Talk My Shit
Never asked no one for shit
They get a Lil cash and think they the shit
I don't give a damn cause they can get hit
Hold on let me talk my shit
My momma and my daddy gone
They raised me right
So I'm never gonna fall
Even if my back is against the wall
Imma still talk my shit
When it come to cash I toss it
Champagne bottles toast it
Don't get caught in the motion
This high end got them open
Hop in the whip I sport it
Y'all whole style is boring
I still wear Ralph Lauren
Overseas I'm tryna go touring
All blue 100s it's snowing
This fat bitch be flowing
All black on omen
Don't speak unless your spoken to
I do what I wanna do
Still got pounds in storage
Catch me on park near Morris
Shades on moving to cautious
Smokin with me is not a option
Oh we playing tag bitch I'm it
Inhale Bruce banner bitch don't trip
Hell nah boyy you can't hit this
All my niggaz move to viscous
No future it get wicked
God damnnn
Suu gang bitch
These niggas be showing me fake love
I just run up a bag
I don't get mad
When I got my shades on
Moving funny no fazion
What I'm keeping my distance
Who are these new niggaz
They looking suspicious (Goddamn)
Never asked no one for shit
They get a Lil cash and think they the shit
I don't give a damn cause they can get hit
Hold on let me talk my shit
My momma and my daddy gone
They raised me right
So I'm never gonna fall
Even if my back is against the wall
Imma still talk my shit
They get a Lil cash and think they the shit
I don't give a damn cause they can get hit
Hold on let me talk my shit
My momma and my daddy gone
They raised me right
So I'm never gonna fall
Even if my back is against the wall
Imma still talk my shit
When it come to cash I toss it
Champagne bottles toast it
Don't get caught in the motion
This high end got them open
Hop in the whip I sport it
Y'all whole style is boring
I still wear Ralph Lauren
Overseas I'm tryna go touring
All blue 100s it's snowing
This fat bitch be flowing
All black on omen
Don't speak unless your spoken to
I do what I wanna do
Still got pounds in storage
Catch me on park near Morris
Shades on moving to cautious
Smokin with me is not a option
Oh we playing tag bitch I'm it
Inhale Bruce banner bitch don't trip
Hell nah boyy you can't hit this
All my niggaz move to viscous
No future it get wicked
God damnnn
Suu gang bitch
These niggas be showing me fake love
I just run up a bag
I don't get mad
When I got my shades on
Moving funny no fazion
What I'm keeping my distance
Who are these new niggaz
They looking suspicious (Goddamn)
Never asked no one for shit
They get a Lil cash and think they the shit
I don't give a damn cause they can get hit
Hold on let me talk my shit
My momma and my daddy gone
They raised me right
So I'm never gonna fall
Even if my back is against the wall
Imma still talk my shit
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Writer(s): Jacqueline Burden
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