Wanna Know

Talk yo shit

I ain't talking bout these
Bitches
But I want some more
Call me out my name
For some fame
You fucking dirty hoe
Get yo bags bags bags yeah
Just another hoe
Can't fuck with my black bag
You really wanna know
You wanna know
You wanna know
Tryna take my money
Hella funny
Get some more
You wanna know
You wanna know
Tryna take my money
Hella funny

You gone pop yo shit
Gone pop yo shit
You damn right
Come suck on my tip tip [yeah
Yeah you damn right
Damn you got me faded got me faded
Feel so damn right
Damn you such a lady
Such a lady
Taste like mike and ike
Lick you down
Oh may I
I do it so good
The black red combo
Go harder than it should
That struggle life seems so ripe
But harder than hood
Go harder than I could
You bitches don't got yo toes down
I bet 1000 niggas would
Shot yo shit It go down
Nation stands I allowed
My people stand I'm proud
Never again allowed
My family so branded out
So branded out
I got hella clout
My company company zooming
Yo bitch mine I'm cooling
All American I'm moving
I think that this shit is a movie

505 never a lame
Now I'm in the door
82 them was my friends
Pop was out the door
207 yah a rockstar
I'mma sorcerer

Imma sorcerer

I ain't talking bout these
Bitches
But I want some more
Call me out my name
For some fame
You fucking dirty hoe
Get yo bags bags bags yeah
Just another hoe
Can't fuck with my black bag
You really wanna know
You wanna know
You wanna know
Tryna take my money
Hella funny
get some more
You wanna know
You wanna know
Tryna take my money
Hella funny

You wanna know
You wanna know
Tryna take my money
Hella funny

You wanna know
You wanna know
Tryna take my money
Hella funny
(Talk yo shit yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Daiquan Mckay
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