Talk My S**t

What a nigga gotta do
So y'all niggas don't cross me
I ain't worried bout u suckas
No nigga stop me

Me n my niggas got it hot
Me n my niggas
Run the check up
Ain't gotta like us
But u niggas better respect us

Or I'm sliden thru yo section
Dumpin in yo direction
See em on the news
I guess it was his lesson

Tryna make the money
Ain't the nigga to be testin
One false move
Yo family will be stressin

Took L
But watch how I bounce back
Y'all hate to see me winnin
But I'm winnin how y'all like that

Fuck I look like
Givin sympathy to a fuck nigga, My day ones changed on me
On my momma I don't trust niggas

If u up it u dump it
That's no question
Suckas tellin stories
Like usher tellin confessions

Dirty rich baby
But I'm really from the north, Hard body boi
I ain't never been no dork

Cant say you shooter
If yo shot don't hit
Ill fuck some shit up
Before I die in this bitch

Takin niggas on trips
Money makin we flip
Never fall on my word
Don't lie on me bitch

Cause I'm Bagchasin
Free ju out the cage
Seen more bands
Than niggas half of his age

Playa cardz right
Read the rules of the game
Ima lion in this bitch
But I'm one u can't tame

Trap sellin snow crazy
Like in the 80s, it's gravy
Bitch want my dick
She gotta pay me

Stuck on stupid
Just for think you can play me, Topnotch nigga
Aint a bitch that can fade me

Niggas playin hard on the net
Are they crazy
I need hoe bitch
To rob a sucka nigga daily

Ain't in what I'm in
I fuck wit big dogs
We supplied wit extra clips
We do that stick talk

Play wit my money, or team, n I'ma send you home
10 shots up out this glock, I'm aimin for yo dome
We big stepping, north reppin, beef wit us it's on
Ain't no guessing, leavin messes, what you niggas on
Fuck nigga, talkin outcho neck, that getchu slumped nigga
Glock witta beam, have a pussy boi, run nigga
Punk nigga, have yo side dancing wit my gun
Dumb nigga, tryna fade my brotha, ain't no ones nigga



Credits
Writer(s): Jaleel Lewis
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