Talk About It
Back around me
Money good, now she back around me
Mmm
From the X, you'll get whacked about me
Trust me, I don't need no love, I need racks around me
If you gon' talk about me, baby, talk facts about me
This time, it's different, I promise (yeah)
I make enough to put my whole projects into college (let's go)
I prolly threw a hunnid thousand on every bi- in Starlets (what else?)
If you really the guyza, then you gon' play it quiet
Those guys catch bodies and don't talk about it, yeah
I'm not Illuminati, but I know my - got my back, so I got an eye behind me
The car I'm in is about an M, but it ain't no Maserati
Look, girl, I know I ain't sh-, but don't go talk about me
Yeah, mmm, I'm icy like I'm playin' hockey
But we could put the sticks down and this - could turn to boxin'
Nowadays, I gotta do features with the tool beside me
I walk away until I'm copy if they movin' wocky (yeah)
On God, -, that's word to mommy (word to mommy)
If you ask me about a body, I never heard about it (heard)
Murder, murder, murder, don't be sad about it (sad about it)
-, if you feel some type of way, then go catch a body (woo)
My diamonds purple, yellow, and green like a bag of Takis (bag of Takis)
Them - catch you lackin', boy, that's yo' ass about it
Somebody died, - cried, the other side laughin' 'bout it
And the feds watchin' everything, while ni- braggin' 'bout it
I'm from the X, you'll get whacked about me
Trust me, I don't need no love, I need racks around me
If you gon' talk about me, baby, talk facts about me (woo)
Shake that ass around me
They can hate, but they won't slide, 'cause I'm the wrong -
If you fu- with my opps, I can't do no song with ya
I swear it's too much on my mind to get along with ya
I'm just a heartbreak kid like I'm Shawn
I took the Patek off my wrist, and it gave me welts, uh
I popped a Perc' and it was the last thing that I felt (yeah-yeah)
I promise not to love you more than I love myself this time
I looked out for you more than I looked out for myself (myself)
If you a backstabber, I'ma get you stabbed back (stabbed back)
Runnin' your mouth around the town, that'll get you whacked, facts (yeah)
And if you dumpin', I'm still here, -, okay, bet (okay, bet)
I'ma do whatever it takes just to get you back (get you back)
I don't need no stashbox in my whip, no, I can't do that (nah-nah)
'Cause I just feel like it's more safe with it on my lap, yeah (yeah-yeah)
-, please don't make me do this by myself (oh, oh)
I swear to God, if you got my back, I'ma have your back, yeah
Voila, I ain't lyin', girl, I treated you like Nala (Nala)
Anytime you asked me to jump, I said, "How high?" (How high)
And every time we go up, we do it like Zion (Zion)
I used to be a savage, bad -, left her starvin'
Seen my best friend mama cry, I'm so sorry
- starvin', knowin' they can never stop me
Up in Startlets, 100K to every bartender, I was wildin' (let's go)
- wanna get me outta here, so I gotta be violent (uh)
Why the - you wanna spark me? I'm just vibin'
Tryna get these demons off me, yeah
Eliantte chain cover up my fu- heartbeat (heartbeat)
Money good, now she back around me
Mmm
From the X, you'll get whacked about me
Trust me, I don't need no love, I need racks around me
If you gon' talk about me, baby, talk facts about me
This time, it's different, I promise (yeah)
I make enough to put my whole projects into college (let's go)
I prolly threw a hunnid thousand on every bi- in Starlets (what else?)
If you really the guyza, then you gon' play it quiet
Those guys catch bodies and don't talk about it, yeah
I'm not Illuminati, but I know my - got my back, so I got an eye behind me
The car I'm in is about an M, but it ain't no Maserati
Look, girl, I know I ain't sh-, but don't go talk about me
Yeah, mmm, I'm icy like I'm playin' hockey
But we could put the sticks down and this - could turn to boxin'
Nowadays, I gotta do features with the tool beside me
I walk away until I'm copy if they movin' wocky (yeah)
On God, -, that's word to mommy (word to mommy)
If you ask me about a body, I never heard about it (heard)
Murder, murder, murder, don't be sad about it (sad about it)
-, if you feel some type of way, then go catch a body (woo)
My diamonds purple, yellow, and green like a bag of Takis (bag of Takis)
Them - catch you lackin', boy, that's yo' ass about it
Somebody died, - cried, the other side laughin' 'bout it
And the feds watchin' everything, while ni- braggin' 'bout it
I'm from the X, you'll get whacked about me
Trust me, I don't need no love, I need racks around me
If you gon' talk about me, baby, talk facts about me (woo)
Shake that ass around me
They can hate, but they won't slide, 'cause I'm the wrong -
If you fu- with my opps, I can't do no song with ya
I swear it's too much on my mind to get along with ya
I'm just a heartbreak kid like I'm Shawn
I took the Patek off my wrist, and it gave me welts, uh
I popped a Perc' and it was the last thing that I felt (yeah-yeah)
I promise not to love you more than I love myself this time
I looked out for you more than I looked out for myself (myself)
If you a backstabber, I'ma get you stabbed back (stabbed back)
Runnin' your mouth around the town, that'll get you whacked, facts (yeah)
And if you dumpin', I'm still here, -, okay, bet (okay, bet)
I'ma do whatever it takes just to get you back (get you back)
I don't need no stashbox in my whip, no, I can't do that (nah-nah)
'Cause I just feel like it's more safe with it on my lap, yeah (yeah-yeah)
-, please don't make me do this by myself (oh, oh)
I swear to God, if you got my back, I'ma have your back, yeah
Voila, I ain't lyin', girl, I treated you like Nala (Nala)
Anytime you asked me to jump, I said, "How high?" (How high)
And every time we go up, we do it like Zion (Zion)
I used to be a savage, bad -, left her starvin'
Seen my best friend mama cry, I'm so sorry
- starvin', knowin' they can never stop me
Up in Startlets, 100K to every bartender, I was wildin' (let's go)
- wanna get me outta here, so I gotta be violent (uh)
Why the - you wanna spark me? I'm just vibin'
Tryna get these demons off me, yeah
Eliantte chain cover up my fu- heartbeat (heartbeat)
Credits
Writer(s): Damil Coste, Artist Dubose, Joseph Zoumboulias, Christopher Dotson, Mino Drerup
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