Talkin ft. Lola Chroma Lyrics

Y'all about to make a bitch itch

Junji Ito told me a face split

And I don't need to hear about y'all corny fashion tips

Well, y'all need Fashion Nova just to help y'all make a simple fit

Treat me like a kid, but nigga, I ain't tricks

I look good and I feel good, so I'll take those fuckin' pics

I don't care if y'all think it's for attention or some clicks

I don't care about the thoughts of people born in 86

And I'm tired of these pussy bitches talkin

Always tryna find a problem, bitch, just admit you stalkin'

And I'm tired of these bitch-ass niggas barkin'

I don't want you, owe you a number, so nigga, keep walking

And I'm tired of these pussy bitches talkin'

I'm the first thing on your mind, it's a frenzy when I walk in

And I'm tired of all these people weeping

I'm sick and tired of these niggas, man, why y'all always preachin'

Nigga want some coochie, but can't even pay his bills

Think he got a chance with me or S.O.S., this ain't a drill

Save our souls from broke-ass niggas who wanna play for thrills

Ain't got no bank to back it up, nigga, can't even cop a feel

Back, back, back, back it up

Baki with the hittas, got security to back me up

We see them lookin' cuz we thick and pretty real bad as fuck

Baddest in the city, tell them hoes to go and look us up

And I'm tired of these pussy bitches talkin'

Always tryna find a problem, bitch, just admit you stalkin'

And I'm tired of these bitch-ass niggas barkin'

I don't want you or your number, so nigga, keep walking

And I'm tired of these pussy bitches talkin'

I'm the first thing on your mind, it's a frenzy when I walk in

And I'm tired of all these people weeping

I'm sick and tired of these niggas, man, why y'all always preachin'

We got hits, look at all these people whipped

Me and Lola got the haters and they wishin'

We told y'all once, but y'all refused to listen

So now we're headed to the music composition