talk2me (Steph King Remix) ft. Steph King Lyrics

Big diamond ring on her hand

I can't control my body and I ain't pop a xan

I'm going crazy again

That nigga talking shit, nigga where is your mans?

Yeah that fuck nigga he dead

I put bout 20,40,60 rounds in his head

Big ass choppa filled with led

I'm riding round town with wifey and here's what she said

Talk to me boy

I'm finna get you a purse my money bezerk

My weed so strong not even on earth

I'm driving too fast hit a curb she said

Talk to me boy

Damn lil mama yeah I wanna get you some prada

Put on that shit I got Louis V jeans

If you talk on the team we causing a scene

Baby girl talk to me

Baby girl talk to me

Baby girl talk to me

Come talk to me

Imma do everything girl imma buy you a birkin

Girl your smile, I swear that it's perfect

These niggas don't got no purpose

If you see 102 get nervous

Nigga talking get hit with the chrome

You don't wanna jump me i'm never alone

I swing on your block like a monkey

I got me a bag you cannot take from me, no

Big diamond ring on her hand

I can't control my body and I ain't pop a xan

I'm going crazy again

That nigga talking shit, nigga where is your mans?

Yeah that fuck nigga he dead

I put bout 20,40,60 rounds in his head

Big ass choppa filled with led

I'm riding round town with wifey and here's what she said

Talk to me boy

I'm finna get you a purse my money bezerk

My weed so strong not even on earth

I'm driving too fast hit a curb she said

Talk to me boy

Damn lil mama yeah I wanna get you some prada

Put on that shit I got Louis V jeans

If you talk on the team we causing a scene

Why don't you talk to me no more?

Give up everything you got for me?, oh lord

Can't kick it with you can't open it back up once you closed those doors

Nobody cared about me

Cupid he hit me he told me he gotchu no matter what you do we ride for the team

I gotta slow down on codeine

Like 5 in the morning she like talk to me boy

We play with big sticks yall my sons now

He still rockin with them toys

I pull big rack out galore

Hit a bill, that you can't afford

For real though i'm sorry to tyler

I don't know what I was thinking

Sippin on drank getting me nauseous

Take two blinkers got me tripping

Swear to god I be hallucinating it make me mad as fuck

Why don't you talk to me?

Probably cause I push away everybody I love

Honestly, It's hard for me to imagine that i'm enough

Baby girl talk to me

Baby girl talk to me

Baby girl talk to me

Come talk to me