J Miele - G.O.A.T

Na na na na na
Na na na na na

Bitch is you dumb
You are my son
I am the one and they mad bout it
They come and they go
I am the goat
Speak on my name they just cant stop it
He in his feels I just laugh bout it
Got bitches pressed I could brag bout it
Got bitches pressed I could brag bout it
He in his feels I just laugh bout it

Yeah

Love all my niggas ou
I get bitches too yeah yeah
They just come in groups
Don't know what to do with em
I'm his favorite person
I got all these flamin verses
He gon' fly me out and buy me all my favorite purses

I am
Everything you need what you thought
Na I'm really with it all what you want?
Grab me up when I talk too much
Cant shut me up ima talk that talk
You know my body I'ma walk that walk
I'm way too smooth with it
Know just what to do with it
Just what to do with it

I aint stutter
This pussy like butter and he tryna slip and slide
I had to get out my birkin its workin
And show em a different side
Bitches that counted me out
I guarantee they cant sit beside me
When I see em its lit I'm grimey
I say the word my bitches behind me

(Yea uh yeah uh yeah uh yeah )

You heard that?

Hold on , hold on

Bitch is you dumb
You are my son
I am the one and they mad bout it
They come and they go
I am the goat
Speak on my name they just can't stop it
He in his feels I just laugh bout it
Got bitches pressed I could brag bout it
Got bitches pressed I could brag bout it
He in his feels I just laugh bout it yeah

Love all my niggas ou
I get bitches too yeah yeah
They just come in groups
Don't know what to do with em
Im his favorite person
I got all these flamin verses
He gon' fly me out and buy me all my favorite purses

Written by:
Julissa Rivera

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