It’s like i’m back baby, i do what i chooseWhen you the goatYou ain’t ever gotta worry about a mooseHow you bite the hand that feeds youSh*t got me confusedCall animal control, we got a moose on the looseI got screws loose p*ssy but i ain’t finna loseHow you tupac p*ssy when me i got the juiceI’m talking shots at your roofI’m bout to turn it into a coupeThe difference is i ain’t with the cops when i shootWith that ak47 bout to send you up to heavenMac 10 or mac 11 got a arsenal of weaponsSending shots up to your sectionGuarantee you learn your lessonSmith and wesson R.I.PYou beeter get yourself a reverendI ain’t champagnepapi ima sharaam paapiIf snitches get stichesThen why you moving like tekashiTell your homie 69 you cause you moving like a fassyYou bullwinkle mosse but f*ck it i ain’t rockyBut i’m balboa baby, hold you up for ransomI called you for my moneyBut you ain’t have an answerSo high put you on, issa jatt ben the anthemJust listen moosey mosseYou ain’t never had a phantomAll i do is make dollars, you don’t make no senseTake you on a death route, where it gets intenseAre you gods son or the devilStop being on the fenceIf you a bad fellaWhy you got cops at your events?You had 11 homies what happened to these friendsYou’ve been snaking everybody it’s becoming a trendWhat’s gon happen in the endYou gon get your neck shotPull up to your pind, all you see us red dotsLeg shot, head shot, you gon see his head dropP*ssy think he pac just because watched gridlock’dSelf proclaimed legendMan you better go and kick rocksAnd tell the kidd to suck itLike i’m m*therf*kin x-pacMe and moose different man, i live what i preachI say f*ck the police, he actually f*cks the policeWe put you on your feet, we was tryna see you eatWe took you to the top, you tryna take us to defeatIt’s the don dada maltana get it capeesh
How you rappers do the most but your car is a leaseI got people talking bout me but we don’t even speakName one brown rapper really rapping like meF*ck all of these artists, all of them are targetsPut em on the curb cause all of them are garbageWhen it comes to moneyAll these brown rappers starvinYour girl gives me brains why you think i got knowledgeBrown boys the family, can’t nobody harm meWe ain’t like the industry, we don’t need an armyWe just bring the fire to your speakers call it garmWhile these singers playing dress up like they barbieYou thought you fly, you was moving real slyOn instagram live, telling lie after lieYou was mentioning my name so somebody gotta dieIf it’s beef then i’m bling because it’s eye for an eyeHold up wait a mintues let me breathe for a secondI don’t know what’s faker, you or your weaponAbnd yeah getting real viewsBut some of them are fake tooBut claiming that they all real isSomthing that a fake doIt’s not that i just hate youIt’s just that i don’t rate youAnd we could talk about a lotBut i ain’t finna snake youI ain’t saying we made youBut f*ck it man we made youNow tell me would you ever go toWork if you ain’t paid to?We ain’t gonna talk about the bag that got your teeth fixedDentist called me up i told him fuck it man just keep thisWe ain’t finna talk about us teaching you that streer sh*tBeen taken for granted too many times i’m liam neesonByrd switched the beat up man it’s sounding like a remixAll these kids bout to be like “OUUU” when they hear thisWe don’t do what you do cause you go and steal sh*tPoint being baby, we ain’t never made excusesI’m the bad guy, the villain i ain’t tryna be the heroIce on my neck got me frozen, sub-zeroYou weirdo, i’m bout to take off like a migoIt’s ironic that the doctor needs a cure for his egoAlright, enough’s enough i’m calling you a bluffThey say “lights, camera, action” you start acting upIn reality we know you ain;t knuckling upCause when the ride gets bumpy you start buckling upThis is goat vs. moose and you know that the boy doneWatch that boy run, watch that boy runThis is goat vs. moose and that boy doneF*ck he bout to do, shoot me with his toy gun?
