2 Goats

I think this our first song ever

Thank you Jada
I appreciate you sis

You popped a nigga over a bitch
Fuck you look like
Boy I ain't tryna save these hoes
Fuck I look like
I'm tryna put the play down on dog
But he won't come outside
You ain't gota act like you ain't
Fucking with the gang
You ain't gota act like you aint
Fucking with the other side
I been tryna tell you that this whole time

Cause they don't listen to a motherfucking thing
Ima quit talking
Always run her mouth
Kick her out you can keep walking
Pistol whipped a nigga
Tried to treat me like I'm regular
Rappers want a feature
I can't fit em in my schedule
I can get a nigga out them bands
And never fuck him
Double back and hit his baby moma
Cause its fuck him

I don't know why I got so much stamina
I'll fly a nigga baby moma out to Panama
I grew up in the ghetto yea
We ain't have nothing
And I know who dropped 50 on yo mans
But I ain't saying nothing
My nigga cmg
Cause he always love to shake something
I used to get mad at my moma
And then break something

I used to get mad at my moma
She was doing drugs
So I kept the shit in the family
Turned into the plug
Got my first 10 bands
Forgot who I was
Had to leave a couple bitches behind
Forgot who they was
I be dogging niggas I can't help it
I don't know why
Told him stop blowing up my phone
Nigga go cry

And I realized
Talk to em
Yea I realized
I gota separate myself from niggas
Just cause you hanging with thang nigga
Don't me you that nigga
He was a real nigga
That's the K sound
Damn he was a good nigga
But tell me something Jhyce
How all these niggas good niggas
Lil bitch think we fina fuck
Cause I took a picture

Bitch don't put me on your snap
I don't take pictures
I charge for those
Y'all be doing shit for free
I tax these hoes
Don't be rushing me
Bitch I move on my own time
Billboard in times square
And I did it in no time
I'll blow a bitch
I forgot about about it
I don't know
I ain't did shit

I know I scare my bitch at night
She be worried bout me
And I can't stop thinking about samson
When I'm out riding
Catch you at a reunion
With your family eating tacos
I might go to Cali
And get cool with the Vatos
I am so plugged in
Like I'm living in Los Santos
I'll never get mad
About another nigga fucking my hoe
Yo mans died yesterday
Thought I should let you know
We popped so many of yo man's
I done lost score



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Writer(s): Detwan Love
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