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baby jamo - goat talk lyrics

[intro]
uh
aye tallslime
uh, aye tallslime, uh
this a anti beat
[?]
[?] get busy

[chorus]
uh, uh
and yeah i just sit back and listen
watch all the faking watch all the tipping
gen5 26 right on the hip
whole lotta hundreds [?]
[?] and act like i’m mitch
uh, get on the beat and i’m coming harder
i’m on the box so i don’t want to be bothered
i got them zips for the low
come get it with me i bet you gon’ blow (let’s go let’s go)
no, i ain’t savin’ no ho
these b+tches gon’ go what they motherf+ckin’ know
uh, uh, uh, and i gotta run up a bag (aye, tallslime)
these b+tches be brokе i ain’t chasin’ no ass (nah)
try throw the oop and it’s right off the glass
uh, n+ggas keep throwing up fours
and i’m really pouring up fours
gеt out the box i’ma open the door
try spin the south and your sh+t goin’ north
i start hearin’ sh+t like f+ck the [?]
uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah i done dropped out of school
if i did school, i’m keeping that tool
sh+t can get shiesty, i’m feelin’ like pooh (boom, boom boom)
uh, i’m feelin’ like pooh, uh, uh (i’m feelin’ like pooh, uh)
[verse]
twin glocks, hop in that ride
[?]
they try to duck and they hide
n+ggas just talkin’ that sh+t got to firing (boom, boom, boom)
d+mn, i’m stuck in the box
n+ggas keep talkin’ these n+ggas got heart
n+ggas just jumped off the porch, these n+ggas ain’t k!llin’ they shoot from afar (jumped off the porch)
yeah i’m been trappin’ lil’ n+gga i got me some money to put on your top (broke ass n+gga)
n+ggas be cappin’ and sh+t, i’m just ’bout to crash, might cut off my box (cap ass n+gga)
trap through one in a day
ain’t servin’ no two, can’t f+ck up my face
catch me in traffic, i’m goin’ to a play
sellin’ them zips, ain’t sellin’ no j
i’m on the box in my vick i’m a dog
vision [?], my cartier lost
you f+ck with opps you know i’ma off you (you know i’ma dog)

[chorus]
uh, uh (you know i’ma dog)
and yeah i just sit back and listen
watch all the faking watch all the tipping
gen5 26 right on the hip
whole lotta hundreds [?]
[?] and act like i’m mitch
uh, get on the beat and i’m coming harder
i’m on the box so i don’t want to be bothered
i got them zips for the low
come get it with me i bet you gon’ blow
uh, no, i ain’t savin’ no ho
these b+tches gon’ go what they motherf+ckin’ know
uh, uh, uh, and i gotta run up a bag
these b+tches be broke i ain’t chasin’ no ass (nah)
try throw the oop and it’s right off the glass
uh, n+ggas keep throwing up fours
and i’m really pouring up fours
get out the box i’ma open the door
try spin the south and your sh+t goin’ north
i start hearin’ sh+t like f+ck the [?] (after i hit sh+t)
uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah i done dropped out of school (aye tallslime)
if i did school, i’m keeping that tool
sh+t can get shiesty, i’m feelin’ like pooh (feelin’ like pooh)
uh, i’m feelin’ like pooh, uh, uh
[outro]
(feelin’ like pooh, uh uh)

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