BACK TALK Lyrics

(yeah) (yeah) (mmm)

I don't like back talk, fuck that

It's not how I was raised

Just hit the gas son, n' stay in your lane

Don't gotta act hard (act hard)

Don't put a mask on (mask on)

Don't gotta bad heart (bad heart)

Don't get a trap on (trap on my face)

I gotta trap on my face when I'm mad

And I'm walking stone cold (that's cold)

Add up the math with the life that I've had

And I'm walking around like an old goat

G.O.A.T

They tryna' be better than me

I get the double cup, double the remedy

And I just pour in the free

Don't talk

When I pour up my mental fee

When I pour up my mental fee

Don't talk

When I pour up my mental fee

When I pour up my mental fee

My breath is so cold, what I'm spittin' is visible

Live by my syllables, own it

Condition is critical

Doing the most like it's looking residual

Had to let go of my heart, like it's fixable

You never earned it

So what were you winning it over for?

Bitch I just told you that truth

And it was just a lie to you

Why do you think I was acting so cynical?

What's all that sinning for?

If the wine is not drinkable

And I cried a whole glass

Wiped a whole glass

Did my whole thing for you, Jack

And I looked at myself in the mirror

It cracked like what happened

To visiting me in a visual that wouldn't break into glass, Jack

So I'm just getting my hazmat

Smoking it up til' I'm toxic

Told myself I wouldn't talk to you

Told myself that I wouldn't rock for you

Told myself I that won't ride for you

Told myself I wouldn't talk to you

Told myself that I wouldn't rock for you

Told myself I that won't ride for you

I don't like back talk, fuck that

It's not how I was raised

Just hit the gas son, n' stay in your lane

Don't gotta act hard (act hard)

Don't put a mask on (mask on)

Don't gotta bad heart (bad heart)

Don't get a trap on (my face)