Shit Talkin

Nigga yelling gang
And he dead broke
Would talk about the opps
But that's a dead joke
Fucked his baby moms
Until the bed broke
At any given time
I let the led blow
It ain't been a bad summer
Shit I been getting money since the last summer
Matter fact last last last summer
Anytime you heard my name
You know the bag coming
My car on some dark shit
In a rental going fast
Smoking armpit
Couple bodies on my block
Shit it's haunted
Couple bodies on this glock
Shit its wanted
My last bitch was a gold digger
Said I don't fuck wit dog
He a hoe nigga
I just picked up
20 pounds
Time to go nigga
They trying to see the way I live
I don't show nighas
It's kind of like a movie now
Bra play with dog food
I call em scooby now
In the mix
Shit I'm loopy now
Show me a bad bitch
I'll take em down

She want to fuck
Because my chain dancing
Bitch I Got it out the mud
It was no planning
Spread the money up my arm
Like I'm sun tanning
I can't even say no more
Shit I'm done ranting



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Writer(s): Zae Buckz
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