Antetokounmpo lyrics

[Verse]
I ain’t wit the funny sh*t, y’all on that sucka sh*t, I ran it up for the f*ck of it
1M on my bucket list
This year I’m touching it
Chasing this guapo so f*ck a b*tch
f*ck n*ggas don’t wanna diss
They sending shots but they still ain’t getting no luck wit it
This that heat they gon f*ck wit it
I’m going Antetokounmpo, I'm keeping a buck wit it
I’m making this music, I won’t ever lose it, they f*ck around call me the goat goat
It’s fur on my jacket they calling it fashion but me i just call it a coat coat
She like how i jig, she feeling this sh*t, she want all my kids down her throat throat
I could never lack, they know it’s a fact, put that on my life, that’s a nono
n*ggas know That I’m taxing now
They like what happened now
I ran it up I’m not average now
n*ggas hating what’s that about
f*ck is you mad about
Feel like tho goat so I’m bragging now
I’m all in i ain’t backing out
Doddie I’m blacking out
Everything funny I’m laughing now
Im the one that they ask about
I used to pray for that sh*t i ain’t have sh*t I’m having now
Foreign belt it say Louie V
I could’ve waited to drop but y’all get it exclusively
Khroam he produced the beat
Smoking on sour exotic the drugs really ruined me
n*ggas talked about shooting me
Ain’t have no choppas so how the f*ck they was gon shoot at me
f*ck a n*gga ain’t losing sleep
Promised my mom ima make it on god she ain’t losing me
She wish i was her mister
I am not wifing no hoes I hit and quit her
Put cam on her sister
She sucked my di*k all night lil n*gga you kissed her
Bell rung i dismissed er
She wanna bicker
Posting bout me on her twitter
Chain look like the winter
Smoking on backwoods n*gga don’t f*ck wit the swisher
In the game like EA, n*ggas keep talking don’t care bout what he say or she say
Do the dash on the Eway
I gotta slow down this sh*t might lead to a police chase
Ran it up like a relay
Stop the excuses lil n*gga the f*ck is the delay
Getting cheese like it’s Green Bay
n*gga yo chain fake as f*ck cus you got it off eBay
G O A T that’s me n*gga f*ck is you talking bout
Floyd not AB i catch him boom ima knock him out
That b*tch used to dub me she want me cus I’m popping now
Going crazy i already started b*tch i ain’t stopping now
But let me just catch wit the flow
Pillsbury in love wit the dough
I don’t got no love for a ho
I treat er like Pam kick er right out the Do
f*ck n*ggas they all gotta go
Cus they’ll snake you and do you like PO
Wit the gang turning up at these shows
Designer drip n*gga it’s all on my clothes, no cap, no cap (No cap)