Talk Yo Shit (feat. LouieLee, Nelo G, Letter D & Le$haro)
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I can't let a nigga take me from my dead homies So when I ride I gotta slide out with the lead on me I got a bag now so you know I got that bread on me Now bitches wanna fucc but I just want the head only I told this bitch I'm Simon Do just what I say so I be touching cake and stacc it up it's like it's legos And nah this not a game so I'm really not gon play doe I'll leave a nigga body molded up it's like some playdoh If I got that 42 then you know that shit fa show I'm a henny Nigga, I'm only keeping don for the hoes (For the bitches) Cause Julio got the bitches dropping to the flo (Ha) Then they give me 5-0 like my name was Mike Jones (Mike Jonesss) And yo bitch she bring it home I swear she the best hoe And I'm always best dressed But don't got shit to impress tho Yeah I got these niggas sicc got em feelin' stressful And I'll beat a nigga up if he disrespectful Yeah I'm irritated can you blow me like a whistle baby I'm takin off yeah some like a missile baby I got my stripes yeah a nigga too official baby I took his pacc cause the prices kept coming crazy Hell nah you can't get yo shit bacc Man wassup with all this talking I don't do no chit chat Yeah I keep my mouth closed until we talking big raccs Man she hate to hear no I like to make a bitch mad aye Y'all be thirsty for these bitches I won't respond to He like how you get the bitch I'm like I'm not you (Stupid) And now a days you see my poccet, that bitch all blue It got a young nigga blessed like a achoo I got yo main bitch undressed yeah she a thot too If she gone fucc me and she definitely fucc the squad too The opps scared cause they know just what the squad do Rippin niggas streets up when we creepin yeah that blocc through Terrorizing shit like a bad ass kid Stay with nini on my waist that's a bad ass bitch These niggas want some clout they finna have that shit. And niggas know wassup I ain't gotta talk bout shit bitch Gang wimme Same niggas switching lanes with me Got a 30 wimme So I'm knocking niggas brains niggy Chain jiggy Yeah baby imma cold nigga From Minnesota So you know I keep a pole nigga Let a nigga get silly My chrome glizzy hit em with that four fiffy I go get em I'm the type that a make a bitch wonder Nelo G the P And the P for put up numbers 12 bands Got 4 P's man that's all I need Clientele Thru the mail now I'm buying seeds This why all these niggas don't like me Young nigga I can fucc they bitch and I'm icey Bout to spend a couple bands on some ice creams Best believe we poled up let a nigga try me Bout to drop a 50 piece Like I'm Kyrie Step up in the club Fucc security and ID Keep saying you real but you a phony, (Uh) I can't fucc with niggas swear these niggas ain't my homies Finna get my jewelry mad frosted Tony I remember late nights it was Takis and balogna Now when you see me might pull up in a coop He acting hard but we know that boy a fruit Tre in the cut finna blow em like a flute Turn that boy to Runtz turn that boy to Runtz I'm feeling on top like I'm number one We know you number two cause boy you ain't the one Don't play me for no fluke cause we'll get it done Every time I'm in the booth just know I get it done Every time I fucc a bitch she be like well done Well done just like my steak And don't go acting stupid taking food off my plate And all my niggas loyal imma ride for em Thirty in a Ruger every time we slide on em Thirty in a Ruger every time we slide on em Aye Aye Let me talk my shit I just spent yo rent on some zips I wake up take a piss And I sleep with my pistol The suckas miss me but I bet I won't miss them I'm moving too fast ABC on my mental All bout chicken imma hit you with this Marshawn I'm beating up the road You be only trapping part-time It's in my bloodline two hands five fingers that's the five-line Oooo chief Then I'm right back on it She do tricks on the dick take her back then I fold it You know you really got a stack when you really can't fold it And gone get ya own heat blood you can't hold it I don't know murders name but her pussy wrote it Ya looking for me in the sky I'm high I stay floating Always stay calling money always stay in motion These bitches come a dime a dozen show me some important Imma kill this beat like a freak and really f*ck it up Before I hit the party I was really scaling bag it up Really bout a bag I ain't worried bout yo cinnadump If you ain't chasing cash you hardly ever see me coming It's bands on the dash and it's bullshit in the rearview I got my boarding pass so don't call me like I'm near you It's BandzOverBullshit tell my nigga pass the tissue We shitting on these niggas Ole Texas say I miss you Aye gang say gang Talk ya shit Oh word its too late Been did that been there did that All that shit You already know what the fucc going on Letter D, Nelo G Got my niggas in here with me Ya feel me LouieLee Le$haro all my niggas Oooooo
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Written by: Daveon Waters, Kaleb Ford, LeeVontae Cuff, Neilyn Wright
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