Drank Talk ft. NorthsideJah & Cray Lyrics

Had to slow down on that drink, I'm starting to reminisce

Niggas hoes, Ill show em how it go, I'll send another hit

Yeah, my bitch a pro , she ride it ,I buy her Prada fit

Hunnid bows, I was thinkin' bout lettin' them go, might drive the shit

We got sticks like violin, when a nigga run up, we fryin him

Swear that we been in the trap so long, me and bros done sold a lot of it

Speedin' a Hellcat trackhawk, going 200 the cops, ain't stoppin' shit

That bitch gen old I passed her to one of the bros, I throw a lot of assist

Crazy man, them niggas broke, look at my boogers,, them bitches froze

Wipe them down like a snotty nose, Nigga about that money like Shawty Lo

Ill be around all these bitches, I'm cocky as ever, I swear I ain't drivin' a boat

Nigga, I got my shit together, I'm livin' better, I don't really be doin' the most

Shit ain't bout to look no more, I had the luck, they burnt it up

We ain't Dick ridin' on no niggas, all the players fuck with us

Got an insurance on the money, it come in the armored truck

The brokest niggas be the loudest, wonder why Ain saying shit

Oversize jeans cost a thousand, youn think that my pants fit

Bitch want me to take her out, sheon know I know my man's hit

Out the south, I ship him out, I put them bitches in transit

Fine lil shit, keep throwin' fits, she some like a bad kid

This lil' bitch shape like an hourglass ,still want her ass did,

And I still fucked her to my music, make her sing my ad-lib

And I ain't worry about these hoes, kickback and' like my cash build

You ain't never touch a 50, you don't know how that cash feel

Tryna get rich, can't work no job, I'm trappin' bags out my kitchen

Slidin supercharged, can't stop, slap this bitch in track and get to trippin

Had to kick my cup, cause I got open cases, that's still pending

Fuck the jurisdiction, I'm still outside trappin' bags in different cities

I ain't had no sleep, I'm grindin' like I work the night shift

Outfit cost a nick, Rollie cost a dub, this just some light shit

Ion use it for the time, I'm takin' flights for peace of mind

I like how that Drake hit,this bit knock shit down like a NFL lineman

Thought about tradin' in my SRT, I don't even drive this bitch

I like cars and guns, fuck around, got bored and modded all my sticks

Pour a deuce of Tris, been a minute since I sipped

I ain't got no time for fun, I'm only takin' business trips

Hunnid bows, I don't think about lettin' them go like

Hunnid bows, I don't think about lettin' them go like drive this shit