Hotboii feat. Polo G – Goat Talk 2 Lyrics | Official Video

Lyrics Goat Talk 2 – Hotboii feat. Polo G

If I get caught up in the storm, I bring a storm the most
Loyalty betrayed, it’s like that pain that hurt the most
Told her I got dope deeck and now she want a dose
She know I’m a animal, she wanna f**k the GOAT, yeah

You don’t know what I been through
Say it’s smoke then be about, get your issue
Attach the scope, so from afar it still can hit you
Put some money on his top same price as Chris Loubs

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Red beam so precisive, yeah
Eat you, no Hibachi, yeah
I just copped a .40
I put the red 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 speeding down I-4

If you riding let me know
Get grimey upping poles
My lil’ YG, he on go
Tell him run down, he up the score
Gotta show me what it is
I keep that iron on me for sure
See s**t for what it is
So don’t be blinding me no more

It took some time, I realized
Then opened my eyes
Your shooter blind, open fire
But he closing his eyes
Say life’s a gamble going to trial
Like rolling the dice
Say life’s a gamble going to trial
Like rolling the dice

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If I get caught up in the storm, I bring a storm the most
Loyalty betrayed, it’s like that pain that hurt the most
Told her I got dope deeck and now she want a dose
She know I’m a animal, she wanna f**k the GOAT, yeah

You don’t know what I been through
Say it’s smoke then be about, get your issue
Attach the scope, so from afar it still can hit you
Put some money on his top same price as Chris Loubs

I pop out, I put that s**t on
Know what it make ’em hate
Can’t be dropping all these hit songs
Like f**k it, make ’em wait
In his city, now his b**ch gone
Like, this my bae today
Me and lil’ stepper’ll crash out
No talking, take the case

Still rolling with the same
N**gas that I started with
No wonder why they calling me the GOAT
I spit the hardest s**t
Not cocky, I’m confident
My b**ch say I’m a narcicist
Forty shoot, get hot like Devin Booker
Ain’t no guarding this

I finger my f**k my Nina ’til
She have an 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
S**t going gold and more platinum, oh

You don’t know what I been through
I’m feeling dangerous, who want smoke
‘Cause this blick new
If he run up, might show his ass
What this stick do
We step on s**t, now I got blood
On my gym sh*es

If I get caught up in the storm, I bring a storm the most
Loyalty betrayed, it’s like that pain that hurt the most
Told her I got dope deeck and now she want a dose
She know I’m a animal, she wanna f**k the GOAT, yeah

You don’t know what I been through
Say it’s smoke then be about, get your issue
Attach the scope, so from afar it still can hit you
Put some money on his top same price as Chris Loubs…

➤ Written by Hotboii & Polo G
Produced by Quay Global
Hotboii | Polo G | 2020

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