DJ Drama - GOAT Talk lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama & Lakeyah] Alright, so Lakeyah was explaining me that you the female G.O.A.T Well, that just means there's one thing to do (Lakeyah) You gotta bar up on these ni**as (The female G.O.A.T) Let's go [Chorus] I call myself the hardest but fu*k it they all know (They all know) I ain't worried 'bout no haters, like fu*k it, they all broke (Them hoes broke) Any b*tch got pressure with me, it's fu*k it, want all smoke (Tell 'em) And I look up to the greatest, it's like fu*k it, we all G.O.A.Ts (it's go time) Lakeyah talkin' sh*t up on these beats, call that G.O.A.T talk (G.O.A.T talk) Get the money first, fu*k the beef, call that G.O.A.T talk (G.O.A.T talk) Ayy, real bosses sit back and never speak, call that G.O.A.T talk (G.O.A.T talk) They vouchin' from the from the burbs to the streets, that's that G.O.A.T talk [Verse 1] Ayy, heard these b*tches say they comin' with it, what they waitin' for? (What they waitin' for?) I put b*tches on in the city, what they hatin' for? (Ayy) I've been spittin' and rippin' these b*tches, what I'm changin' for? (I ain't changin') Treat the bookings like a dine and dash, I get the cake and go (Ayy) And these b*tches got vendettas with me (Ayy) Know I keep them steppers with me (I do) I keep the smoker full and he gon' pull, so that's my heavy hitter (Brr) And I ain't actin' different, b*tches just not on this level with us (They ain't) And the industry might call my ass Mariah, the way I carry b*tches (Yeah) [Chorus] I call myself the hardest but fu*k it they all know (Yeah) I ain't worried 'bout no haters, like fu*k it, they all broke (Them hoes broke) Any b*tch got pressure with me, it's fu*k it, want all smoke (Smoke) And I look up to the greatest, it's like fu*k it, we all G.O.A.Ts Lakeyah talkin' sh*t up on these beats, call that G.O.A.T talk (G.O.A.T talk) Get the money first, fu*k the beef, call that G.O.A.T talk (G.O.A.T talk) Ayy, real bosses sit back and never speak, call that G.O.A.T talk (G.O.A.T talk) They vouchin' from the from the burbs to the streets, that's that G.O.A.T talk [Verse 2] Yeah, uh, I don't call it shìt talkin' no more, I call that G.O.A.T talk (G.O.A.T talk) Pockets gettin' bigger, think my bank account got botox All these b*tches basic, I'm 10/10 in faces (Yeah) They spent a bag on a ni**a, I blew that sh*t on vacation Catch me out at onyx with the gang, we be vibin' Let a b*tch try to play in face, my ni**as be mobbin' (Brr) My city still play my first tape, I guess it's timeless (Yeah) My tints five percents and whip's blacker than my driver [Chorus] I call myself the hardest but fu*k it they all know (Yeah) I ain't worried 'bout no haters, like fu*k it, they all broke (Them hoes broke) Any b*tch got pressure with me, it's fu*k it, want all smoke (Smoke) And I look up to the greatest, it's like fu*k it, we all G.O.A.Ts Lakeyah talkin' sh*t up on these beats, call that G.O.A.T talk (G.O.A.T talk) Get the money first, fu*k the beef, call that G.O.A.T talk (G.O.A.T talk) Ayy, real bosses sit back and never speak, call that G.O.A.T talk (G.O.A.T talk) IThey vouchin' from the from the burbs to the streets, that's that G.O.A.T talk (Yeah, yeah) [Outro: DJ Drama] The female G.O.A.T, the mixtape G.O.A.T What a combination, hahaha Lakeyah say you b*tches can't do this, man