Year Of The Goat

I’d like to welcome everybody to the Year of the Goat
Rock a sweater prolly while I appear on a float
Got some clear in the coke
Never fearing the po, ho
I clear a bowl, while I’m steering the boat

Show up to the show a half an hour late
It was just a power play
The more they wait the more the salivate
I found a way to get paid for what I say
Gave away all my tapes to baes that love my ways

That’s free publicity
They hug and kiss on me
But I don’t tell them too much, they love the mystery
I let music talk
Getting oohs and ahhs
From you a yalls
It helps that I’m suave
Improving odds

Cause life’s a game, and you gotta fucking play to win it
Your favorite rapper gotta fame but he can’t pay for dinner
Paying strippers for brain, and bottle service
But off the strength of my name I got her nervous

Pre game at the pad before the party
Paul Mcartny, all I need is love and four bacardis
Mardi Grasing while I’m rocking more chains than Jacob Marley
In a grape Denali, up in the front that’s player parking

Don’t need a wristband for this man, cause it fam
So listen, I’m skipping the line with no resistance
I hug the bouncer and I ask him how his momma been
He let’s me bring the bottle in, I grin as I follow him

To the VIP
He don’t ask to see ID
Did some dirt as some teens like Chi Ali
Bein aqui papi chulo
Memories, of popping putos
Rocking psuedo
The party don’t stop until the cocka doodle

Then I hit the diner
Pull a hundred out my linen liner
The kid a winner since I been a minor
My women lineup consists of Amazonians
Who bone me in their home and then loan me to their lonely friends