Talk My Ish

You ain't even got say it
I'm on this like velcro strips
Im on it like ya mamas thumb when she's cleaning your lips
Real shit
I be on it like your credit card payments
Don't be fronting like you even tryin to pay it
You ain't even gotta say it
I'm on this like white on rice
I'm on it like I was from Canada
Cause I know I'm nice
Ah chill
Why you tripping on me
Girl you a mess
Talking bout you really are my best ex
That's a really weird flex
I'm on you like sauce on ribs
I'm on you like the magnets hanging pictures up on ya fridge
Oh damn
You be thinking i be thinking bout you
I get sick when I'm looking "Achoo!"
I was good without you
I'm on you like flies on fruit
I'm on you like a sniper, trigger happy, ready to shoot
I can see you acting out
Cause you fake
Hit me up, like we ain't go
our separate ways
You ain't even gotta say it

I know you think I'm missing you
You got me bent if you thing that's true
I know you think I'm missing you
You got me bent if you thing that's true

Why you talking like we friends though
I forgive you but I ain't forgot
You hit me with a low blow
Talking like you got a lot to say
Why you talking to me like we cool like we see each other every day
Sit back and laugh just cause
I know you mad
You try so hard
You make yourself look bad
I be chilling in my own spot
You be trying to hit my phone to
See if you can get a song or not
You be laughing like I'm being funny
But you be walking out my studio
With nothing cause you got no money
You be taking pictures
With the dollar bills
Then be using it to pay them 500 dollar bills
Dont flex
You ain't gotta flash ya money bro
You ain't even gotta show your wallet
Brother cause the people know
Too much pride to admit defeat
And don't be mad at me cause
You the one who can't produce a fucking beat

I know you think I'm missing you
You got me bent if you thing that's true
I know you think I'm missing you
You got me bent if you thing that's true



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Bryant
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