Barn Burner (Response)(Battle collaboration)

[Intro - Talkbox] Yeah... heard y'all bleatin' again... Flipper Dogg... time to put these farm boys in they place... [Chorus] Go...go...go...go...go...goat? Y'all still in the barn talkin' like y'all runnin' something Triple sec in the hay? That weak shit don't mean nothing We on the ice with real weight, y'all just bluffin' Go...go...go...go...go...goat Call me Flipper Fraud? Boy you clearly seein' ghosts You bone-thuggin' hay bales, smell like shit and compost Shorty heard my sled and left your barn the moment I approached [Verse 1] You creepin' through the pasture with that triple sec talk We gliding on chrome sleds while your whole crew just walk Horns pokin' out a cap? That's some real farm shit We got ocean gold chains that your tractor dreams can't even get You said we on that ice shit gettin' slayed? Funny joke One flipper to the chest and your whole barn start to choke You runnin' from baby seals? That's the weakest cap I heard We regulatin' glaciers while you scared of a little bird [Chorus] [Verse 2] G-Goat-Unit deep? Y'all deep in manure Harmonizin' barnyard sounds, still can't find a real cure You king of the hill? We kings of the floe and the wave You gettin' milked twice a day, we the ones who get paid Baaa-d Goat on the beat? Sound like a goat with a cold My talkbox hit different leave your whole crew on hold You sippin' muddy slop, call that barnyard pride? We sippin' fresh krill while your shorties switch sides [Bridge - Talkbox] Yeah... Flipper Dogg... Y'all got the barn? We got the whole South Pole on lock You bleat real loud but fold quick when the real bass drop... Horns up? We foldin' them... clean off... [Verse 3] Stay frosty? We the frost, y'all just melt when it's hot Get Rich or Die Baaa'in? Y'all dyin' and still smellin' like rot You said we waddlin' on ice? We glide smooth, never slip While y'all stompin' in mud, lookin' dumb as hell with that drip Shorty back that tail for hooves? She laughin' at the barn Soon as my neon sled lights hit, she was gone with no alarm Next time you drop a track, bring more than weak farm noise Or stay in the barn forever... penguins run this with poise [Final Chorus] Go...go...go...go...go...goat Y'all finished, better stay up in that back road We in the club on ice, breakin' every horn you own Penguins shut it down... now drop it to the flo'! [Outro - Talkbox] Horns down, goats... Flipper Funk Era... barn burned to the ground... Baaaa-bye...