Lotta Talk
Aye
Talking all that shit say it to my face
Ya shorty left the crib bent outta shape
I've been selling music like I'm selling weight
I've been copping Benji's like I'm Ben Frank
Niggas talking crazy over there
But all smiles when we see em over there
My brodie told me be aware
So i'm out here like I never left
She tell her friends I'm the best
My phone blowing up
Niggas like you leave em in the dust
I'm just warming up
I know you heard that
And I ain't letting up unless I collapse
Anything
I say in the raps man it's all facts
Niggas can't say the same
Don't even know who they are
And that's a shame
You over there and we switchin' lanes
I ain't talking to you
You a fed I'm in the stu had to leave that girl on read
All them things you said
I got it noted up and if I see you dog then we goin' up
I got my poker face and that's a royal flush
She on top and Ima bust
Only couple niggas that I trust
And them my slimes (Slimes)
And we gon' get it dog every time
Talking all that shit say it to my face
Ya shorty left the crib bent outta shape
I've been selling music like I'm selling weight
I've been copping Benji's like I'm Ben Frank
Talking all that shit say it to my face
Ya shorty left the crib bent outta shape
I've been selling music like I'm selling weight
I've been copping Benji's like I'm Ben Frank
Talking all that shit say it to my face
Ya shorty left the crib bent outta shape
I've been selling music like I'm selling weight
I've been copping Benji's like I'm Ben Frank
Niggas talking crazy over there
But all smiles when we see em over there
My brodie told me be aware
So i'm out here like I never left
She tell her friends I'm the best
My phone blowing up
Niggas like you leave em in the dust
I'm just warming up
I know you heard that
And I ain't letting up unless I collapse
Anything
I say in the raps man it's all facts
Niggas can't say the same
Don't even know who they are
And that's a shame
You over there and we switchin' lanes
I ain't talking to you
You a fed I'm in the stu had to leave that girl on read
All them things you said
I got it noted up and if I see you dog then we goin' up
I got my poker face and that's a royal flush
She on top and Ima bust
Only couple niggas that I trust
And them my slimes (Slimes)
And we gon' get it dog every time
Talking all that shit say it to my face
Ya shorty left the crib bent outta shape
I've been selling music like I'm selling weight
I've been copping Benji's like I'm Ben Frank
Talking all that shit say it to my face
Ya shorty left the crib bent outta shape
I've been selling music like I'm selling weight
I've been copping Benji's like I'm Ben Frank
Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Johnson
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