Goat Talk 2

Storm the most

Hurt the most

Hurt the most

If I get caught up in the storm, my brain gon' storm the most

Loyalty betrayed, it's like that pain that hurt the most

Told her I got dope dick, and now she want a dose

She know I'm a animal, she wanna fuck the G.O.A.T., yeah

You don't know what I been through

Say it's smoke, then be about it, get your issue

Attach the scope, so from afar, I still can hit you

Put some money on his top, same price as Christian Loubs

Red beam so precisive, yeah

Heat you, no Hibachi, yеah

I just copped a .40, I put the rеd beam on the side of him

We bring all the noise, I spent some money just to silence him

They say if I live by him

One day I'ma die by him

I'm dying on my own

So, I'm riding on my own

Crackers froze my time, eight months my time froze

I cut my lil' ho off, 'cause she ain't know how to play her role

My new ho suck me on the road, I'm speedin' down I-4

If you ridin', let me know

Get grimey uppin' poles

My lil' Y.G., he on go, tell her run down, he up the score

Gotta show me what it is, I keep that iron on me for sure

See shit for what it is, so don't be blinding me no more

It took some time, I realized, then opened my eyes

Yo shooter blind, open fire, but he closin' his eyes

Say, life's a gamble, goin' to trial like rollin' the dice

Say life's a gamble, goin' to trial like rollin' the dice

If I get caught up in the storm, my brain gon' storm the most

Loyalty betrayed, it's like that pain that hurt the most

Told her I got dope dick, and now she want a dose

She know I'm a animal, she wanna fuck the G.O.A.T., yeah

You don't know what I been through

Say it's smoke, then be about it, get your issue

Attach the scope, so from afar, I still can hit you

Put some money on his top, the same price as Christian Loubs

I pop out, I put that shit on, know what it make 'em hate

Can't be droppin' all these hit songs, like fuck it, make 'em wait

In his city, now his bitch gone, like, "This my bae today"

Me and my lil' stepper'll crash out, no talkin', take the case, uh

Still rollin' with the same **** that I started with

No wonder why they callin' me the G.O.A.T., I spit the hardest shit

Not cocky, I'm confident, my bitch say I'm a narcissist

.40 shoot, get hot like Devin Booker, ain't no guardin' this

I finger-fuck my nina till she have a orgasm

Show no remorse, clap 'em

We slap them doors, wrap 'em

Get on the floor, whack 'em

Better hope the Lord got 'em

Got plaques all through the crib, shit goin' gold and more platinum, oh

Uh, you don't know what I been through

I'm feelin' dangerous, who want smoke? 'Cause this blick new

If he run up, might show his ass what this stick do

We step on shit, now I got blood on my gym shoe

If I get caught up in the storm, my brain gon' storm the most

Loyalty betrayed, it's like that pain that hurt the most

Told her I got dope dick, and now she want a dose

She know I'm a animal, she wanna fuck the G.O.A.T., yeah

You don't know what I been through

Say it's smoke, then be about it, get your issue

Attach the scope, so from afar it still can hit you

Put some money on his top, same price as Christian Loubs