Conversation ft. Not Spazz Lyrics

I love having conversations about compensation

They asking who's the biggest star

Let's ask the constellation

She love the fragrance

Got a whiff and now her mind's pacing

No patience if she want it

Ain't got time for waiting

Go crazy

I ain't gon stop you baby

Came through with all the juice

Like tell me how you like me baby

Big bills making deals

I got the whip skating

I'm just smoking out the window

Roll my gas and face it

I ain't got time for the bullshit

These niggas playing

Yea you way out of your league

U better check the weigh in

Out here looking for a problem

So I guess he made it

He keep on saying he gon slide

But I guess he was playing

Swear this world is crazy

Niggas claim that they demons get hit and start to praying

Oh damn

Can't trust a word you was saying

Same spot where you was talking

That's where you be laying

With your momma screaming why

She can't even take it

You can catch me riding with the music up

Let it bang out the truck and wake the city up

Yea you wanna be a heavyweight

You don't weigh enough

Beside the gas and murder rate

What's really up

I came through with the squad?

Check the flex and get your money up

Stand tall on my ten

Hold my weight you ain't son-in none

Big blunt on my lip

I guarantee I blow a hundred of em

I can smoke with the best

Ain't no fear I ain't running none

I been a real nigga

I don't really know nothing else

My wallet weighing down my joggers

I don't need fucking belt

I made it happen on my on

Bitch I don't need nobody help

I'm having motion if I want it

Make a call and get him nailed

Bitches salty cuz I'm lying

I tell them my phone tripping

Leave a message at the tone

My zone I'm so in it

I ain't even hear it ring

It's kinda like my phone was missing

Do dirty work on my own

What the fuck is a co defendant

She a dummy if she think she bout to smoke with me for free

And if she get a eighth for dub

Then she smoking some different weed

Still gon smoke it with her hoes

And ain't gon fail to mention me

All them bitches get influenced

Now they spending chip with me

Money coming bitches going

That shit keep my head spinning

Hardly focus on the loses

Nigga cuz I'm bread winning

Really tryna keep her round

Bitch know her head different

Shit cold as the fuck

Kinda like my leg missing

This nigga hype he hit my hoe it got him feeling like he up

But on the low I'm on her mind guess he ain't hit that shit enough

She know that nigga a bitch and we laugh when he play it tough

Let me hit it when I want cuz all I know is run it up

I had money on my mental ever since I was a young nigga

If you got dollars in your dreams then you can come with us

Fuck trying to hug the block now

I ain't get no love in it

Want me to hit once I spun she mc'lovin it