TALKIN SHIT Lyrics

Asthma attacking

Spitting magic

Go Go Gadget on my wrist

They call me the Jack of All Trades cause I got all types of tricks

Who is this

Calling on my phone complaining bout a bitch

Prolly hit that hoe one time and never hit her ass again

In the Volvo riding solo

I stay dolo on my own doe

Oh so icy cold like froyo

You wouldn't know doe

Cause I'm low low

Fuck with no one but my bro bros

Making USD and Pesos

Trust no ho hos

Count bank roll rolls

Roll a joint and smoke some dope

UH

UH

UH

Woke up on a Sunday feeling good, aye

Wonder what the fuck I'm finna do today

A perfect day to hustle and run up this cake

Running up these hundreds like I'm in a race

l slid on the plug all twenties, UH

Reup then Im right back on the money, UH

Stacking, stacking, stacking, going dummy, UH

All these blues brand new this ain't old money, UH

Roll another 3.5 of Biscotti up

Facing it don't wanna pass it to nobody, UH

Niggas thinking that they IT so I just call em clowns

These niggas fanned out, they bitches for these bitches now

Im 4L and you for the moment

Show me my opponent

Guaranteed he ain't gone want it

Pressure on him you know he gone blow it

Couldn't be me I ain't gone smoke it

If I want it I'm gone show it

T A K E

Ain't no hesitation

Guess Im dying for it

Pops think Im rebel I just think this shit worth fighting for

Whenever I hop on this mic its passion when I press record

3AM I'm puttin in work and what you doing in the bed snoring

Now they done woke him up

They done gassed him up

BOA YOU STILL GOOFY BITCH I GOT EM MAD AF

Please toughen up

They love to make them threats but we all know it's bluff

This one for them real niggas that sliding when they know it's up

Never been in too much action but when I was I ain't never run

Making niggas sick they stomach hurting get his ass some Tums

Circle getting smaller I'm getting tired of being around these bums

Pressure in my lungs smoking all the goofies in this blunt

With some nugs of Runtz exotic pack no you can't this son

Nah you can't hit this son