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Wild Goat
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It's the really, really good
It sounds like knife
Just in, breaking news
Wild goat on the loose
Lancey Faux, is that you? (Missing)
Huh, Mandem, is that you? (Don't wanna use 'em)
Just in, breaking news
Wild goat on the loose (Just in)
Lancey Faux, is that you? (I can't believe)
Huh, Mandem, is that you?
Is it you? Is it I?
Wild goat, they can't find
They're spreading news, I'm hearing lies
Turn my fears into a fly
She place the fork, I park the pipe
I'm highly sought for hardly likes
I pray to God, he sends advice
I like my bread and wine with ice
My present purpose is the price
Run it up, run and hide
I'm dunking beanies with a dyke
The black Houdini come to life
I'm Billy Ocean, I'm revived
I'm stinging sofas, I'm saying nice
Talking popes, Lennon white
You niggas old, inspired hype
Listen to actual facts
I get actual gash by the hour
Six hundred showers
Put time in, grind, get power
Actual facts
You got a bitch and you don't know her secrets
I got a chick from Victoria's Secret
Actual facts
Difference, I'm not made in line but I'm missing
Just in, breaking news
Wild goat on the loose
Lancey Faux, is that you? (Missing)
Huh, Mandem, is that you? (Don't wanna use 'em)
Dropped out of uni and spent your degree on an outfit
Better than me, bruh, I doubt it
Cookie on me, loud as hell when it's shouting
I can't do facts 'cause I'm clouting
Pussy ain't 'bout it
Fucking your girl in the mall, that's an outing
Brought her a clutch, now she's smiling and pouting
Fuck all you niggas, just carry on doubting
AJ from the lit lit, ex-Lancey (Faux)
Can I get a verse for a feature? (No)
Fucking on your bitch, she a ho-ho (Ho)
I'm the weather man 'cause I gave her snow
Probably made her cum then I made her ghost
Maybach Coupe for my blood clot
A girl said, "Baby, can I see you soon?"
I told her, "Baby girl, come and see my—"
Just in, breaking news
Wild goat on the loose
Lancey Faux, is that you? (Missing)
Huh, Mandem, is that you? (Don't wanna use 'em)
Penmanship impeccable, I've been wavy since the way out
Way, way out
See me like ghost shadows, I'm boxing
Practice, hours and hours, I've been a problem
Locksmith, opening doors, leave you no options
Cockpit, mahogany tone, Vivica Fox skin
Baby face, young as a savage, they selling Johnson
Scrape the rest off the stove and Chef Johnson
Satin black, melanin kissed, I need a holiday
Nominated, walk out the building with that McGregor sway
Come like AJ with the right hand
AJ dizzy with the pasta
Blowing Marley like the Rasta
Full boy yoga at the BAFTAs
I ain't cool, G, shoot us too much
Jevon, talk to me, man, please
Lancey got that Sonya on a lacquer (Lacquer, lacquer, lacquer)
Ring my Nokia, I got that beeper (Yeah, yeah)
I just burnt my hand on a Rex (On a Rex)
What happened with your girl last night? I got amnesia (Uh-uh)
Look, MCs come at me, best comrade
No stress, I'll make your girl come, right?
Model ting from south, she move bougie
In the rave, she still do them gun signs
Grinding 'til I see sunlight
My skrr skrr with that Charlie
AJ nice with Kehlani
I got runway shots in my pocket
Just in, breaking news
Wild goat on the loose
Lancey Faux, is that you? (Missing)
Huh, Mandem, is that you? (Don't wanna use 'em)
Just in, breaking news
Wild goat on the loose (Just in)
Lancey Faux, is that you? (I can't believe)
Huh, Mandem, is that you?
Goat on the loose
The goat goat on the loose
The goat goat on the loose
Goat goat on the loose
It's the really, really good
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