Talk My Shit 2 (feat. MGM Kobee)
Look at me momma I'm fine
This buzz best friend got me flying
I be in my glad, my og be mad that I'm shooting dice on the nine
I can't argue cause I ain't got time
Tony Hawk, tryna get on that grind
I ain't have no pop for the wock
But I still gotta drop, pour that shit in a wine
But that was before the full throttle
Since then I can say I remodeled
It got out of hand, fuck the middleman
I'm sipping that straight out the bottle
And just cause I can, imma fuck a model
You niggas on Schnitzel, cut the rada rada
Bullets flying like birds
They gon spread the word leave a nigga holy, my blicka apostle
Look I ain't complain when we ain't have milk in that fridge
I put water in that cereal
Shordy so bogus but fuck it it is what it is
She turning my heart to Siberia
He out of his mind must be off that PCP
If he over here thinking I'm fearing him
And I'm in my mind thinking what if it BTC
I should load up on Ethereum
Your bitch easy like SBA
Try me doc say he DOA
Ok get money yea I fuck with MGM
Yea I'm Lil Zaino but I DBA
As "Zainro beat your MCM"
Pull up lil nigga what's your ETA
Talk too much get beat like MMA
Y'all talk too much on the beat like Ella Mai
I got to keep me a lil 27
Acting real tough is a stairway to heaven
These shells hella hot
They send you to hell ironic as hell how you need a reverend
These niggas dickriders that is they profession
I ain't gon lie, I got a lil confession
My niggas be asking me why I'm try stay on the nine
That shit so divine, look
We sipping on pink, cost a whole lotta green shit run through me like a AKA
And these beams gon run through your bean like Ino on Delta shit, don't go that way
I'm the beginning and end, dont fuck with nobody, arguing her hobby so please don't start
Lemme say it again, I'm Alpha and Omega, got ice cold veins to match the purple heart
All these Sigmas and Zetas in pockets attract her
Shordy Mater, back it up like a tractor
And all of you nigga be lying just stay in your lane start swinging them canes you Kappas
And we stay wilding like we the coyote
We always giving out smoke like we owed them
I need my shordy be brown like Iota
And my bro got a 22 Gamma Rho toting ok
We giving smoke like an oven
Niggas be ready if I push a button
Blicka in public, better be ducking your head
Cause these bullets give more than concussions
I'm from a city where niggas a kill you for nothing
If you get some money they dumping
Niggas be capping and fronting
They move like they sipping on wocky, it's just Robitussin
Really be snoring, I might pour a 4 of the Actavis
My bitch tell me to stop it
But I'm steady pouring and drinking to hide all the baggages
And what's really to living this shit getting boring
So I just get back on that savage shit
And these niggas be dissing and claiming you scoring
I pull up in foreigns and whack the bitch
Your cap in the air like a graduate
And these 30s be blowing, they adequate
Supporting a snitch you a advocate
I be serving the city to Sibley with 50s
I keep me some rackets in the cabinet
Why these niggas be riding the wave tryna hop in my lane
You gon turn to an accident
Better check your lil bitch cause she bussing for bro nem
But telling your ass that she abstinent
I be fucking on bitties these bitches ain't nothing
So when I get done I'm passing the kitty
Feel like a 2-3 I been in my zone
Since a shordy ain't shit for a bitch to get with me
Really be stunting, I came up from nothing
I kept it 100 with niggas who 50
How in the fuck did I keep it 100
When 3 of the 50 be stuck in the glizzy
Look at me momma I'm fine
This buzz best friend got me flying
I be in my glad, my og be mad that I'm shooting dice on the nine
I can't argue cause i ain't got time
Tony Hawk, tryna get on that grind
I ain't have no pop for the wok
But I still gotta drop, pour that shit in a wine
But that was before the full throttle
Since then I can say I remodeled
It got out of hand, fuck the middleman
I'm sipping that straight out the bottle
And just cause I can, imma fuck a model
You niggas on Schnitzel, cut the rada rada
Bullets flying like birds
They gon spread the word leave a nigga holy, my blicka apostle
This buzz best friend got me flying
