Talk
Ya ya ya...
I can't see the bottom of my red Cup
Shawty' on my line because we Next up
Gone for too long they think we Slept on ya
All that shade they talk it got me Flexing (Ya)
Shinin' wit baguettes not on my Necklace (nah nah nah)
Pull up wit the dawgs we acting Reckless (Ya ya)
Teachin' all a y'all, no you can't Test us
Nah nah nah no you can't test Us, nah
Before you go and talk, had to Let it spark
Had to go remind all a y'all who We are
Had to let em' feel how they feel In the dark
Had to let em' know who we are Who we are
I can never change on ya (Nah)
I won't never change on ya (Yea)
But I had to get that bag on ya
Mad when I switch the lanes on Ya
Cuz you are not the same as us
Purple in that paper cup
Riding wit no fakers nah nah
Hit the gas it the vapours ya ya
Purple trees, lean flowers Commas in the account, green Numbers
Free smoke, don't creep on it
Said you bout blowing, but your Teeth on it
Head down, bob n' weave on me
Fake lips, figure squeeze on me
Knock you out, thats first round
Do a little blow, put the re on Her
Young Shabazz, spin 33
Yacht master flow, sipping Chardonnay
City summer, tag a hot girl
Rap like Christopher, no kid just Play
Stacking different brownies, Both get me high
To be a money addict had to do The change (Yeah!)
Before you go and talk, had to Let it spark
Had to go remind all a y'all who We are
Had to let em' feel how they feel In the dark
Had to let em' know who we are Who we are
I can never change on ya (Nah)
I won't never change on ya (Yea)
But I had to get that bag on ya
Mad when I switch the lanes on Ya
Had to swerve a lane
Ridin' with the gang
Rollin' with a shooter and he might Just let it bang
Diamonds on my wrist, put Some rocks up on the chain
Shawty' said she love me, said She ready for the fame
Ice in my cup, might just freeze Me a grill
All black Audi, four rings grip The wheel
Had to keep the shades on rollin' Through the hills
Already said, let em' feel how They feel
Before you go and talk, had to Let it spark
Had to go remind all a y'all who We are
Had to let em' feel how they feel In the dark
Had to let em' know who we are Who we are
I can never change on ya (Nah)
I won't never change on ya (Yea)
But I had to get that bag on ya
Mad when I switch the lanes on Ya
I can't see the bottom of my red Cup
Shawty' on my line because we Next up
Gone for too long they think we Slept on ya
All that shade they talk it got me Flexing (Ya)
Shinin' wit baguettes not on my Necklace (nah nah nah)
Pull up wit the dawgs we acting Reckless (Ya ya)
Teachin' all a y'all, no you can't Test us
Nah nah nah no you can't test Us, nah
Before you go and talk, had to Let it spark
Had to go remind all a y'all who We are
Had to let em' feel how they feel In the dark
Had to let em' know who we are Who we are
I can never change on ya (Nah)
I won't never change on ya (Yea)
But I had to get that bag on ya
Mad when I switch the lanes on Ya
Cuz you are not the same as us
Purple in that paper cup
Riding wit no fakers nah nah
Hit the gas it the vapours ya ya
Purple trees, lean flowers Commas in the account, green Numbers
Free smoke, don't creep on it
Said you bout blowing, but your Teeth on it
Head down, bob n' weave on me
Fake lips, figure squeeze on me
Knock you out, thats first round
Do a little blow, put the re on Her
Young Shabazz, spin 33
Yacht master flow, sipping Chardonnay
City summer, tag a hot girl
Rap like Christopher, no kid just Play
Stacking different brownies, Both get me high
To be a money addict had to do The change (Yeah!)
Before you go and talk, had to Let it spark
Had to go remind all a y'all who We are
Had to let em' feel how they feel In the dark
Had to let em' know who we are Who we are
I can never change on ya (Nah)
I won't never change on ya (Yea)
But I had to get that bag on ya
Mad when I switch the lanes on Ya
Had to swerve a lane
Ridin' with the gang
Rollin' with a shooter and he might Just let it bang
Diamonds on my wrist, put Some rocks up on the chain
Shawty' said she love me, said She ready for the fame
Ice in my cup, might just freeze Me a grill
All black Audi, four rings grip The wheel
Had to keep the shades on rollin' Through the hills
Already said, let em' feel how They feel
Before you go and talk, had to Let it spark
Had to go remind all a y'all who We are
Had to let em' feel how they feel In the dark
Had to let em' know who we are Who we are
I can never change on ya (Nah)
I won't never change on ya (Yea)
But I had to get that bag on ya
Mad when I switch the lanes on Ya
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Stegner
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