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Mike Dimes

TALK2ME

 

TALK2ME


I ran it up off the muscle, I ran it up off the top
I double B on the buckle, deezy been uppin his opps
I only come for the duffle, she only come for the cock
I never talk I'm too humble, really I don't like to talk

She only talk to me cause money in the bank sit properly
She only talk to me cause all these niggas keep on jocking me
I got a bag wit Gs and we ain't even have to serve a G
I got it all on me and now she tryna take it all off me

I said wait, I said hollup
I'm too straight, I can't fold up
Give me face, not no makeup
If you lame, you can't roll up
You 2 faced, don't like cobras
In my lane, my composure
He got shanks I got soldiers
If you play, you get poppoppoppop
Poppin my fetus, gone have the racks like serena
I bless my bitches wit nothing
Besides sum dick and a tshirt
How you gone ball in the bleachers
Come hang wit niggas who cleaned up
Come drank wit niggas who Td up
We ballin cant kick my feet up
Bitch it's to late for the act, I made racks after racks
You gone see the ones who left me tryna come and stumble back
Never live a life to go and fuck wit people who laid back
I'm not complacent and she noticed that theres something I'm ask, like why you talk to me

She only talk to me cause money in the bank sit properly
She only talk to me cause all these niggas keep on jocking me
I got a bag wit Gs and we ain't even have to serve a G
I got it all on me and now she tryna take it all of me

I got a bag and now she acting different
Pockets overweight I'm limping
I kno if I never got it, she would prolly end up dippin
Deezy up the budget, I see everybody started simpin
She don't even kno my name, all she see is blang blang blow
Oh they like me now
Heard they wanna fight me now, I'm the bell inside my town
Golden boy gone need a crown
I came with a different sound, he came tryna jack my style
I can rap on everything she said I rap bout anything

She only talk to me cause money in the bank sit properly
She only talk to me cause all these niggas keep on jocking me
I got a bag wit Gs and we ain't even have to serve a G
I got it all on me and now she tryna take it all off me

done

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