Goat BBQ(Battle collaboration)

[Intro] Talkbox Yeah... we heard them barnyard clowns talkin’... Flipper Dogg pullin’ up… horns gettin’ clipped tonight… [Chorus] Go...go...go...go...go...goat? Y’all just barnyard jokes, we the real G’s on the floe Baaa-d Goat? More like Sad Goat, broke and slow We regulatin’ the ice while y’all still chewin’ on hay and hope Go...go...go...go...go...goat Pockets full of hay? We got krill and heavy ropes Shorty see a real penguin, she back that tail up slow While you still in the barn gettin’ milked by the hoes [Verse 1] I heard y’all in the barn actin’ like y’all hard Headbuttin’ fences like a bunch of retards We ridin’ chrome sleds, sittin’ on three wheels Y’all ridin’ rusty tractors smellin’ like shit and hay fields Gold chain made from tractor parts? That’s cute as hell Mine came from the deep sea real heavy, pure ice as well You regurgitatin’ money? We spittin’ cold facts Every bar I drop make the whole South Pole react [Chorus] Go...go...go...go...go...goat? Y’all just barnyard jokes, we the real G’s on the floe Baaa-d Goat? More like Sad Goat, broke and slow We regulatin’ the ice while y’all still chewin’ on hay and hope Go...go...go...go...go...goat Pockets full of hay? We got krill and heavy ropes Shorty see a real penguin, she back that tail up slow While you still in the barn gettin’ milked by the hoes [Verse 2] G-Goat-Unit? More like G-Goat Stupid Whole crew look like y’all lost a fight with Cupid You king of the hill? We kings of the floe You get milked every morning, we run the whole snow Baaa-d Goat on the beat? Sound like a dying sheep My talkbox hit harder than your weak-ass bleat You sippin’ muddy slop, we sippin’ pure krill juice Step on the ice wrong one Flipper slap will end you [Bridge] Talkbox Yeah… It’s Flipper Dogg… We got the whole glacier on smash tonight… Goat boys talkin’ loud but they fold when the bass drop… Horns up? We foldin’ them horns tonight… [Verse 3] You said “Get Rich or Die Baaa’in”? We already rich, y’all still out here die tryin’ Shorty left the barn soon as she heard my sled comin’ Now she in the passenger seat, tail waggin’, hummin’ Y’all can keep the pasture, keep the hay and the smell We keep the G-Funk, the ice, and the clientele Next time you drop a track, better add some bass and soul Or stay in the barn… penguins runnin’ the North Pole [Chorus] Go...go...go...go...go...goat Y’all finished, better pack up and hit the back road We in the club on ice, breakin’ all your horns Penguins run the game now… drop it to the flo’! [Outro