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Icewear Vezzo

Pape Talk

 

Pape Talk

(album: Paint The City (Gangsta Grillz) - 2022)


(Gangsta Grizzillz)
(Damn, Max, this one's too hard)
Gon' run this shit up, nigga
Half a ticket
Let's run this shit up
Vezzo, DJ Drama

I'm like, fuck a handout, ain't doing no freebies, I'd rather pay shit (Yeah)
Niggas be playing a fifty, so I keep a big Glock where my waist is
To keep it hundred (A hundred), been chilling on niggas, ain't with all that fake shit
Been hearing how niggas be talking and gossip like hoes, I just never say shit
Just got a new chain bust, yeah, I been focused since I gave that drank up
In Truth, I'ma rain something, it ain't a bad bitch that I can't fuck
It's like now that I'm richer (Richer), these niggas be iffy, they move, I'ma spank something
That Cullinan holding up traffic, ghetto and savage, might fuck on a bank teller
I ain't been playing the net or fucking with rappers, we really move something
All that linking up shit really pussy, so nigga, I'm cool on it
Imagine me riding a wave, don't care for the fame, I just want the money (That paper)
Want millions on millions (Hundreds), this chopper be banging, this bitch hold a hundred
Huh, I got a big dope knot, we talking 'bout racks, my shit long as Runyon
Been running my city for years 'cause I'm really turnt, they think I'm just lucky
Huh, I'm really a big dog, I ain't never chasing no hoes or clout, nigga
Rose gold Sky-Dweller, all chunkies, this shit 'bout a house, nigga
Yeah, this that pape' talk, Maybach, fuck it, I let the Wraith talk (That Wraith)
Just did two years in the feds for a little pistol, that shit was a cakewalk
Yeah, got me a gutter bitch (Yeah), she a pill stuffer just like my other bitch (My other ho)
I sent that ho on the road, you better not get caught, you know it's gon' come with shit (Bitch)
I really run the six, rock her to sleep, these bitches be dumb as shit (Yeah)
Fuck who you coming with, don't really be dancing, just let the money flip
The rap game shook, they see we got motion, niggas be nervous
Yeah, hundred round drum sit inside the Drac', look like an Excursion (Skrrt)
Put dog shit on your head just like a turban, shoot through the curtains (Pow, pow)
Real street nigga, yeah, I fuck with the music, but I be serving (But I be serving)

(Gangsta Grizzillz)
Serving, nigga
Fuck you niggas talking 'bout, nigga?
Niggas ain't having no motion 'round this motherfucker, nigga
Pew, uh

done

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