At Will (feat. EST Gee)

G-Eazy

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    You know?
    Uh

    If I'ma shoot, I shoot to kill
    Do what I want to do at will
    King, I'm a G.O.A.T., the truth, for real, ayy
    Banana boat, brings in the mail
    I cannot use a regular scale
    Bring me the one they use for whales

    Flat on the beat, acknowledge the pen
    Back in the my bag, I'm at it again
    Rotate the roster, just toast out a ten
    That shit just don't even matter to him
    Took me a minute to comprehend
    Shit that I needed, I had within
    Used to place all of my trust in them
    I'm never doin' that shit again
    They get ahead of they self, if you let 'еm
    They get to reachin', that shit is pathеtic
    They couldn't walk in my shoes if I let 'em
    These size 11's, they fit a lil' different
    If we have beef, I'ma go 'head and dead it
    Sweet as revenge, it's success and forgiveness
    Married the game, I can't trust none of these bitches
    I keep it two Virgils in all of my lyrics
    Came in this bitch with exceptional spirit
    Bulletproof vision, cannot let them kill it
    Real ones acknowledge my shit 'cause they feel it
    The rest of you want me forgotten and hidden
    Uh, whoever I fuck's automatically trendin'
    She wanna F everywhere like it's Fendi
    The pussy gets killed every time like it's Kenny, ah

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    If I'ma shoot, I shoot to kill
    Do what I want to do at will
    King, I'm a G.O.A.T., the truth, for real, ayy
    Banana boat, brings in the mail
    I cannot use a regular scale
    Bring me the one they use for whales (yeah, yeah)

    If you seen half what I saw, you'll tell (yeah, yeah)
    Before it was popular, I had them boxes from [?] in the mail (yeah, yeah)
    I beat the streets, I ain't goin' to jail (I ain't goin' to jail)
    It was killed or be killed, am I goin' to hell? (Am I goin' to hell?)
    I told the driver: Ignore that lil' smell (yeah)
    Just make sure you ain't drivin' too fast while I trail (Yyeah, yeah)
    We got Wock' [?] and straight from Valejo (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
    Ride through the air, in four hours, was here (in four hours, was here)
    I done been too close to debt to be scared (now I'll never be scared)
    I get my gun when they come unprepared
    Money bring shy bitches right out they shell
    I don't want love, when I fuck (yeah), I might pay her (yeah)
    Quarter back place, call me Geeski, [?]
    I'm throwin' somethin', could knock down a bird (could knock down a bird)
    I don't feel nothin', especially fear (brr)
    All of 'em crossed me, I ain't shed a tear (I ain't)
    My heart is pure, I understand, we ain't similar
    She can't wait till I cum, this Perc' killin' her (mwah)
    She a freak, she ask me, could I spit on her (mwah)
    She just prayin' that Geeski deliver her (pray I deliver her)
    It's so many, I barely remember her (barely remember her)
    My role is pivotal, they know I'm rich, don't forget I'm a criminal (don't forget I'm a criminal)
    Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah (what you talking 'bout? Bitch ass niggas)

    If I'ma shoot, I shoot to kill
    Do what I want to do at will
    King, I'm a G.O.A.T., the truth, for real, ayy
    Banana boat, brings in the mail
    I cannot use a regular scale
    Bring me the one they use for whales (whales)
    If I'ma shoot, I shoot to kill
    Do what I want to do at will
    King, I'm a G.O.A.T., the truth, for real, ayy
    Banana boat, brings in the mail
    I cannot use a regular scale
    Bring me the one they use for whales, ayy

    Información de la canción

    Composición: G-Eazy, Boi-1da, Trevor Rich, Elyas, EST Gee y Quentin Miller

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