Intro (Story Of A Young Goat) lyrics

[Intro]
(I got so much Enrgy)
(It's with a K, dumbass)

[Verse]
n*ggas don't know my real name but wanna bust a boat
n*ggas won't burn sh*t, not even toast
I just ran through 40 thousand, let's make a toast
Never understood why n*ggas brag on hoes
Call me Luda, I threw my n*ggas bows
I just ran up a check like that n*gga Boat
My granny bought me drugs, I put em' in a tote
n*ggas gotta understand well I'm a young GOAT
I sell so much weed, people lungs tired
n*ggas die wit' they strap and a gun license
b*tch real freaky, yeah she a Pisces
She call me a GOAT, so I know she like me
Blues on me like I work at Chase
So many blues on me, I'm a walking bank
Bad b*tch named Moesha, shout out Uncle Frank
Wet pus*y fat ass, she a walkin' lake
Wet pus*y fat ass, compliment the face
Feelin' like Toronto, f*ckin' why? 'Cause I'm good with Drake
Like my b*tch fancy, Birkin bag, different state
Young GOAT sh*t, might tat it on my face
Feelin' like Kobe, Bron and MJ
You only spent five on your chain, so your drip fake
Don't want a taste b*tch, just want a milkshake
Thought it was some fire, b*tch you hit me wit' the click bait
Feeling like I lead Tom Brady and Magic Johnson
Think I'm having withdrawals, get me a doctor
The first song I ever did was on [?]
f*ck one of these pussies up, I'm a gynecologist
My n*gga can't smoke weed, he black and mildin'
9 times out of 10 we black and wildin'
Your n*gga still in kid sizes, he too childish
Feeling like Wilt, Floyd, and Larry Bird
Hit the driver first, make the whip smack a curb
My n*ggas masked up like it's the purge
Put it on the Quran you can't hit a nerve
Made a n*gga stop rappin' just with words
I'm a young GOAT through this b*tch, mark my words