[Intro: T-Pain]
Boop, boop
Boop, boop (Yeah, yeah)
Boop, boop (Pizzle, woo)
Yeah, ayy, hey

[Chorus: T-Pain]
You ain't know about it, bitch, you know now (You know now)
They say you gotta hear it from the G.O.A.T. mouth (Ah-ah-ah)
That's that G.O.A.T. talk
That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk (Ah-ah-ah)
That's that G.O.A.T. talk
That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk, ayy, ayy
Worldwide n***a, but I'm so South (So South)
They say you gotta hear it from the G.O.A.T. mouth (Hey)
That's that G.O.A.T. talk
That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk
That's that G.O.A.T. talk
That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk
(Yeah, oh)

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
They say I need to let go of my past (Of my past)
Told 'em they could kiss my whole ass (Whole ass)
At this point, I already got the bag (Yuh)
All y'all n***as chasin' what I already had
I been the wave, n***a (Yuh)
I made a whole career off me havin' to save n***as (Yuh)
Then they turn they back on me and I forgave n***as (Yuh)
Now they my sons, I did not sign up to raise n***as (Nah)
At least behave, n***as (Nah)
See, I got Grammys on Grammys, I got awards all in my crib (Hey)
Feed me Houdinis who wanted me to disappear (Hey)
They wanna replace me, how you replace top-tier? (Hey)
Bitch, you ain't new Pizzle, you just been here for a year
[Pre-Chorus: T-Pain]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I ain't tryna stunt, homie (Stunt, homie)
The gross of your career's just a month for me (A month for me)
I know the last couple years been a slump for ya (Slump for ya)
And now you mad that I got the one-up on ya (One-up)
Yuh

[Chorus: T-Pain]
You ain't know about it, bitch, you know now (You know now)
They say you gotta hear it from the G.O.A.T. mouth (Ah-ah-ah)
That's that G.O.A.T. talk
That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk (Ah-ah-ah)
That's that G.O.A.T. talk
That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk, ayy, ayy
Worldwide n***a, but I'm so South (So South)
They say you gotta hear it from the G.O.A.T. mouth (Hey)
That's that G.O.A.T. talk
That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk
That's that G.O.A.T. talk
That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk
Yeah-oh

[Verse 2: T-Pain]
They say I need to get back on my shit (Back on my shit)
I told 'em they could suck my whole dick (My whole dick)
At this point, I already got it lit (Lit)
You still tryna do shit that I already did
I been the truth, n***a (Yuh)
You don't wanna see me go off in this booth, n***a (Yuh)
That leap of faith'll get you thrown off of the roof, n***a (Yuh)
Respect the O.G., yeah, you know me, who is you, n***a? (Yuh)
Ayy, what that do, n***a? (Yuh)
These unoriginal, hypocritical, pussy n***as
It'll hit you when it spit at you, get it to you the old-fashioned way
Cynical missions for them n***as that's actin' fickle
It'll pick a n***a off, you gon' listen to what I have to say
[Pre-Chorus: T-Pain & Both]
Yeah, I ain't tryna stunt, homie (Stunt, homie)
The gross of your career's just a month for me (A month for me)
I know the last couple years been a slump for ya (Slump for ya)
And now you mad that I got the one-up on ya (One-up)

[Chorus: T-Pain & Lil Wayne]
You ain't know about it, bitch, you know now
(Bitch, you know now)
They say you gotta hear it from the G.O.A.T. mouth
(Ain't talkin' bout shit)
That's that G.O.A.T. talk
That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
That's that G.O.A.T. talk
That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk, ayy, ayy
(That's that G.O.A.T. talk)
Worldwide n***a, but I'm so South (So South)
They say you gotta hear it from the G.O.A.T. mouth (Hey)
(And lemme talk my shit)
That's that G.O.A.T. talk
That's that (That's that) G.O.A.T. talk
That's that

[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]
They say I need to get back on my rap shit (My rap shit)
I say they need to get a fuckin' pap smear, lil' bitch
The greatest of all time, check my stats, bitch (Check my stats, bitch)
But you look like Wayne, you sound like Wayne, we gettin' catfished?
Callin' me a has-been when the only thing I have been
Is everything they haven't been
Looking like my mannequins
Somethin' like some amateurs, I call 'em Tunechi Scavengers
I need to sue they managers
All these lil' robots, do they even include the batteries?
Kiss my gluteus maximus
This ain't that and that ain't this, feel like I been cloned, dawg
I just cut your song off, that shit sound like womp-womp
I just cut some me on, that shit lit like neon
Grammys on my shelf
I know some bitches that deserve they panties on my shelf
But they didn't have no underwear
I'm on a planet somewhere else, on a Xan and somethin' else
If these rappers is my sons, as a parent, I have failed
I'm the G.O.A.T
I don't even fuckin' write, but one motherfuckin' quote
Is better than everything you ever motherfuckin' wrote
That's true, she got a G.O.A.T. tattoo
I got a G.O.A.T. statue, you gotta quote that too
From the G.O.A.T. mouth