goat talk - 4400dy lyrics
[intro]
what do you desire? ax go crazy
[chorus]
yeah, she say “what you see in me?”
(i don’t even know, i don’t even know)
but, whenever i wanna talk b*tch i just put on a beat
(b*tch, haha, i don’t even know, i don’t even know)
d*mn she p*ssed, and she mad ’cause i ain’t even f*ck her all week
(i don’t even know)
d*mn i should’ve crashed, should’ve hit
b*tch, when i know that i’m sleepy
like yeah he slid, but he missed, i bet that he wished that he hit me
my money long, so he p*ssеd, i heard he been pinchin’ on penniеs
got a bad lil’ ho, came straight to the door
she ain’t wearin’ no panties
b*tch i’m on go, don’t sip that there, i had slipped me a xanny
[verse]
mama i’m sorry, t know i love you
brand new car, push start the b*tton
ma i’m goin’ far, oh this ain’t for nun’
[?] tat on my arm, might hit up my cousin
[?] go crazy, go crash the lil’ beamer
and i got the cedes, when i park i don’t pay on no meter
ish popped up wit’ his fire, yeah we exchangin’ heaters
yeezy my muf*ckin’ feet but won’t never catch me in adidas
one day i’ll be fillin’ arenas
my brother strappin’ like [?]
he no sipper, he poured a line in a two liter
sh*t don’t make no sense, you ain’t gettin’ high off of nun’
he just be talkin’ that sh*t, he ain’t gon’ slide for nun’
yeah, that ain’t yo’ strap that’s yo’ bro gun
frrrr, frrrat, .556 green tip on that ho
and i put a scope, just so they know
they can’t even hide from lil’ foe, b*tch i’m the muf*ckin’ goat
i’m a backwood stuffer, taught her how to roll
i’m a big stick clutcher, won’t leave what i post
we in miami, i ain’t even book a route to ’em
the hoes they look, she wanna go home
but she so bad, i can’t leave her ‘lone
it look so fat wit’ the sundress on
i drop a hit like every song
i send a hit and i get him gone
real real za, that’s my cologne
real dopesick, i need me some
some of that drop, some of that mud
big ass glock, she like “as you should”
i’m firin’ this drac, i’m clutchin’ the wood
i’m f*ckin’ this ho, thinkin’ if i should
oh sh*t now, b*tch i’m just trippin’
off of that blue, sh*t got me slippin’
gle coupe, i done f*cked the transmission
still goin’ cedes but this time a sprinter, i need it all tinted
hop out that b*tch, just don’t be a victim
and she got a ass, sum’ like kim k
and i get them racks, even on a bad day
i hit up saks, after i hit chase
then hit up beni’s for the lil’ entree
gee free, i had to hit jay
gle sh*t, i done took off the intake
448, up in the trap, hit me for a two eight
and that’s a lil’ zip but b*tch i got plates
i don’t workout but i’m shakin’ the weight
i just wan’ f*ck this ho, paint on her face
big glocks ars up in the place
ho i love you hard, i can’t even stay
been drinkin’ on wockhardt, that sh*t outdated
[chorus]
shh, yeah, she say “what you see in me?”
(i don’t even know, i don’t even know)
but, whenever i wanna talk b*tch i just put on a beat
(i don’t even know, i don’t even know, i don’t even know)
d*mn she p*ssed, and she mad ’cause i ain’t even f*ck her all week
d*mn i should’ve crashed, should’ve hit
b*tch, when i know that i’m sleepy
like yeah he slid, but he missed, i bet that he wished that he hit me
my money long, so he p*ssed, i heard he been pinchin’ on pennies
got a bad lil’ ho, came straight to the door
she ain’t wearin’ no panties
b*tch i’m on go, don’t sip that there, i had slipped me a xanny
[outro]
b*tch, haha, 4400 taliban
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