2 Goats (feat. Big Flexx Godd)

I Bet you gon slip when we slide
Creep on his block aint nobody outside
I'm tryna spin I'm like who boutta drive
Caught him on live now he not alive
Put him in a box, its no surprise
That Nigga scared by the look in his eyes
I got em in line Popeyes
Some shit like a burger five guys
I'm playin with guns, you playin with knives
Better hope you a cat, with nine lives
You sliding on who? you not gon survive
The Last nigga tried I think that he died
You talkin shit you gon get your mouth wide
The Glock in the bag like school supplies
The grip on the stick like I'm using some pliers
Knock back a perc, I'm boutta Glide
We don't run, we don't duck, we don't hide
If its beef we can meet, I got my 4'5
These lil niggas scared and they telling lies
Potato on the gun I'm not makin fries
X-Ray bitch I see through your disguise
Pull up hop out and send him to the sky
Just knock back a
Now I'm high in the sky
Why these niggas hating
I don't know why
Ima seller you comin to buy
He kept watchin my pockets got shot in the eye
Try me if you want, it wont be a tie
Aim, Shoot, Die nigga die
Went to sleep off the wock and woke up in Dubai Bigg tayy nigga
I'm lit, these niggas be dry

I'm on the block sellin o's like pies
One stop shop, come get it and buy
Kirkin nigga, I'm one of a kind
I fuck that lil bitch but wont give her my time
She just a 5 my bitch she a dime
Young nigga winning
Cant stop the shine
Cant trust a bitch cuz all of em lie
He say he real, That's disguise
Niggas be lyin, I be like why
Me and flexx godd, Back on the grind
When I'm off a thirty I be in the sky
Plugg through extra gave him high five
She try hit the weed I told her goodbye
She said she wanna smoke Then she gotta buy it
Two RP'S got a nigga tired
Niggas be hot prolly got on a wire
Walk up hits your boyfriend will buy
If she suck good dick, Then she hired
Niggas be washed up like a dryer



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Writer(s): Tayveon Flowers
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