The Goat of the 9 lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I'm 'bout to eat it up
I'm like ovens in the hood in winter, b*tch, I'm heating up
Cartier glasses, that's on my face, my vision beefing up
Lil' ho' ain't pass me back my wood, this b*tch be chiefing up
Take aggression out all on my mic, I'm 'bout to beat it up
I can't hang with n*ggas like y'all, y'all ain't discrete enough
Told that n*gga count up his blessings like he a priest or some'
Don't mistake me for that square button, b*tch, you bet' not reach for nothin' (Brr)
I feel like Joe Burrow, I got that nine on me
Allergic when them pigs come around, I think that's swine on 'em
Got ho's all in my phone, they ain't want mе then, now they got shrines on mе
No Pretty Ricky, b*tch, don't waste no time, you better grind on me
n*ggas tryna beef stuck in they city, can't waste lines on 'em
Won't waste the clock, my sh*t be like money, can't drop a dime on 'em
One-waisted Glock, I up this b*tch right now, it draw the line for 'em
Two wasted thots, they tryna be groupies, can't waste the pine on 'em

[Verse 2]
(Go) 392, how I slide on the track
Put his man in a pack, now they all finna scat
Always on point, keep it sharp as ​a tack
When I touchdown on this, know it's good for the PAT
Talking for cheddar? He fell for the trap
He gon' fold in that room, should've knew he a rat
I'm dropping hits in this b*tch, whether they like it or not, got it lit with this sh*t
I'm cutting up like a slit, standing on ten and it's firm, I ain't slipping on sh*t
I'm really him, it's legit, won't catch me talking too much, that should give you a hint
I lay it down with every trip, I'm hitting harder than Craig and Deebo with the brick
[Verse 3]
Ain't wasting time with this sh*t, don't care 'bout a drop of the beat when I'm offing this b*tch
Chopping 'em like a butcher, precise like a surgeon, how I sew 'em back with a stitch
n*ggas, they thinking I'm cheating when I just be eating, what's the point of using a glitch?
n*gga, I been independent, what you mean depending? All my sh*t a hunnid percent
Reach in my pocket, I pull out a rack and you reaching in yours and you pull out some lint
Run up the money, the number one option, smoking 'em out like Sha'Carri in sprints
Had people say I ain't grinding enough, I been digging down deep, damn near made me a trench
"Velly, you ain't got the hunger no more," I been starving myself, stomach look like a pit
Tired of these people that's sleeping on me, they gon' recognize 'Goat, better know who it is
Alka-Seltzer when I jumped in that water, I'm turning 'em up, how I'm making it fizz
Better rethink what you say on that track 'cause I'm coming for you if you making a diss
Silly ass rabbit, you out of your mind, I ain't come here to play, I'm too old for them tricks

[Verse 4]
Money so big, that sh*t look like a tower
The gang told me eat, so I came to devour
They better surrender or throw in the towel
Feel like Muni Long, can go hours and hours
Ain't no f*cking with me, I turn n*ggas to ghosts, they know Big 'Goat the one that got all of the power
Ol' scary ass n*ggas don't care 'bout the moves that you make, can't take nothing serious from a coward
Got me punching 'em, punching 'em out like I'm Tyson
n*ggas di*kride so much, they might just have a license
I been snapping so much, I think I'm in a crisis
Freaky b*tch like a vacuum, suck me like a Dyson
Every beat that I touch, that I walk on, lil' b*tch, it's a guaranteed chance it's golden like I'm Midas
I'm the G.O.A.T. of the '9, make 'em feel to they mo'f*cking joints like I diagnosed 'em arthritis
[Outro]
And it's Big mo'f*cking 'Goat when you talking to me, stupid ass b*tch
f*ck wrong with these n*ggas?