Zoe Talk Lyrics

Niggas talking shit

I can show you how to flip that bag if you with it

Keep on talking shit, I fall back

I pray for healing

Run me up a baggy

I don't care for feelings

I wonder why you bummy though

Once I flipping bricks

You gon' look just like a dummy hoe

I just want that money though

I just want that money bro

Yeah

Cashing out at like every store

I rather chase a bag

Chilling in the V with Dior smoking gas

Then I crashed the V

I was going out sad

Golden chain on me

And these bitches calling back

Oh no

18K

Run up, I'm gon' spray

Heard he talking shit

I clutched that medal to his face

Smoking on that eighth

Driving off to space

If we booming shit, we flocking shots at the whole place nigga

Yeah

Nah that shit be funny though

You just a lil groupie hoe

You don't got no money bro

You a bum nigga ripping fashion for the stoley though

He moving like don't say that bro

Getting bitches names tatted though

Keep lacking though

I'm talking all that shit

Get it back for bro

Keep lacking though hoe

Like what the fuck is that lil bro

All these goofy ass niggas

Poke sa wap pale

Ou pa konnen mwen

I can show you if you riding

Gade kijan m ap woule

Gadda kijan m ap woule boas sa today

I can show you like 3, 4, 5, any day

Me and Dior had to go get a lil pack

Had to trap, had to flip it

Then we made it back

Niggas talking steady bitching but

I just sit and laugh

Because we sitting here getting money

Fuck I look like sitting back oh