Goat 2.0 (open 3rd Verse) Lyrics - Eric Bellinger

Yeah 

Truly the greatest baby (Whoo) 

All hail to my faovrite lady (Yeah) 

And I would elevate your name but I'm sayin' you already an angel, baby 

It's Eazy 

Shawty bad, slim, thick 

She my drug, she my fix 

And I'm all up in her mix 

She be mixin' with the wrist 

She the plug, she finesse 

She the one they call the GOAT 

She don't stress 

She don't trip and she fuck with all my bros 

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So if I gotta choose someone 

Then it must be her she been here since day one 

I guess I'ma have to call her bae, I guess I'ma have to call her bae 

I guess we gon' have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay 

I guess I'ma have to call her bae 

I guess she gon' have to scream my name 

Now every time that she come to the crib 

I'ma break her back like I break that bank 

I guess I'ma have to call her bae 

I guess I'ma have to call her bae 

I guess I'ma have to call her bae 

I guess I'ma have to call her bae 

I guess I'ma have to call her wait 

I need someone to call me a cab 

I drunk too much but I'm on my way 

I hate fake love 'cause I love too hard 

Inhale, cough hit the blunt too hard 

Come to your job bring lunch one time 

Then leave your job and you don't wanna say bye 

I never say bye 'cause we just say ciao 

She the bitch, she a dolla not a dime 

Super thick, super fine 

Most important, super smart 

I celebrate for your intelligence 

Fashionista so effortless 

To tell the truth I got a lot of jumps 

But if I had to chose it might still be her 

So if I gotta choose someone 

Then it must be her she been here since day one 

I guess I'ma have to call her bae, I guess I'ma have to call her bae 

I guess we gon' have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay 

I guess I'ma have to call her bae 

I guess she gon' have to scream my name 

Now every time that she come to the crib 

I'ma break her back like I break that bank 

I guess I'ma have to call her bae 

I guess I'ma have to call her bae 

I guess I'ma have to call her bae 

I guess I'ma have to call her bae (let's go) 

She the GOAT, she the GOAT 

She the GOAT, she the GOAT 

Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Gucci on all the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

She the GOAT, she the GOAT 

She the GOAT, she the GOAT 

Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Gucci on all the time, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Shawty bad, slim, thick 

She my drug, she my fix 

And I'm all up in her mix 

She be mixin' with the wrist 

She the plug, she finesse 

She the one they call the GOAT 

She don't stress 

She don't trip and fuck with all my bros 

(It's Eazy) Wale too 

All the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Greatest of all time 

The Moon and back, yeah 

Mixin' with the wrist 

That's my plug, that's my chick, yeah