Talk 2 Em'
Hol up
Hold up
Stacks real big
Backwoods big
Bitch ass fat on big
Big ice on big
Yea
Yeah i Do it real big
I'm notorious no big
Don't get smoked like a rig
Pull up in the drop no wig
They hating on the boy can't put a stop to him
They don't want no smoke we'll bring the chops to em
They say that they smoke i'm like a crop to em
Set up on your block and now the shops boomin
The baddest hoes you know i'm gunna pop to em
Making ten in these clubs when i walk through em
Some people tryna be me like i taught to em
I ain't even tryna rap i'm tryna Talk to em
I could teach ya how to be a boss to em
I could teach ya how to keep a loss moving
I could sell salt to a snail
Water to a whale
Good gas by the bail
Hey
Big dog in field making plays
Leave a bad bitch in her feels anyway
Ha
People cross me so i pray
They get whats coming to em any day
Hmm
Yeah
I got an appetite
For a bad hoe with ass that ain't actin right
She gon bust it open for me
That bitch blew me like she loc'n for me
Make a bitch sneak in the coca for me
Never had no guidance when i was a shorty
No one stood beside me shit was hella corny
Now their all in silence i got all the glory
Pardon my sleaze
Bitch from Belize
Don't know what she speak
He hating on me
He a wannabe
Fuck on his bish then i breeze
I just spilt lean on my yves
Worth a couple g's my g Now i'm cheesed
Good pack i can't breath
She got a good rack cost a whole ten gs
Stacks real big
Backwoods big
Bitch ass fat on big
Big ice on big
Yeah
Yeah i Do it real big
I'm notorious no big
Don't get smoked like a rig
Pull up in the drop no wig
They hating on the boy can't put a stop to him
They don't want no smoke we'll bring the chops to em
They say that they smoke i'm like a crop to em
Set up on your block and now the shops boomin
The baddest hoes you know i'm gunna pop to em
Making ten in these clubs when i walk through em
Some people tryna be me like i taught to em
I ain't even tryna rap i'm tryna Talk to em
These boys are feather weight
Their fashion hella late
I got the sauce let it marinate
Dese boys are hella fake
Mask on like leather face
I saw their chain had to demonstrate
Yeah
Smoking good gas til i levitate
And escape this life that they simulate
Yeah
I put your girl on a dinner plate
She love when a real one is in her face
She call me her zhaddie
I know She a Baddie (baddie)
I just made big rackys
While walking In Traveys (traveys)
Bout to ice out a patek
These boys don't want static
Money in a mattress
I drip with this fashion
I keep LV's and CC's on her baggage
Off white with amiri i'm mixing and matching
Dash off in a foreign cuz she think i'm dashing
My BM's still hate me but i still bring cash in
Stacks real big
Backwoods big
Bitch ass fat on big
Big ice on big
Yeah
Yeah i Do it real big
I'm notorious no big
Don't get smoked like a rig
Pull up in the drop no wig
They hating on the boy can't put a stop to him
They don't want no smoke we'll bring the chops to em
They say that they smoke i'm like a crop to em
Set up on your block and now the shops boomin
The baddest hoes you know i'm gunna pop to em
Making ten in these clubs when i walk through em
Some people tryna be me like i taught to em
I ain't even tryna rap i'm tryna Talk to em
Hold up
Stacks real big
Backwoods big
Bitch ass fat on big
Big ice on big
Yea
Yeah i Do it real big
I'm notorious no big
Don't get smoked like a rig
Pull up in the drop no wig
They hating on the boy can't put a stop to him
They don't want no smoke we'll bring the chops to em
They say that they smoke i'm like a crop to em
Set up on your block and now the shops boomin
The baddest hoes you know i'm gunna pop to em
Making ten in these clubs when i walk through em
Some people tryna be me like i taught to em
I ain't even tryna rap i'm tryna Talk to em
I could teach ya how to be a boss to em
I could teach ya how to keep a loss moving
I could sell salt to a snail
Water to a whale
Good gas by the bail
Hey
Big dog in field making plays
Leave a bad bitch in her feels anyway
Ha
People cross me so i pray
They get whats coming to em any day
Hmm
Yeah
I got an appetite
For a bad hoe with ass that ain't actin right
She gon bust it open for me
That bitch blew me like she loc'n for me
Make a bitch sneak in the coca for me
Never had no guidance when i was a shorty
No one stood beside me shit was hella corny
Now their all in silence i got all the glory
Pardon my sleaze
Bitch from Belize
Don't know what she speak
He hating on me
He a wannabe
Fuck on his bish then i breeze
I just spilt lean on my yves
Worth a couple g's my g Now i'm cheesed
Good pack i can't breath
She got a good rack cost a whole ten gs
Stacks real big
Backwoods big
Bitch ass fat on big
Big ice on big
Yeah
Yeah i Do it real big
I'm notorious no big
Don't get smoked like a rig
Pull up in the drop no wig
They hating on the boy can't put a stop to him
They don't want no smoke we'll bring the chops to em
They say that they smoke i'm like a crop to em
Set up on your block and now the shops boomin
The baddest hoes you know i'm gunna pop to em
Making ten in these clubs when i walk through em
Some people tryna be me like i taught to em
I ain't even tryna rap i'm tryna Talk to em
These boys are feather weight
Their fashion hella late
I got the sauce let it marinate
Dese boys are hella fake
Mask on like leather face
I saw their chain had to demonstrate
Yeah
Smoking good gas til i levitate
And escape this life that they simulate
Yeah
I put your girl on a dinner plate
She love when a real one is in her face
She call me her zhaddie
I know She a Baddie (baddie)
I just made big rackys
While walking In Traveys (traveys)
Bout to ice out a patek
These boys don't want static
Money in a mattress
I drip with this fashion
I keep LV's and CC's on her baggage
Off white with amiri i'm mixing and matching
Dash off in a foreign cuz she think i'm dashing
My BM's still hate me but i still bring cash in
Stacks real big
Backwoods big
Bitch ass fat on big
Big ice on big
Yeah
Yeah i Do it real big
I'm notorious no big
Don't get smoked like a rig
Pull up in the drop no wig
They hating on the boy can't put a stop to him
They don't want no smoke we'll bring the chops to em
They say that they smoke i'm like a crop to em
Set up on your block and now the shops boomin
The baddest hoes you know i'm gunna pop to em
Making ten in these clubs when i walk through em
Some people tryna be me like i taught to em
I ain't even tryna rap i'm tryna Talk to em
Credits
Writer(s): James Silliphant
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