Bro Talk ft. Chamellion Lyrics

Boi this sound like that gah damn

Think i need to let her go

I was right

Sayless, lets ride

Think i gotta let her go

I can't

It was hard to find her

Nigga what you mean so what

You ain never been close or around her

Gang you finna piss me off cus the roles were flipped i'd be quiet

Exactly so please shut up so i can tell you how I found her

It was day time i was in the A chillin

Grabbing me a plate from that nigga Big Willis

Ain even notice luh shawty

God her body

I had to tell her she too pretty

She looked at me & said boi you handsome

Asked for her number she ain hold it for ransom

Was finna go bout my day until she asked me

"Hey, You got plans hun?"

Like Damn

Look at Saleemah's first grandson

He smooth with his words he not tongue tied

He be keepin it real won't tell no lies

Gah damn

I remember them days i ain get no love

Now im stickin my dick in they damn guts

Shawty weak in the knees off one touch

Ooooooweeeeee

Lemme get back to the story

We walked to car

Side eyein her frame

I can't even lie i was horny

Issa stallion in my whip

She ask for sum music

I cut on sum Tory

We get to laughin in this bitch

I switch up the vibe i put on sum Skooly

Now we ridin down 285

I'm blowin big dope

Asked shawty if she want sum

She told me she don't smoke

She said that she good tho cus i had down the window

I had on that shit that Joe be makin call it Simple

Guess what happen nigga when we pulled up to my

Aye hold up twin

I was just fucking with a girl thas on the exact same wave

Thas crazy

She wanna go to Atlanta we pull up to Ponce City Market

She said that she was just callin and textin my phone and i told her i forgot my charger

I told luh shawty don't come over here naggin and shit

You tryna act like my bitch

That don't even sound like the type of bitch i was fw but ight

I took luh shawty to go private shoppin

Go to Atlanta we ride helicopters

Notice she puttin that shit on

We taking pictures she look like a model

Baby don't do that lil kid shit we grown

She riding passenger singin my song

She hit the hair salon braids lookin long

I hit her friend but we still get along

She got that natural skin

No she don't need make up

I had to tell you twin cus you kno you my boa

She actin crazier and I'm actin crazy

We go to the spot and she wet like tha navy

I walked in the spot and im closin tha windows

Don't need all tha talkin from her nosy neighbors

Damn twin yall niggas nasty ainnit

I'm saying

Shid i feel you tho twin yk i feel you nigga gah damn

Aye

Na this shit is kinda wild tho like

On God

Shit i guess this how it be when ya gah damn P out here

Nigga Playa fasure

Shit i guess bruh gah damn

Wait you said shawty don't smoke but i know shawty got a coke body

I had to hit up my folk it was one helluva night

Gah damn twin just chill out twin just chill out that's my bitch that's my bitch

You got yo bitch you got yo bitch this my bitch gah damn

Yk it's all love nigga yk talk yo shit