No Talkin

Im up next fuck what you thank
Steady laughing to the bank
Bankroll in my pocket full of blues bitch these Ben frank
I just poured a 8 of that wock fuck it buy another pint
I know my kidneys tired of me pouring up this dirty drank
Niggas know im big mac
I keep it silent do no talking
If I catch him push his shit back
We up the score white chalk em
This draco gotta kickback
Let off flame it get sparkin
If it's beef call up my hit man
No face no case bitch we gone off em

Tuck yo chain right now or my niggas come in and grabbin that
I got niggas on the block waiting to get they stimmy check
Mann clutching on the smitty
One call and he come handle that
I don't gotta stunt or flex bout my cash bitch im at ya I'm neck
Who tf you posed to be
Calm ya nerves before approaching me
Diamonds on my pendent hitting
I know yo bitch she notice me
In the hood they play for keeps
Lose ya life if you think it's sweet
Big bra told me keep my foot on they neck
Keep dropping that heat
Codiene all in my cup man im hoping it take the pain away
Still healing from shit ion talk about and it's sad to say
Hit my knees and i pray hoping the lord can make a way
I den seen too many of my people get put up in a grave

Niggas know im big mac
I keep it silent do no talking
If I catch him push his shit back
We up the score bitch we white chalk em
This draco gotta kickback
Let off flame it get sparkin
If it's beef call up my hit man
No face no case bitch we gone off em
Im up next fuck what you thank
Steady laughing to the bank
Bankroll in my pocket filled with blues bitch these Ben frank
I just poured a 8 of that wock fuck it buy another pint
I know my kidneys tired of me pouring up this dirty drank

When i walk in the room you know im high i feel just like im Marley
When i slide with the gang its Austin Powers cause we go retarded
And when im down bad... not my fucking carbon
Bad lil bitch im fucking on ha good and trapping out the apartment
Nigga swear he steppin then i found out he fucking rat
Swear he sliding with the gang but he gone talk behind my fucking back
But ion give a fuck im thumbing thru them 20s thumbing thru them racks
If it aint about the money then i promise we cant fucking chat

Im up next fuck what you thank
Steady laughing to the bank
Bankroll in my pocket filled with blues bitch these Ben frank
I just poured a 8 of that wock fuck it buy another pint
I know my kidneys tired of me pouring up this dirty drank
Niggas know im big mac
I keep it silent do no talking
If I catch him push his shit back
We up the score white chalk em
This draco gotta kickback
Let off flame it get sparkin
If it's beef call up my hit man
No face no case bitch we gone off em

Tuck yo chain right now or my niggas come in and grabbin that
I got niggas on the block waiting to get they stimmy check
One call and he gone handle
Bout my cash bitch im at ya neck
BCA BE THE GANG



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Writer(s): Bca Ealey
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