G.O.A.T Flow (feat. THEMXXNLIGHT) [Produced by Cardo, Co-Produced by ID Labs]

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 love's at
 Smoking out, playing my favourite 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 posting 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 crystallised
 'Bout the life to live, I ain't missing mine
 Leave it all for my kid
 I can hear 'em hatin' all 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'll 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
 Yeah, yeah, I tell her what I do
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I tell her what I do