Cmon (Goatmix)

[Intro]
Ayy

[Verse]
Come on, lil' nigga, I'm ready, I'm ready
The headshot is free, turned his brain to spaghetti
Think my choppa Spanish, I named it machete
Bullets like tequila, burn chest to the belly
"Who the fuck this nigga that's walking on beats?"
I don't think they know him, they call him by Velly
"Why that nigga self-proclaiming as a G.O.A.T.?"
Who the fuck are you to ever try to tell me?
I was calm, but it's time to get hype in this bitch
How the fuck you gon' step with no pipe on your hip?
Nigga texting my phone, talking 'bout we gon' hit
It's a chance that you fight for your life in this bitch
He a pack, burn him up like I'm lighting a spliff
I'm Liu Kang, how I'm testing my might with the hits
Ol' puppy ass boy, nigga claim he a dog
He ain't biting at none, he just barking at shit
Oh, they ringing the bell for that man?
I'm a hot boy, for real, need to cut on the fan
We got money galore, this shit more than a brand
I'm the biggest MG, gotta stick to the plan
Nigga talk like he 'bout it, can't come in that land
Nigga came with a gang, made him die with his clan
Red dot a white tee like the flag of Japan
G19 with a drum, rocking out like a band
I'm a problem, you gon' need a genius to solve it
For the green I get greedy, turn into the goblin
It's a shame niggas think I ain't been at the bottom
My name hold too much weight, better get you a spotter
Got my foot on the gas, I been going full throttle
You thirsty for bitches? Go quench it with water
I'd be happy to say that I'm sonning these niggas
They acting like me, I'm so proud to be father
Nigga obnoxious, thinking he with that
Promise to God that you don't want to go there
That boy, he sweet, break him down like a KitKat
Swear that he hard, but inside, there's a ho there
You better off tryna quit on that rap shit
You dropped a mixtape, it ain't go nowhere
You tried to sniff out the smoke, you inhaled in your trunk
Had no business for sticking your nose there (Ol' stupid ass bitch)
Pitch a .556, he caught it in his mitt
I'm the man in control, I'm feeling like I'm Vince
How you beat down the block? You niggas never spinned
Why you claiming a body that you never did?
And he cap 'bout the racks, nigga struck on the loan
PPP on that ass, now you can't pay the rent
You gon' learn about watching my pockets, lil' bitch
Me and you not the same 'cause I walk with a limp