TALKINBOUT! ft. Nate Donk! Lyrics

We who they talkin' about,

Think I'ma let off the new oppa stoppa, the opp talking crazy get popped in the mouth

Pullin up on 'em like… what's that sound?

We bout to break in yo house,

And if I come around wit all my bruddahs there's prolly no chance that you makin' it out

Wait hold up

I gotta run up my bag for a second

Mom always told me that I was a blessing

That beam on my hip finna send you to heaven

Ex talking crazy she showing aggression the way that we scoring would think I'm a Texan

Trust me lil baby just come to my section she talk all the talk but it's only through texting

Okay, callin too much And that hoe get deleted,

So many 0's follow 1 in my bank if you saw it you'd think that my bank undefeated,

I might jus lend a lil opp a lil 100k just because I could tell that they need it

How that lil boy say he doin his thing, when I checked on him seem like he ain't really breathing?

I wear baguettes in Italy

Swear that your girl wanna flick with me

I drop a song for the heck of it swear all these plaques got me shining and glittering

20k large put a hit on me baby this pilly got me feeling jittery

Swear that your songs they be killing me

She trashing my name she be littering

And it's jus like sometimes, it's hard bein' me

My car it don't start wit a key

And they say that pressure make diamonds, my chain it got pressure that's partin the sea

They say that I rap about money too much And it's gettin' too hard to believe

And I barely got any features cause none of these rappers can budget the fee

We who they talkin' about,

Think I'ma let off the new oppa stoppa, the opp talking crazy get popped in the mouth

Pullin up on 'em like… what's that sound?

We bout to break in yo house,

And if I come around wit all my bruddahs there's prolly no chance that you makin' it out