At Will (Explicit) - G-Eazy/EST Gee

Lyrics by：Gerald Gillum/Matthew Samuels/George Stone III/Elias Sticken/Quentin Miller/Trevor Rich

Composed by：Gerald Gillum/Matthew Samuels/George Stone III/Elias Sticken/Quentin Miller/Trevor Rich

G-Eazy：

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 s**t just don't even matter to him

Took me a minute to comprehend

S**t that I needed I had within

Used to place all of my trust in them

I'm never doin' that s**t again

They get ahead of they self if you let 'em

They get to reachin' that s**t is pathetic

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 b***hes

I keep it two Virgils in all of my lyrics

Came in this b***h with exceptional spirit

Bulletproof vision cannot let them kill it

Real ones acknowledge my s**t 'cause they feel it

The rest of you want me forgotten and hidden

Uh whoever I f**k's automatically trendin'

She wanna F everywhere like it's Fendi

The p***y gets killed every time like it's Kenny ah

G-Eazy/EST Gee：

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

EST Gee：

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"

Yeah 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 b***hes right out they shell

I don't want love when I f**k

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 'til 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

B***h a*s n***as

G-Eazy：

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