TALK ft. zanny d$ng Lyrics

What the fuck is you talkin' bout

What the fuck is you talkin' for

Ion know what you ranting 'bout

But I do know that my pockets full

Lil bro sayin he could handle the gas cuz he thought that shit was cool

I got so much muhfuckin' drip shit it look like I stepped out the muhfuckin' pool

Huh, shooting yo shot, its gon be yo last

If I get yo lo' its gon be yo ass

I take yo head off like it was a tag

I made that boy drop, I made that boy lag

Ion think you should talk if you ain't talkin' 'bout cash

I got the glock 40 yeah im boutta spaz

You talking bout old shit you stuck in the past

You did it on purpose that's not yo bad

What the fuck is you talking bout

She wan fuck, put it in her mouth

Pockets full got a large amount

Of cash, stack this shit up like a mountain

My racks overflow like a fountain

That boy rat he ain't really about it

On his head we gon' put hunnid thousands

Put him to rest his body never found

Yeah and my bitch she a killer

She gon' pop dude from the back, and then imma drill her

My bitch she aint needed no filler

But I bought her sum tiddies yea I'm going mike jack imma thrill her

I got em racks up

I'm in the s class benz finna crash this bitch Ben Stiller

This shit too lavish

But Im trying not to OD on these pills right now Mac Miller

Huh, Nigga, what, Nigga

Yeah fuck what you talkin' bout

Ion wan' hear your fucking mouth

I'm focused on large amounts

Yeah, you gon feel pain, blow your brain, Kurt Cobain, huh

I am insane, shit go bang, fuck yo gang

Yeah, I'm swole like Bane, you ain't shit you a lame

Bitch I'm sick, yeah yo bitch, my dick she gon lick

I always tote a blick, bitch I got a kit

Hell yuh that chop' gon hit

Dat bitch got some kick

This choppa finna blow your brains in

And she gon give me brain

She gon give me that top

Told that bitch can you not

I got this thot right here

And she stay tryna suck this cock

She gon do whatever I tell her

If I tell her to shoot she gon kill lil boy right there

It depend on my mood

I just might fuck on that hoe if she throwing that ass in the air

Yeah, I told em I'm on the clock

I got a new bitch for every hour

Huh, bitch we upping them glocks

Glock 9 tucked in my jeans Eddie Bauer

ARP hit him wit straight power

His screams or the bullets which one is louder

Raspberry kush smoke yeah it get too loud in this bitch

Zanny d$ng got the stick you gon die in this bitch