Walk The Talk Lyrics

(But let me tell you that boy Davidson Da Kidd next up)

(Davidson The King next up)

(Davidson Da Kidd)

(Davidson Da Kidd)

(If she don't listen to Davidson Da Kidd she gotta go, feel me)

(Malloy, is it you again)

If they got a problem with me they can suck it

Matter fact, cook it and eat it for supper

I'm that motherfucker

I respect all of my brothers who stand on they business when they talking shit

'Cause too many bitches talk shit on the internet

But when they called to throw hits then they hidden

I can't fuck with pussies 'Cause bitch I ain't into that

All of you bitches, calm your titties

And shut the fuck up you be talking to much

Your mouth is too big for your tiny ass punch

I swear that you bitches love drama too much

Gossip on your story, you saying too much

That's when this shit get dangerous

That's when you become free game to us

And please do not complain

'Cause if you throw shade then you better throw a punch

He ain't my friend (he claiming he know me)

That boy is a fan (he secretly love me)

And so is his bitch (I secretly stole her)

She giving me head

I walk in the crib, now she grabbing her phone

If she be telling her friends that's a red flag

She telling me that she a changed woman

Only change that she is a fucking quarter (damn)

And there's a quarter million reasons why

I told that bitch bye

Said that she lesbian, but I only seen her with guys

And I'm ashamed to admit I was one of those guys

Hard to believe I spent thirteen months colorblind

Shit got me fucked up

She spreading some lies and I'm not surprised, so here is the truth

If they got a problem with me they can suck it

Matter fact, cook it and eat it for supper

I'm that motherfucker

I respect all of my brothers who stand on they business when they talking shit

'Cause too many bitches talk shit on the internet

But when they called to throw hits then they hidden

I can't fuck with pussies 'Cause bitch I ain't into that

All of you bitches, calm your titties

And shut the fuck up you be talking to much

Your mouth is too big for your tiny ass punch

I swear that you bitches love drama too much

Gossip on your story, you saying too much

That's when this shit get dangerous

That's when you become free game to us

And please do not complain

'Cause if you throw shade then you better throw a punch

And if you thought I wasn't gonna talk about that boy making death threats

He flashing a gun but that shit just a toy

You can't expect less from a freshman

Who grew in the burbs

And acting like he on some birth control, faking blaccents

Said he about to kill and everyone called him out

He said it's a joke and to chill

But you need to chill 'cause you stirring the pot

Every week that's a lot

Claiming that you got a girlfriend

We asked her, said that she dumped you

Damn, bet you embarrassed as fuck

I would be too, but bitch I'm too motherfucking cool

So I can't even act as if I know what that shit like to be you

Damn, it must be sad

If they got a problem with me they can suck it

Matter fact, cook it and eat it for supper

I'm that motherfucker

I respect all of my brothers who stand on they business when they talking shit

'Cause too many bitches talk shit on the internet

But when they called to throw hits then they hidden

I can't fuck with pussies 'Cause bitch I ain't into that

All of you bitches, calm your titties

And shut the fuck up you be talking to much

Your mouth is too big for your tiny ass punch

I swear that you bitches love drama too much

Gossip on your story, you saying too much

That's when this shit get dangerous

That's when you become free game to us

And please do not complain

'Cause if you throw shade then you better throw a punch

(If they got a problem with me they can suck it)

(Matter fact, cook it and eat it for supper

I'm that motherfucker)

(I respect all of my brothers who stand on they business when they talking shit)

('Cause too many bitches talk shit on the internet)

(But when they called to throw hits then they hidden)

(I can't fuck with pussies 'Cause bitch I ain't into that)

(All of you bitches, calm your titties)

(And shut the fuck up you be talking to much)

(Your mouth is too big for your tiny ass punch)

(I swear that you bitches love drama too much)

(Gossip on your story, you saying too much)

(That's when this shit get dangerous)

(That's when you become free game to us)

(And please do not complain)

('Cause if you throw shade then you better throw a punch)