’em to be still!
outro
i’ma stay on top, hoes better get the deal (real)!

- funny marie

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