TALK ft. Eli tried... Lyrics

Shawty want it all but her attitude be spicy

Why these pussies talk when they wanna be just like me?

I be in her jaw, all my new hoes pricey

They just wanna know what do I seek

I be running out of time just to type

I be picky wit my type

Need a bitch that look like Kylie

If I hear them niggas talk it's on sight

I got divas in my life

Had to cut em out my psyche

I got bitches giving top in the limousine

I feel like Vegeta wit my royalties

When I step into the pool hall they know it's me

Numbers going up like they Killua, Godspeed

Bih, pull up wit the chrome make em bachata

Shawty really thick, she got them cha-chas

I be fucking up her neck, haha

Make her do the ah ah

Sleep like Koala

If you die it's no problem

I just let the blick speak

Bullets gon resolve it

Black and white bitches like Obama

I feel like Osama, I pull up with that llama

Off the bean it got me hazy

You could pull up wit yo clan nigga

I promise it won't faze me

I hear them talk behind my back don't wanna face me

His bitch was tryna face me

She said it was tasty

Shawty want it all but her attitude be spicy

Why these pussies talk when they wanna be just like me?

I be in her jaw, all my new hoes pricey

They just wanna know what do I seek

I be running out of time just to type

I be picky wit my type

Need a bitch that look like Kylie

If I hear them niggas talk it's on sight

I got divas in my life

Had to cut em out my psyche