Back to Top

Goat Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: DJ.BRAX
Length: 1:46
Written by: Braxten Hayes




DJ.BRAX - Goat Freestyle Lyrics




Ok I'm back up wit some new shit
Pull up in my own whip
So I'm I'm gonna flex now
Money with the blue strips
Throw it in the air high
These hoes are gonna lose it
So you got a strap now
I heard you scared to use it
I ain't got the recipe but I can cop the blue prints
Have you niggas pressed like a black right movement
They tell me I'm the man cause I can move the whole unit
Freestyle off the dome
Have yo momma dance to it

Lighter than a feather
Takin off yo sweater
Bars are so hot
Needa put me on a record
Got these hoes mad bipolar
Like the weather
Needa stop dreaming
Better write ya mans a letter
If you wanna battle
I ain't gonna sweat it
I'm coming at yo neck
So I better get some credit
If you want smoke (Uh)
You can come and get it
Body bags everywhere
Yeah I just said it

Pushing my promotion
Cause I'm wavy like the ocean
This my last bar
Cause my brain stopped loading
Got this album droppin in a month
And it's golden
Haters gone hate
Run them over like a rodent

My flow is so illegal
Higher than a eagle
Wanna talk reckless
Boi you blacker than a Beatle
Peas on ya head
I can make a bird feeder
Ladies wanna talk
But they breath smell like Diesel
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Ok I'm back up wit some new shit
Pull up in my own whip
So I'm I'm gonna flex now
Money with the blue strips
Throw it in the air high
These hoes are gonna lose it
So you got a strap now
I heard you scared to use it
I ain't got the recipe but I can cop the blue prints
Have you niggas pressed like a black right movement
They tell me I'm the man cause I can move the whole unit
Freestyle off the dome
Have yo momma dance to it

Lighter than a feather
Takin off yo sweater
Bars are so hot
Needa put me on a record
Got these hoes mad bipolar
Like the weather
Needa stop dreaming
Better write ya mans a letter
If you wanna battle
I ain't gonna sweat it
I'm coming at yo neck
So I better get some credit
If you want smoke (Uh)
You can come and get it
Body bags everywhere
Yeah I just said it

Pushing my promotion
Cause I'm wavy like the ocean
This my last bar
Cause my brain stopped loading
Got this album droppin in a month
And it's golden
Haters gone hate
Run them over like a rodent

My flow is so illegal
Higher than a eagle
Wanna talk reckless
Boi you blacker than a Beatle
Peas on ya head
I can make a bird feeder
Ladies wanna talk
But they breath smell like Diesel
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Braxten Hayes
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: DJ.BRAX

Tags:
No tags yet