Bud4pe$t lyrics

[Intro]
Nobody to a GOAT, nobody to a GOAT, huh
Went from nobody to a GOAT, yeah
Went from nobody to a GOAT, huh
b*tch (Stan, turn me up)
Ayy
Ayy, huh

[Verse]
I don't know math but my shirt say ratio
Bro don't do abortions but he will get yo baby gone
Yo b*tch gave gang the fellatio
I should throw a cape at yo ass, you saving hoes
Opps say they up, why I can't tell?
When bro hit that block he gon' raise hell
Dub after dub, I don't take L's
Came up, now they sending death threats and hate mail
Hitting hoes off the thrust, I don't need ice
Boy jumped in that Warzone and got his team wiped
Benihanas every day, think I need rice
Kicks on my feet Triple S, you won't see Mikes
Glock busting out the skinnies, I don't do fists
Busting racks at the set for some new drip
b*tch could be a dime, I don't want her two cent
Could be BlocBoy JB, opps won't shoot sh*t
Anointed with the scams, I'm truly blessed
Up the sleeve on yo b*tch, she was too impressed
'Cause I can, I'll buy a flight to Budapest
I want Ichiban but my b*tch want Bucharest
BabyTron and TrDee, they're my two cadets
Added Pros to the stash and I blew the rest
In the Wraith with my demons, I'm too possessed
Opps living life without pape'? Boy, they too depressed
I went from nobody to a GOAT
I was left in the cold, now designer on the coat
First things first, f*ck a ho
I would not bless a b*tch even if I was the pope
Felt pain, Ben Frank was the remedy
Could've swore your b*tch was Shang Tsung, how she finish me
Charged up, this a whole different energy
In the fast lane to the bag, it was meant to be
Up sh*t, we the sh*t, you can't f*ck with us
Feel like King Kong 'cause the chop got monkey nuts
Making plays got the whole team huddled up
Touchdown after touchdown, I ain't fumble once
Blew his fists into space, that's a high five
Could've hit your b*tch off the thrust but I like dimes
Rule breaker, I ain't never follow guidelines
Gang one of none, ain't no other n*ggas like mine
All gas through this b*tch, I ain't touch the brakes
I was in school busting scams like f*ck some grades
You should leap off a cliff, you ain't touching pape'
Appetite exquisite, paid four for some lunch today
When gang link up, that's a bunch of apes
Gucci this, Gucci that like I f*ck with snakes
Thinking I'm a lick? Boy, that's the dumbest play
Touch me? Turn him astronaut, leave him up in space
[Outro]
(Stan, turn me up)
Huh, ayy, yeah, b*tch