LEFT 4 DEAD lyrics

[Intro: Big Scarr]
Yeahh
So icyyy, (so icyy) gang, (gang)
(On god)
Yeah
Uh, yup
Uh

[Hook: Big Scarr]
Uh, yup
Just hit another milf, b*tch, I'm the GOAT(b*tch, I'm the GOAT)
It's a fifty inside of this Burberry coat (I got in my coat)
My choppa' Jim Nancy, watch him cut a note (Watch him cut a note)
b*tch, I got some racks, but I want me some mo' (I want me some mo')
Put it in the stack, cause it's too much to tote (It's too much to tote)
It's a 392, b*tch I hop in and go (I hop in and go)
Young killas' with me and they ready to blow, blow
Uh, quit acting like you ain't know (Lets go)
I been that young n*gga before these lil' n*ggas, they mimic, and copy, and watching my post (They watching my post)
You lookin' for bae she can't talk right now you can stop calling now 'cause my di*k all in her throat(Yeah)
AR with the hunnid round, monkey nut poking out, say you a ape well let's see how that go

[Verse 1: Bhopo Da P]
Hit with that tray, now we back at the sto'
Jugging, finessing, put icе on my hoes
My lil' n*gga murda, he uppin' the sco'
O on my nеck screaming long live the GOAT
Pull up on me we don't talk on no phones
Soon as that work get it in, get it gone
Big boss from my city, no Don Corleone
They feeling lil' gangsta, that boy he my son
I get that check and I do what I want
I treat the lick like the first of the month
This zaza 350, I'm smokin' that runts
We knocked at the front but we came through the back
Kick through your door, do whatever for racks
Don't take a loss, I'm standing up like I'm Shaq
Tomahawk Choctaw, long live Kobe
Big boy truck, riding round' on them forgies
[Verse 2: Big Scarr]
Uh, yeah
Gold and pink diamonds, apple juice, lemonade
Blow a light ten on some Cartier shades
Could've got designer but I got some Michael J's (But I bought some Michael J's)
Uh, yup
Big Glock on me while I'm standing on the stage
Old Russian K, hit a n*gga with the blade
Graduated from the trap, I ain't walk across the stage
Finess the whole city, every gram .8
Real big dog, I ain't going to a Tray
Just put a Tre in a pink lemonade
Stickin' out her tongue, hoe trying to get a taste
Groupie ass b*tch get the f*ck out my face
Feds on my ass, yeah they trying to get a trace
Hunnid bows in the truck, put them on a chase
Dripping every day, gotta put it in they face

[Hook]
Uh, yup
Just hit another milf, b*tch, I'm the GOAT(b*tch, I'm the GOAT)
It's a fifty inside of this Burberry coat (I got in my coat)
My choppa' Jim Nancy, watch him cut a note (Watch him cut a note)
b*tch, I got some racks, but I want me some mo' (I want me some mo')
Put it in the stack, cause it's too much to tote (It's too much to tote)
It's a 392, b*tch I hop in and go (I hop in and go)
Young killas' with me and they ready to blow, blow
Uh, quit acting like you ain't know (Lets go)
I been that young n*gga before these lil' n*ggas, they mimic, and copy, and watching my post (They watching my post)
You lookin' for bae she can't talk right now you can stop calling now 'cause my di*k all in her throat(Yeah)
AR with the hunnid round, monkey nut poking out, say you a ape well let's see how that go
[Verse 3: 23 Jay]
Aye, let's see how that go
Try to run up n*gga know that's a no
Que and Booly they gone reach for your turtleneck
I caught a opp, yeah, I made him get low
I'm on the block and I'm sliding with the gang and he tried to run up, choppa make his ass froze, yeah
I'm on the block with Frozone
Choppa gone hit him, gone run his ass home, yeah
I made some plays in the end zone, yeah
Pockets they fat like some steroids
Caught him in traffic, made him freeze like a android, yeah
These n*ggas don't want no smoke with us
Nation Business, we up 3 and 0
Yeah he tried to rob and I'm dissin' up
.357 in the back make him get low
Yeah, I'm on the block, and I caught that lil' boy up in traffic
Yeah, I caught a fishbowl
7.62 out the car made him get low, yeah
These n*ggas doin all this b*tchin'
Walk down on my mans, I don't shoot out no window, yeah
She trying to f*ck, yeah, you really mad if you play you get wet up
This is a stick up, make that boy give it up
Hit from the back pulling' tracks, ain't gone give it up
We caught em' traffic

[Hook]
Uh, Yup
Just hit another milf, b*tch, I'm the GOAT(b*tch, I'm the GOAT)
It's a fifty inside of this Burberry coat (I got in my coat)
My choppa' Jim Nancy, watch him cut a note (Watch him cut a note)
b*tch, I got some racks, but I want me some mo' (I want me some mo')
Put it in the stack, cause it's too much to tote (It's too much to tote)
It's a 392, b*tch I hop in and go (I hop in and go)
Young killas' with me and they ready to blow, blow
Uh, quit acting like you ain't know (Lets go)
I been that young n*gga before these lil' n*ggas, they mimic, and copy, and watching my post (They watching my post)
You lookin' for bae she can't talk right now you can stop calling now 'cause my di*k all in her throat(Yeah)
AR with the hunnid round, monkey nut poking out, say you a ape well let's see how that go
[Verse 4: Shon P]
Say you a killa' then blow
ENB, n*gga, they know that we uppin the sco'
Shon P, 'case you didn't know
Smoking out the pound, while you n*ggas still smoking out the O
Say you lookin' boy, I'm lookin high and low
.308's make a n*gga hit the floor
Ride in a hemi its a 6.0
I f*ck with Big Scarr, so you know how that go
3.0 Hunting black, it came with the green scope
T- switch cost more than you know(On God)
I made a 10, and then threw it in the tote
We swapping out the yacht, and I ain't talking about a boat
We taxing in the city, but we get it for the low
You screaming you killing, got nothing to show
Check the score board, Nation Business 3 and 0
Better not catch an opp, we gone boost it up some mo'

[Hook]
Uh, yup
Just hit another milf, b*tch, I'm the GOAT(b*tch, I'm the GOAT)
It's a fifty inside of this Burberry coat (I got in my coat)
My choppa' Jim Nancy, watch him cut a note (Watch him cut a note)
b*tch, I got some racks, but I want me some mo' (I want me some mo')
Put it in the stack, cause it's too much to tote (It's too much to tote)
It's a 392, b*tch I hop in and go (I hop in and go)
Young killas' with me and they ready to blow, blow
Uh, quit acting like you ain't know (Lets go)
I been that young n*gga before these lil' n*ggas, they mimic, and copy, and watching my post (They watching my post)
You lookin' for bae she can't talk right now you can stop calling now 'cause my di*k all in her throat(Yeah)
AR with the hunnid round, monkey nut poking out, say you a ape well let's see how that go