Postin' Blicks, Pt. 2 (feat. YBK Kappy)

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Goattalkk Novaa in dis
Goattalkk Goattalkk Goattalkk
Kappy In Dis Bitch
Pull up on him lookin' froze
How you diss me you ain't know (Gang)
(Turn me up, Trad)
I don't gotta' post my gun You know I'm hard (Yea, you know)
Stay on your toes I caught him off guard (Caught him off guard)
Hop out the whip, Just me and zar (Me & who?)
Run that nigga down shoot up His car (Grahh)
That nigga a bitch You Know he soft (He a bitch)
Claim OTF when You know you not hard (No, you not)
These Niggas mad this shit be bizarre
How you gone hate (Bizarre)
When you Not that far nigga
I don't gotta' post my gun You know I'm hard (Gang gang gang gang)
Stay on your toes I caught him off guard
Hop out the whip, Just me and zar (Me & what?)
Run that nigga down shoot up His car
That nigga a bitch You Know he soft
Claim OTF when You know you not hard
These Niggas mad this shit be bizarre
How you gone hate
When you Not that far nigga
Bitch I don't miss
When I empty out the blick
Caught that nigga running From Me And I hit him In his shit
Nigga you can't run
You know I do this shit for fun
Seen that Nigga at the store
And I popped Him with his son
You know I'm Fed
Novaa send your bitch ass
To bed niggas know
I'm fucking Crazy
When I'm not on my meds
I don't need no pill
To do no Motherfucking drill
If I want Your ass gone
You know I'm Shooting
For to kill
You know I'm Crazy
You can ask my old lady
Why these niggas hoes for
Why They being shady
How you gone Diss me
When you don't even
Fucking know me
Bitch your ass Phony
Go get a job
Stop being Lonely
Goattalkk Novaa I'm the Best
Come and try me
Put me to The test
It's okay you know I'm The goat
I stick my dick
In your Bitch Throat
You know I'm going Off the top
I'm freestyling off the Dome
You niggas mad that I'm Home
It's okay you know I'm Gone
Niggas hate everyday but They Can't stop Me
Talking this Talking that nigga Just pop me
Say you a real killer but you can't Drop me
Walk in the club Ima' catch you In the lobby
Leave your shit blurry you gone Think dat it's foggy
Why you get Mad when I walk In the party
Nigga you a bitch
You don't want To approach me
All I hear is this All it do is Exhaust me
Niggas hate everyday but They Can't stop Me
Talking this Talking that nigga Just pop me
Say you a real killer but you can't Drop me
Walk in the club Ima' catch you In the lobby
Leave your shit blurry you gone Think dat it's foggy
Why you get Mad when I walk In the party
Nigga you a bitch
You don't want To approach me
All I hear is this All it do is Exhaust me
I don't gotta' post my gun You know I'm hard (Yea, you know)
Stay on your toes I caught him off guard (Caught him off guard)
Hop out the whip, Just me and zar (Me & who?)
Run that nigga down shoot up His car (Grahh)
That nigga a bitch You Know he soft (He a bitch)
Claim OTF when You know you not hard (No, you not)
These Niggas mad this shit be bizarre
How you gone hate (Bizarre)
When you Not that far nigga
I don't gotta' post my gun You know I'm hard (Gang gang gang gang)
Stay on your toes I caught him off guard
Hop out the whip, Just me and zar (Me & what?)
Run that nigga down shoot up His car (Grahh)
That nigga a bitch You Know he soft
Claim OTF when You know you not hard (Bah bah)
These Niggas mad this shit be bizarre
How you gone hate
When you Not that far nigga
Get the drop up on a opp bitch ain't no Second chances
I was in that field and throwing bullets like I'm peyton manning
Hot shii hit his face he get ta' burning like That nigga tanning
Young nigga making music, catching Bodies bitch i'm charles manson
He think he tuff we tie him up & hold that Pussy bitch for ransom
Bitches on my dick like yea he fine that lil Nigga handsome
You would think it's tweetie bird canary Diamonds get ta' dancing
Hand my bitch the glock she get ta' Spraying bitch we never panick (Yea yea)
Choppa box a nigga like Ali or sum
I call up my demon he be bout it he gone Get it done (Gang)
He gone snatch who chain? nah he ain't Bout he Ain't really dumb (He ain't bout it)
All these niggas pussy crazy part is they Ain't getting nun (No bitches)
These bitches showing titties they get litty Off that hen or rum
Lil bro get ta' fighting nigga f*ck that shit Go get A gun (Grrr)
She don't f*ck with that nigga pillow talking Said he been a bum (He bummy)
Pull up on a opp he see this glock that Nigga finna' run (Gone)
Keep that blick up in the party we gone Shut It down
Suppressor on that .223 it's shooting it Don't make a sound
He said that lil shii bout the gang now that Nigga heaven bound
They searching for his body put a opp up In the lost n' found
This choppa it hold a hunnind' rounds
These nigga they can't f*ck wit us
Goattalkk in this bitch and YBK bitch we Gone run it up (On gang)
In love wit' this money imma' addict i can't Get enough
He think he tuff we gone roll em' up and Turn a pussy bitch to dust
(Them niggas know wassup)
I don't gotta' post my gun, You know I'm hard (Yea you know)
Stay on your toes I caught him off guard (Caught him off guard)
Hop out the whip, Just me and zar (Me & who?)
Run that nigga down shoot up His car (Grrh)
That nigga a bitch You Know he soft
Claim OTF when You know you not hard (No you not)
These Niggas mad this shit be bizarre
How you gone hate
When you Not that
I don't gotta' post my gun, You know I'm hard (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
Stay on your toes I caught him off guard
Hop out the whip, Just me and zar (Me & what?)
Run that nigga down shoot up His car (Grrh)
That nigga a bitch You Know he soft
Claim OTF when You know you not hard (Bah, bah)
These Niggas mad this shit be bizarre
How you gone hate
When you Not that Far nigga (On gang bitch)
YBK, GT on top, niggas really wanna' play like we don't be on that block, but it's O fuckin' K, niggas know we spraying, you know what niggas ain't fucking playing
Goattalkk Kappy Out

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