Talkin

(álbum: Yellow Tape - 2018)

All that talking shit
You ain't popping shit
Give me thirty-six
I'ma pop that bitch
Might spend a thirty piece
Just to rock the wrist
Broke boys stay over there
Just keep watching this

All that talking shit, quit hating bitch
I got 'em mad as shit 'cause they life they live
All on the 'Gram with that bullshit
Even [?] nigga finna read that shit
[?] 'cause I don't really need that shit
Matter of fact [?] that bitch
[?] hater, I can't see their shit
Put some money on the ground, I bet see that shit
And I said [?] what the fuck do you want
Niggas either ask for too much or be talking too much
I make sure they can't reach me, I stay out of touch
Niggas low key just salty, they wanna be us
All the shit you be talking, we know you ain't tough
All that huffing and puffing but ain't say enough
Why they hate on the kid when they ain't doing nothing
And I can't hear 'em like I'm wearing muffs

Big bad wolf but I'm howling
Four incher like a dog growling
And everytime I'm out I got bitches shouting
But it's funny 'cause they was the ones doubting
I'm who these bitches wanna be
And I'm killing niggas with the flow
Rest sick with the flu
Achoo, sneeze, weeze, cold

All that talking shit
You ain't popping shit
Give me thirty-six
I'ma pop that bitch
Might spend a thirty piece
Just to rock the wrist
Broke boys stay over there
Just keep watching this

I am talking but they saying anything, whoa
I am talking but they saying anything, whoa
I am talking but they saying anything
I am talking but they saying anything, whoa

I'm flying by
Hit that nigga with a [?]
Man niggas wanna have the sauce
Unless killa brung it to 'em
Yeah I'm the one that this provided by
In and out
Get the money then I'm in and out
Killa running off with the [?]
While you hoes run your mouth
I'm the one that they be talking bout
Can't hang
[?] froze like the stone age
I heard my name causing outrage
Hit these niggas with a chain hang
Plain Jane
[?]
Different cities by the beach
Couldn't pick one that I need
So I got me one of each

Big bad wolf but I'm howling
Four incher like a dog growling
And everytime I'm out I got bitches shouting
But it's funny 'cause they was the ones doubting
I'm who these bitches wanna be
And I'm killing niggas with the flow
Rest sick with the flu
Achoo, sneeze, weeze, cold

All that talking shit
You ain't popping shit
Give me thirty-six
I'ma pop that bitch
Might spend a thirty piece
Just to rock the wrist
Broke boys stay over there
Just keep watching this

I am talking but they saying anything, whoa
I am talking but they saying anything, whoa
I am talking but they saying anything
I am talking but they saying anything, whoa