Talk Talk

I ain't even trippin'
Golden, I'm drippin'
Bet I catch you slippin'
I ain't with the talk talk
(Click, clack, boom nigga!)
Fuck up out my bag though
Ain't no comin' back hoe
I'm about my wax gold
Better have my cash ho

When it come to takin dabs, I have been the OG
Pull up with the fuckin wax, rig I got it on me
I don't really dance bro
I'm about the dabs though
Talkin bout that wax ho
Bitch I'm Vincent Van Gogh
Young Mexicano
Goin where they said I cant go
Smoke out the window
Where the fuck you been though
Blowin' on that 'tiva
Wouldn't wana be ya
Can't sit around being mad
Feelin sorrow or sad
I gotto go get a bag
My mama need that shit bad
Pull up on me, got backwoods rolled
All my life, I been on my own
Way too gone to be overthrown
Golden syringes and diamond stones

I ain't even trippin'
Golden, I'm drippin'
Bet I catch you slippin'
I ain't with the talk talk
(Click, clack, boom nigga!)
Fuck up out my bag though
Ain't no comin' back hoe
I'm about my wax gold
Better have my cash ho

I came, I saw
I gave, my all
You lames, will fall
I pray for yall
Sometime pimpin' easy
But you could never be me
This how it had to be
Pimp and live happily
Wont get shit out of me
Ride witt the gat on me
Battle me
I'm about dinero
Tambien bien waxero
Lo digo sincero
I don't fuck wit these perros
Bitch you cant fuck wit my click
Act funny, get hit real quick
We don't ever play that shit
Back up 'for yo ass get flipped

I ain't even trippin'
Golden, I'm drippin'
Bet I catch you slippin'
I ain't with the talk talk
(Click, clack, boom nigga!)
Fuck up out my bag though
Ain't no comin' back hoe
I'm about my wax gold
Better have my cash ho

Bitch you cant fuck wit my click
Act funny, get hit real quick
We don't ever play that shit
Back up 'for yo ass get flipped
And split...
Don't think, You slick
I'm, one you can't fuck with



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Writer(s): Paul Gonzalez
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