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Look at me now, how u feel pussy
Mi mek u see u did a talk all of the crap
Look at me now, when mi and my niggas rolling
We pulling triggers u can’t

besties
You wanna talk all this crap, but son
That just shows that you've got nothin' to do
You keep talkin' that crap, and I
Might just have to send my men

Talk all that crap get the uzi again
Got og devin to the left again
Got my cousin to the right you know it man
You know I’m out her in the streets all

riding for me
We got the keys to the cars
Lambos and Ferraris
Driving fast, we run the city
They crying to their mommies
Know they can't rap, talk all crap

Always I got shit on me
All my friend talk crap on me
But they still follow me
Always I got shit on me 
All my friends talk crap on me
But they still

you're cute just look in the mirror
All em fights it been a nightmare
But I'm so happy when you're around here
Let all em bitches to talk crap
Come over so

know what comes around goes around?
You act like a bitch and the hoes are out
Talk all that crap, all for fun
But I got a gun
Pussy cat got your tongue

I swear
To god
This nigggers
Now days
Act worse
Than bitches
Out here
All
All your
Shit chat
Shit chat talk
All your shit chat
Ma crap
Yeah I'm saucy

a new bling
They can talk all their crap, thats all they do
I swear i knew what i found when i met you
Didn't know who i was before i met you
I don't ran

wide now
They know my name when I touch down
Barey bum di di bum bum(x2)
(what you tell em(x 2)

[Verse:Lil Chiko] 
Talk all your crap and you getting

she trash
Interesting they talk all that crap but when they see me don't speak none of that
They used to never check for me 
Now they posing for pics

the ringer and out come the king
But there's one outcome and that will be me
But you too scared to fight
You talk all the crap but I see through your lies
So

And it's really funny how I'm spitting on this track
Even tho it's kinda wack
I still talk all this crap
I can get better
Let me put on my sweater
Cause I'm

and dry

I can't tell if your creating illusions
Confusion made when your telling lies

I keep hearing all this fake talk
I keep hearing all this crap
I've

the talk and all the crap
Words can hurt like knives
Like the one you stabbed in my back
It's all these little things
That remind me of you
So I overthink,

cupid I shoot, but no love back
Opps pulled up with groupies, nah fuck that
Now all of y'all jokes, you is so cap
Gotta have cash flow to talk big crap

happy
New bags, new shoes, all Gucci
They all talk crap about me
Cause they all wanna be like me

It's alright
And I'm alright
I got no kids, I got no

me that, really black
People talk all that silly crap
Til I react and they find out they can't really scrap
Spit a rap that attract I know yall feelin'

Talk all that bull crap
Time you get it mosoltov uh
I got a cool pack
Keep to myself like a nigga shackled up uh
I don't do crews not in mood
I am a star

on us
When we pop champagne in back of my truck (Back of my truck)
When we talk about life and all that crap (That crap)
When we look to each other

life is a mess
Cutting all the girl talk
Cutting all the girl crap
No be better
No be better subject
One man die
Two men die
Hunger
Hunger man
Alcer man

it 100
If I can't do my thang rapping
Then I guess I reached my summit
Then I remember just who I am
What I'm gonna be
All you haters talk your crap

posted in the back, of the trap
With a mac, hit you in your fucking trap
You talk crap, yeah
Niggas talking crap all on wax, yeah
Yeah, me and sam snapped

to what the industry thinks
The society is pleased 
She said I make nursery rhymes the society displeased
But here we go with all that crap talk
What