Talk About It Lyrics

What's the problem

Let me solve it

We could get it popping

What you copping

I got flavors

You know plenty options

And I don't trust a soul

Never really loved hoe

Never followed suit

Ace of spade when I'm cutting thru

I got a ruler on the bottom of this ruger

Joey be a tutor hit them all in the medula

I got bad bitches wetter than a scuba

Got ambition ima get it are you stupid

I was down to my last still put in on a 2 pick

Quick cash grabbed a couple bags and got to it

Real trap star

I'm just Tryna give you what you ask for

Still be with them members what you mad for

Look I'm tryna stack then put some stamps on my passport

Smoking gas sending packs off like a dam sport

Moving bags out the jan sport off the back porch

Now I'm hot like a dam torch get your mans scorched

I'm talking fire

Fuego

All about the pesos

Joey won't ever be Diego

If you know you know

I'm trying get it all across the globe

I'm trying win cause they told me no

And they said I won't

Yea

Put the bullshit side

Sometimes I got too much pride

Still don't give a fuck

Went thru shit you would've given up

Took all my lessons and switched it up

Never catch me slipping up

I sip a cup straight Henny til I'm feeling numb

Hit the town make a couple rounds then I'm dipping off

I gotta get it for my kids and all

Rolling with them members yea I'm still involved

Said fuck a hook I'll body beats with the realest bars

Fentanyl Perkies and some addys

Go head mix them all

She said she hate me only love me when I'm hitting raw