2 Goats ft. Detwan Love Lyrics

I think this our first song ever

Thank you Jada

I appreciate you sis

You popped a nigga over a bitch

Fuck you look like

Boy I ain't tryna save these hoes

Fuck I look like

I'm tryna put the plate out on dog

But he wont come outside

You ain't gota act like you ain't

Fucking with the gang

You ain't gota act like you aint

Fucking with the other side

I been tryna tell you that this whole time

Cause they don't listen to a motherfucking thing

Ima quit talking

Always run her mouth

Kick her out you can keep walking

Pistol whipped a nigga

Tried to treat me like I'm regular

Rappers want a feature

I can't fit em in my schedule

I can get a nigga out them bands

And never fuck him

Double back and hit his baby moma

Cause its fuck him

I don't know why I got so much stamina

I'll fly a nigga baby moma out to Panama

I grew up in the ghetto yea

We ain't have nothing

And I know who dropped 50 on yo mans

But I ain't saying nothing

My nigga cmg

Cause he always love to shake something

I used to get mad at my moma

And then break something

I used to get mad at my moma

She was doing drugs

So I kept the shit in the family

Turned into the plug

Got my first 10 bands

Forgot who I was

Had to leave a couple bitches behind

Forgot who they was

I be dogging niggas I can't help it

I don't know why

Told him stop blowing up my phone

Nigga go cry

And I realized

Talk to em

Yea I realized

I gota separate myself from niggas

Just cause you hanging with thang nigga

Don't me you that nigga

He was a real nigga

That's the K sound

Damn he was a good nigga

But tell me something Jhyce

How all these niggas good niggas

Lil bitch think we fina fuck

Cause I took a picture

Bitch don't put me on your snap

I don't take pictures

I charge for those

Y'all be doing shit for free

I tax these hoes

Don't be rushing me

Bitch I move on my own time

Billboard in times square

And I did it in no time

I'll blow a bitch

I forgot about about it

I don't know

I ain't did shit

I know I scare my bitch at night

She be worried bout me

And I can't stop thinking about samson

When I'm out riding

Catch you at a reunion

With your family eating tacos

I might go to Cali

And get cool with the Vatos

I am so plugged in

Like I'm living in Los Santos

I'll never get mad

About another nigga fucking my hoe

Yo mans died yesterday

Thought I should let you know

We popped so many of yo man's

I done lost score