Talk My Shit 3

Hey, its Stevie gang bitch

I ain't lovin' on these bitches, know that shit come with a fee

These bitches ain't gon' ride for you, it's just your turn, learnt that from bree

Stevie died, everybody hurt, I'm thinkin' get back while I grieve

She claimed that she loved him, was gettin' fucked less than a week

Watch who you round dese', jits be snakes, I feel she only hit my phone up

Cause she know that I got paper, she fucked that dude

What should I think, would I be wrong, to bust his brain

Can't love on you, you come with pain, get in that mode, I'm off a drank