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catch me if you can - caskey lyrics

[intro: loc hefner]
two times
the goat, the goat, the goat

[verse 1: loc hefner]
call me goat, who is him? look up “hope,” b*tch, i’m that
i got partners up the road and i got partners in the trap
they say goat, he from the trenches, how he got a song with caskey?
hoe done locked my phone, trippin’, tryna get my passkey
i done scr*ped my rims from bendin’ corners on that block street
i’ve been runnin’ plays in the field like an athlete
if i can’t ask you for it, p*ssy n*gga, then don’t ask me
i done lost my train of thought, all this drank that i done bought
percocets and xanax bars, stolen pistols, stolen cars
think i’m goin’ fishin’, all them plays i caught on goldеnrod

[chorus: loc hefner & caskey]
crackers, catch me if you can, back to willow bend
boomеrang lifestyle, do that sh*t again
catch me if you can, back to willow bend
boomerang lifestyle, do that sh*t again
f*ck i look like catchin’ up? bro ain’t in my league
drive exotic cars, roll exotic weed
twenty thousand dollars in the pockets of my jeans
touch back in the city in somethin’ they ain’t never seen
[verse 2: cl!cklak]
yeah, pimp, ayy
cool sh*t, but i keep a hammer, this my tool, bih
arm and hammer propaganda, i put two inside a fanta
hoes outside atlanta poppin’ p*ssy, stone mountain
i threw ’bout a hunnid thousand, all ones, public housin’
you, you, you and you, get ’em hot then play it cool
simon says pimpin’, i’ma tell them hoes what to do
she think she the main one, but that hoe number two
i got hoes poppin’ p*ssy just like i was uncle luke
all i know is shooters shoot, first quarter, two to two
different b*tches, same name, don’t know who is who
catch the b*tch, she threw you away ’cause she was through with you
b*tch, i’ve been blessed, you could ask god to prove it too

[chorus: loc hefner & caskey]
f*ck i look like catchin’ up? bro ain’t in my league
drive exotic cars, roll exotic weed
twenty thousand dollars in the pockets of my jeans
touch back in the city in somethin’ they ain’t never seen
catch me if you can, back to willow bend
boomerang lifestyle, do that sh*t again
catch me if you can, back to willow bend
boomerang lifestyle, do that sh*t again (k)

[verse 3: caskey]
dome shot*ers, ran this game so much, need twenty foamposites
gold on me from johnny dang, you still out buyin’ gold bottles
said we can’t come ’round, we came around, he ain’t want no problems
proud of me but he ain’t proud of him, ’cause he got no prada
pine hills where these shooters from, this ain’t come from hidden hills
caught a play, he said it’s foul, but how? i’m in center field
he pressin’ b*ttons, i press one more b*tton, i’m gon’ get him k!lled
lost a hunnid fifty, but it’s cool ’cause i got bigger deals
i flood out one more watch, feds gon’ be outside and callin’ fema
in this two seater, but it’s cool ’cause it’s me and my nina
back when i had signed to bird, got dms from justin bieber
then i came out droppin’ bombs and turned this b*tch to hiroshima
vvs on me super sayian, i done gone vegeta
two timer felon, i’m a strong repeater
they say they workin’ just as hard but they pockets leaner
i told them rappers get in line and follow the leader
[chorus: loc hefner & caskey]
catch me if you can, back to willow bend
boomerang lifestyle, do that sh*t again
catch me if you can, back to willow bend
boomerang lifestyle, do that sh*t again

- caskey lyrics

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