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Wiz Khalifa - G.O.A.T Flow Lyrics



Wiz Khalifa - G.O.A.T Flow Lyrics
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[ Featuring THEMXXNLIGHT ]

Detain the boss, maybe it's 'cause these fits that I'm getting off
Cardo got wings
Okay!
You niggas still lost
Uh

Tryna detain the boss, maybe it's 'cause these fits that I'm getting off
Outfits, murder one, I ain't killin' 'em soft
Big crib, that's a mansion and not a loft
I ain't never falling off, won't take part in that
Some niggas get money, don't know how to react
Ain't a million dollars, my name ain't on the contract
She ain't a boss, you can have her back
I'm where her loft at
Smoking out, playing my favorite songs
Let her hit the weed and she sing along
Pink diamonds, Rolex's telling the time and if I wanna make a movie, she gon' tag along
I ain't one for boasting and bragging
I'm the type to put it in my raps, you find out that most of it happened
You smell the smoke, you know it's the captain
Bring in the bottles, I roll 'em and pass 'em

When I wake up in the morning
I'm rollin' up the weed and I'm thinking 'bout you
And what we gon' do
Yeah
I might take you back to my home
Smoke all them joints and I'm thinkin' 'bout you
And what we gon' do

I got it legalised
And now it's me and my homies when I need to fly
My money a bigger size
And if she ain't coming home tomorrow, I'm the reason why
For my team, down to ride, you see it in my eyes
13s on the side, my trees crystalized
'Bout the life to live, I ain't missing mine
Leave it all for my kid
I can hear 'em hatin' from the distance
The world's filled with all kinds of paper, I'm tryna get it
Treat her so good, that she think of me when I'm finished
Going so hard that they just wait for the intermission
But I ain't never letting up
Never rushing my moves
I just wait for them to slack off, giving me the perfect opportunity
Then I set 'em up
Chain cold as the weather in December
This that G.O.A.T. flow, I know you remember

When I wake up in the morning
I'm rollin' up the weed and I'm thinking 'bout you
And what we gon' do
Yeah
I might take you back to my home
Smoke all them joints and I'm thinkin' 'bout you
And what we gon' do

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I tell her what I do
Yeah
I tell her what I do, do (tell her what I do)
Yeah, yeah, I tell her what I do
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I tell her what I do (yeah)
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Detain the boss, maybe it's 'cause these fits that I'm getting off
Cardo got wings
Okay!
You niggas still lost
Uh

Tryna detain the boss, maybe it's 'cause these fits that I'm getting off
Outfits, murder one, I ain't killin' 'em soft
Big crib, that's a mansion and not a loft
I ain't never falling off, won't take part in that
Some niggas get money, don't know how to react
Ain't a million dollars, my name ain't on the contract
She ain't a boss, you can have her back
I'm where her loft at
Smoking out, playing my favorite songs
Let her hit the weed and she sing along
Pink diamonds, Rolex's telling the time and if I wanna make a movie, she gon' tag along
I ain't one for boasting and bragging
I'm the type to put it in my raps, you find out that most of it happened
You smell the smoke, you know it's the captain
Bring in the bottles, I roll 'em and pass 'em

When I wake up in the morning
I'm rollin' up the weed and I'm thinking 'bout you
And what we gon' do
Yeah
I might take you back to my home
Smoke all them joints and I'm thinkin' 'bout you
And what we gon' do

I got it legalised
And now it's me and my homies when I need to fly
My money a bigger size
And if she ain't coming home tomorrow, I'm the reason why
For my team, down to ride, you see it in my eyes
13s on the side, my trees crystalized
'Bout the life to live, I ain't missing mine
Leave it all for my kid
I can hear 'em hatin' from the distance
The world's filled with all kinds of paper, I'm tryna get it
Treat her so good, that she think of me when I'm finished
Going so hard that they just wait for the intermission
But I ain't never letting up
Never rushing my moves
I just wait for them to slack off, giving me the perfect opportunity
Then I set 'em up
Chain cold as the weather in December
This that G.O.A.T. flow, I know you remember

When I wake up in the morning
I'm rollin' up the weed and I'm thinking 'bout you
And what we gon' do
Yeah
I might take you back to my home
Smoke all them joints and I'm thinkin' 'bout you
And what we gon' do

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I tell her what I do
Yeah
I tell her what I do, do (tell her what I do)
Yeah, yeah, I tell her what I do
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I tell her what I do (yeah)
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Writer: Akash Chandani, Cameron Thomaz, Eric Dan, Krish Chandani, Marqus Brown, Ronald Latour
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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