Talkin

All that talkin' shit
You ain't poppin' 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 watchin' this

All that talkin' shit, quit hatin' bitch
I got 'em mad as shit 'cause they life ain't lit
All on the 'Gram with that bullshit
Leavin' opinions like a nigga finna read that shit
Delete your comments 'cause I don't really need that shit
Matter of fact block the hoe, I don't need that bitch
Ray Charles to a hater, I can't see their shit
Put some money on the ground, I bet see that shit
And I said the chronic costs what the fuck do you want
Niggas either ask for too much or be talkin' 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 talkin', we know you ain't tough
All that huffin' and puffin' but ain't say enough
Why they hate on the kid when they ain't doin' nothin'
And I can't hear 'em like I'm wearin' muffs

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

All that talkin' shit
You ain't poppin' 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 watchin' this

I hear 'em talkin' but they sayin' but they ain't sayin' nothin', whoa
I hear 'em talkin' but they sayin' but they ain't sayin' nothin', whoa
I hear 'em talkin' but they sayin' but they ain't sayin' nothin', whoa
I hear 'em talkin' but they sayin' but they ain't sayin' nothin', whoa

I'm flyin' by
Hit that nigga with a harm bar
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 runnin' off with the bread
While you hoes run your mouth
I'm the one that they be talkin' bout
Can't hang
Neck] froze like the stone age
I heard my name causin' 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 howlin'
Four incher like a dog growlin'
And everytime I'm out I got bitches shoutin'
But it's funny 'cause they was the ones doubtin'
I'm who these bitches wanna be
And I'm killin' niggas with the flow
Rest sick with the flu
Achoo, sneeze, weeze, cold

All that talkin' shit
You ain't poppin' 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 watchin' this

I hear 'em talkin' but they sayin' but they ain't sayin' nothin', whoa
I hear 'em talkin' but they sayin' but they ain't sayin' nothin', whoa
I hear 'em talkin' but they sayin' but they ain't sayin' nothin', whoa
I hear 'em talkin' but they sayin' but they ain't sayin' nothin', whoa



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Writer(s): Jordan Houston, Paul D. Beauregard, Paul Duane Beauregard
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