I be in my glad, my og be mad that I'm shooting dice on the nine
I can't argue cause I ain't got time
Tony Hawk, tryna get on that grind
I ain't have no pop for the wock
But I still gotta drop, pour that shit in a wine
But that was before the full throttle
Since then I can say I remodeled
It got out of hand, fuck the middleman
I'm sipping that straight out the bottle
And just cause I can, imma fuck a model
You niggas on Schnitzel, cut the rada rada
Bullets flying like birds
They gon spread the word leave a nigga holy, my blicka apostle
Look I ain't complain when we ain't have milk in that fridge
I put water in that cereal
Shordy so bogus but fuck it it is what it is
She turning my heart to Siberia
He out of his mind must be off that PCP
If he over here thinking I'm fearing him
And I'm in my mind thinking what if it BTC
I should load up on Ethereum
Your bitch easy like SBA
Try me doc say he DOA
Ok get money yea I fuck with MGM
Yea I'm Lil Zaino but I DBA
As "Zainro beat your MCM"
Pull up lil nigga what's your ETA
Talk too much get beat like MMA
Y'all talk too much on the beat like Ella Mai
I got to keep me a lil 27
Acting real tough is a stairway to heaven
These shells hella hot
They send you to hell ironic as hell how you need a reverend
These niggas dickriders that is they profession
I ain't gon lie, I got a lil confession
My niggas be asking me why I'm try stay on the nine
That shit so divine, look
We sipping on pink, cost a whole lotta green shit run through me like a AKA
And these beams gon run through your bean like Ino on Delta shit, don't go that way
I'm the beginning and end, dont fuck with nobody, arguing her hobby so please don't start
Lemme say it again, I'm Alpha and Omega, got ice cold veins to match the purple heart
All these Sigmas and Zetas in pockets attract her
Shordy Mater, back it up like a tractor
And all of you nigga be lying just stay in your lane start swinging them canes you Kappas
And we stay wilding like we the coyote
We always giving out smoke like we owed them
I need my shordy be brown like Iota
And my bro got a 22 Gamma Rho toting ok
We giving smoke like an oven
Niggas be ready if I push a button
Blicka in public, better be ducking your head
Cause these bullets give more than concussions
I'm from a city where niggas a kill you for nothing
If you get some money they dumping
Niggas be capping and fronting
They move like they sipping on wocky, it's just Robitussin
Really be snoring, I might pour a 4 of the Actavis
My bitch tell me to stop it
But I'm steady pouring and drinking to hide all the baggages
And what's really to living this shit getting boring
So I just get back on that savage shit
And these niggas be dissing and claiming you scoring
I pull up in foreigns and whack the bitch
Your cap in the air like a graduate
And these 30s be blowing, they adequate
Supporting a snitch you a advocate
I be serving the city to Sibley with 50s
I keep me some rackets in the cabinet
Why these niggas be riding the wave tryna hop in my lane
You gon turn to an accident
Better check your lil bitch cause she bussing for bro nem
But telling your ass that she abstinent
I be fucking on bitties these bitches ain't nothing
So when I get done I'm passing the kitty
Feel like a 2-3 I been in my zone
Since a shordy ain't shit for a bitch to get with me
Really be stunting, I came up from nothing
I kept it 100 with niggas who 50
How in the fuck did I keep it 100
When 3 of the 50 be stuck in the glizzy
Look at me momma I'm fine
This buzz best friend got me flying
I be in my glad, my og be mad that I'm shooting dice on the nine
I can't argue cause i ain't got time
Tony Hawk, tryna get on that grind
I ain't have no pop for the wok
But I still gotta drop, pour that shit in a wine
But that was before the full throttle
Since then I can say I remodeled
It got out of hand, fuck the middleman
I'm sipping that straight out the bottle
And just cause I can, imma fuck a model
You niggas on Schnitzel, cut the rada rada
Bullets flying like birds
They gon spread the word leave a nigga holy, my blicka apostle
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Thompson
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