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Problem

Stop Talkin

 

Stop Talkin


Stop talkin, niggas talking too much
She ain't shit, stop wifing these sluts
Remember running through nights of that dust
I must've spent like two nights in her guts
It's too much money out here to be on hoe shit
She know I'm shining so she tryna ride the glow stick
Re-invest all the profits make the dough flip
Do my dirt alone it's proven niggas gon snitch

It's hell obvious ain't no honor in this shit no more
Her pussy fire but I can't fuck with that little bitch no more
The streets on fire police Justin through them kitchen doors
Bruh I gotta touch a billie for I meet the lord
Throw a rack for every patna doing state time
Check a check for every partna in the ground
Who's watching over me to make sure I'm safe and sound
I don't really see too many real ones when I look around
But I keep my head up
Never looking down
Took my L's on the chin, never took me down
You ain't got a loyal squad, better get you one
You know you on when your opp's bitch try to give you some
Uh you're looking for a pass we ain't giving none
Uh baby poppin ass hope I give her some
No that ain't how it go
But you can keep drop drop drop drop drop drop droppin to the floor
Pop it let it go
Fuck it brought her homegirl got it poppin at the yo
Remember having 4somes in Compton on the floor off a molly on my aunties living room floor
All facts no cap
Ohh ohh
Bently truck color suwooop
Flip styles
Done doing that let's do this now
Kush loud Cristal
Pop of the top
Baby FaceTimed me then she popped off her top
like ohh girl why you got them titties out
Needed a rush so she went a pulled some Iggy out
Straight dopehead shit went line after line
If I told you her name you'd swear I was lying on God
Yeah
Yeah
Ye ye ye yeah

Stop talkin, niggas talking too much
She ain't shit, stop wifing these sluts
Remember running through nights of that dust
I must've spent like two nights in her guts
It's too much money out here to be on hoe shit
She know I'm shining so she tryna ride the glow stick
Re-invest all the profits make the dough flip
Do my dirt alone it's proven niggas gon snitch

What
What
What what what what
Whaaaaaaat

Do my dirt alone it's proven niggas gon snitch
Do my dirt alone it's proven niggas gon snitch

done

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