Let Me Talk My Shit Part 3

Ooh, shit (Lucci, how you feel, nigga?)
Ayy, Lucci, this shit crazy right here
(Lucci, how you feel?)
Ooh-wee (Ayy, ayy)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Grrt, huh?

Last nigga played, he laid, we stretched him (Stretched his ass)
Pull up with them choppers, Odell Beckham, we gon' catch him (Catch his ass)
Blowing like a whistle with this pistol, we gon' ref him (Bah, come here)
Ayy
Pull up with them switches, hop out tripping like we on something (Flat)
I don't give a fuck 'bout who your nigga, I'm tryna poke something (I'm tryna fuck)
And we got them glitches tucked, you know them bitches on us
Switch gang, we the reason the morgue had to fix him up (Switches)
Nah, we the reason they grieving and them boys over there sick as fuck (They sick as fuck)
They hate Sleaze, the reason why 'cause they bitch wanna fuck me (Nasty)
Might let her fuck me
Only want head, so if we fuck, she lucky (She lucky)
I don't really be fucking hoes
Shit, I'm scared to touch you hoes (Nasty bitch)
Huh, I'm scared to touch 'em (Facts)
Hoes be tryna lay up, so when I'm done, I be having to rush 'em (I gotta go)
And this lil' bitch an eater, I'm like watch out, watch out, watch out (Watch out, watch out)
Don't bring no opps up in this bitch, you gon' see Glocks out (They gon' see glizzies)

Man, I been cutting up on this bitch, man
I don't even think I wanna keep going on this bitch (Ooh-wee)
Ayy, 2 Eyes (Ayy, man, keep fucking them boys up)
Fuck that, we finna go back in
Come on

Feeling like Dugg in my city, I'm the youngest turnt (42 Dugg)
Y'all need to cut that bullshit off because them boys burnt out (Turn that shit off)
Come here, freaky bitch, come put this Glock in your mouth (Come put this Glock in your mouth)
Tell your nigga don't come to me, I'ma end up socking him out (Put his ass to sleep)
Yeah, put his ass to bed
Face cute, her ass fat, she look like Karlie Redd (Shit)
Huh, I mean Cardi B
What lil' nigga going hard as me? (What lil' nigga going hard as me?)
Nobody
We be with Black youngsters like we Yo Gotti (CMG)
Feeling like Gucci (Gucci)
Take something from me and I'ma do his ass like Pookie (Put him up)
Watch your hands, don't touch shit that don't belong to you (Bitch)
I'll smoke your ass, then hit the booth and make a song to you (Rap about it)

I might fuck around and just hit the booth and make a song about you
You know we be on that bullshit
Ayy, this that, "Let Me Talk My Shit Part 3"
You know I had to talk my shit, grrt