G.O.A.T. by Husbands (OKC) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Sensory overload
Spin it as recreation
I will be yours alone

[Chorus]
Sent for me
She's the G.O.A.T
Titillating sensation
Chilling me to the bone

[Verse 2]
Spent as she checked her phone
And cursed the shoddy reception
I will be yours alone

[Bridge]
Couple hours of heaven
Now no one is behaving at all
Can't stop counting seconds
Just waiting 'til the weekend to call
Wonder if she's missing me
That's not wishful thinking at all
Everyone's in love
And now nothing's quite as hopeless as before
[Chorus]
Sent for me
She's the G.O.A.T
Spin it as recreation