ionnowhatchutalkinbout ft. King Fiya Lyrics

Yeah

Niggaz talking real loud but they ain't said shit

Damn

Word on the street is he ain't getting no chips

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout

I heard he a lame and can't pull a bad bitch

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout

Word on the street is that nigga can't spit

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout

I heard you run up on him and you won't get hit

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout

Now let's cut through the fray

Somebody go tell the bad bitches that a nigga came to play

Around my way

A lotta niggaz act funny

It's okay that talk gets back to me

You heard that I'm a bum ass nigga

Well shit

This knot in my hand begs to differ

I'm lit

I bet my tongue get her to shiver

I'm slick

With the pen I guarantee to deliver

A hit

Yes I am that fucking guy

Go against me I dare you to fucking try

I keep winning

I don't even wonder why

I will turn ya battle cries to lullabies

You feel froggy nigga leap

You clowns shouldn't even get to speak

I'm on the grind don't have time to teach

So my knife hit ya neck

And ya body hit the street

Word on the street is he ain't getting no chips

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout

I heard he a lame and can't pull a bad bitch

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout

Word on the street is that nigga can't spit

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout

I heard you run up on him and you won't get hit

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout

Nigga what you talking bout

I ain't tryna talk it out

Outline chalk it out

Fuck a bitch toss her out

Talking out the side your mouth

I might be outside ya house

I'm ya teacher time you out

All i wear designer now

Fiya Man Vandalized the city

Bitch it's money season

Wonder why i chase the bag

Know i got a hunnid reasons

I can never hate on niggas

I just need my steak well seasoned

I can't give no break to niggas

Make sure that our statement even

Ran it up went straight to Neiman's

I cannot equate the meaning

Blowin on the sinsemilla

All my niggas straight we eating

All my niggas making breesh

Trappin outta state for weeks

Out in France eatin quiche

Milan for the bolognese

I just took Euro trip

I might eat some cuttlefish

I was on my subtle shit

Light bracelet no chain

I done seen a ho change

Swear this shit's a cold game

Fiya Man gas man

Hank Hill, propane

Word on the street is he ain't getting no chips

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout

I heard he a lame and can't pull a bad bitch

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout

Word on the street is that nigga can't spit

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout

I heard you run up on him and you won't get hit

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout

Word on the street is he ain't getting no chips

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout

I heard he a lame and can't pull a bad bitch

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout

Word on the street is that nigga can't spit

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout

I heard you run up on him and you won't get hit

Ionnowhatuchtalkinbout