The Bay (feat. Turf Talk)

(Hallway)

We gon' make 'em bring out all the candy toys

This slap right here is hyphy on steroids

Leave it up to me to murk and murder it

It's only right, it got my name written all over it

You know what it is, don't act like you don't know

When it comes to makin' slaps, I'm a pro

You might find me shootin' craps by the sto'

Hully-gully good, I ten or four

75 to a hundred thou' a show

It depends on the size of the venue, I get mo'

Quite the achiever, you'd think that I was po'

'Til I planted a fetti tree and watched it grow

Before I point fingers, I'ma blame myself

I refuse to blame my failures on somebody else

It is what it is and that's pretty much it

You ain't gon' find me throwin' a hissy fit

Gotta watch your back and side, and don't forget your front

These dudes be rollin' they opps up in a blunt

Quick to kick some shit off like a punt

Ain't no referees or no umps

Honey right there, she's cakey like a bakery

She looks like her coochie hella tasty

She knows I'm 'bout my bread, about my pastry

She wanna give me head, her nigga hates me (bitch!)

Forgiatos on the whip (on the whip)

Still gas, brake, dip (still gas, brake, dip)

Knock slidin' through your area (area)

I'm the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.)

The Bay Area (the Bay Area)

Forgiatos on the whip (on the whip)

Still gas, brake, dip (still gas, brake, dip)

Knock slidin' through your area (area)

I'm the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.)

The Bay Area (the Bay Area)

The inside of my house look like the Exploratorium

These suckas Capwell like Emporium

If you don't know what that is, Google it

Water give 'em the game, they don't know what to do with it

Growin' up in the octagon was interesting

Promethazines and antihistamines

Alcoholics and addicts sleeping on mattresses

The big homie got clean, now he's an activist

The turfers gon' turf to this, they gon' gig

This is high frequency, this ain't mid

Travel all over the world 'cause I got quid

I might watch the bullfight in Madrid

(Madrid?) Yeah, Mayne

(Where's Madrid?) Spain

You foolish, Mayne, you're the best

And I ain't gon' lie, bruh, you be dressed

How much your outfit cost? (Guess)

(Stay on the gas, Water) Say less

I tried your new wine, I'm impressed

I can't wait to see what you're comin' out with next

Chasin' checks is my expertise, I get Gouda all overseas

I used to sell coca leaf, now it's houses and notaries

Got all kinda entities, S-Corps and got LLCs

Invested in tech early, stay startuppin' companies

Forgiatos on the whip (on the whip)

Still gas, brake, dip (still gas, brake, dip)

Knock slidin' through your area (area)

I'm the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.)

The Bay Area (the Bay Area)

Forgiatos on the whip (on the whip)

Still gas, brake, dip (still gas, brake, dip)

Knock slidin' through your area (area)

I'm the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.)

The Bay Area (the Bay Area)