Goat Flow

Oh, I plant the seeds, you know I’ma grow it
You know I’ma grow it, you know I’ma grow it
You dig, you dig, you dig
(You dig, you dig, you dig)
(Let's go, let’s go)
I plant the seeds, you know I’ma grow it
Thanks to my grandma I gotta mow it
I got the joint, you know I’m a poet
I get some money, you know I’ma show it
I plant the seeds, you know I’ma grow it
Thanks to my grandma I gotta mow it
I got the joint, you know I’m a poet
I get some money, you know I’ma show it
Oh, I got these hoppin' for niggas
Who wrote it and niggas who bogus, shay, yeah
Bad bitches wanna know what’s uh
OJ 'cause that’s how we roll, ah
You know I’ma go, I sound like a poet
You can’t ignore, nigga you know it
Ain’t a fuck over you know I’ma blow it
Ain’t no discussin', I ain’t got a choice
Nigga try to bring me down, can’t bring me down
Hey man, I’m standin', uh
I got a bad little B and she feelin' me
When I’m rubbin' on money, uh
I gotta get to the money, I gotta get paid
Gotta make 'em sign it, uh
I gotta get to the money, I gotta get paid
Gotta make 'em sign it, uh
I don’t wanna get paid, don’t wanna get laid
No money, don’t come my way, uh
Talkin' on the phone with Mr. Bankroll
The money be all in my name
Oh, pain, man I’ve been through some thangs
Man, I’ve been through some thangs
Pain, man I’ve been through some thangs
Open Daddy’s chain, but I don’t ever try and know
I used to rise and I’ma do it no more
They thought I was gone, I got mojo
Every time I walk through the door
Hopin' that you overdose
You got bitches on the floor, but it’s sure
They don’t know what you did
I plant the seeds, you know I’ma grow it
Thanks to my grandma I gotta mow it
I got the joint, you know I’m a poet
I get some money, you know I’ma show it
I plant the seeds, you know I’ma grow it
Thanks to my grandma I gotta mow it
I got the joint, you know I’m a poet
I get some money, you know I’ma show it
Oh, I’m gettin' blue chinos, hot wings, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
When a nigga get caught, they gon' sing, yeah, yeah, yeah
All I ever wanted was the cash, I’m chasin' the bag
I ain’t tryna be seen, uh
I’m a young nigga, yeah, you don’t want my cane
Run it all on a limousine, yeah
Stay out the way, I’m tryin' my best
Sly and hoodoo, we ride in the back
I’m a big dog, but I ain’t no pet
Mario behind me, don’t forget that
Drippin' in the trunk, go and get that
Only Wills, I ain’t with that
And when I said that I was a mix
You know I meant it
I plant the seeds, you know I’ma grow it
Thanks to my grandma I gotta mow it
I got the joint, you know I’m a poet
I get some money, you know I’ma show it
I plant the seeds, you know I’ma grow it
Thanks to my grandma I gotta mow it
I got the joint, you know I’m a poet
I get some money, you know I’ma show it
Oh, I get some money, you know I’ma show it
You know I’ma show it, you know I’ma show it
You know I’ma show it, you dig
That money know what’s goin' on
Kevo Muney, huh
I ain’t, ah