Shit Talker Flow
Aye it cost to live like this you hear me
All these hoes on my back i'm wearing Vlone
Hit a bitch playing Uno that's my theme song
Fuck your life nigga bing bong
I know she got good head she suck it to the weed gone
They be sleeping on me like a wok head
Count me out yeah ok i hope y'all drop dead
I had to tell my youngan chill he a hot head
You the shit yeah that's something that his thot said
Back to this shit i be spazzing
When it comes to the hoes you can have them
Bitch i'm on fire like some matches
I'm dripping to hard past the napkins
I spy a bad bitch let me grab her
I spy a big bag let me grab it
Expensive habits
I'm too fly all the hoes want to attack me
I'll shut the show down if the fee right
Heard her head good i'm trying to see what that be like
Hit her spot then she turn into a cream pie
When you that nigga all these goes be a green light
Get the fresh taper she like damn Jaay i want you
People be hating yeah come get your own view
I don't know what they told you
But ima keep doing me like i'm suppose to
I'm feeling good i might do the Amiri's
I feel like Wayne i'm trying to Bop for a Milli
Niggas hating in a circle y'all not dizzy
She wanna come back to Cali like she biggie
Her nails done so when she suck it she gone grip it
I ain't done what they thought i was finish
I'm cold hearted i don't even got no feelings
Been took L's now a nigga need a million
He a party rapper i just pick good beats
Pick his bitch up then pick up some good eats
I don't fuck wit niggas yeah they the police
I don't know you but you know me
We got hoes in the lobby Mr Moseby
He ain't got no drip I'm finna coach him
I still fade away on hoes like I'm Kobe
Bitch i'm off the drink i'm moving slowly
How the fuck y'all forget about the Ase Child
This how it look when you stay down
Niggas hating on my shot get a rebound
I just blam a bitch up bio
New year niggas still smoking White Owls
Don't she wanna fuck i tell her try out
I can slut yo lil life out
My casa su casa you can come to my house
A where yo clothes at a where the hoes at
Like a fat nigga i'm always where the rolls at
Hit her on Thursday like a throw back
Aye it cost to live like this you year me
All these hoes on my back i'm wearing Vlone
Hit a bitch playing Uno that's my theme song
Fuck your life nigga bing bong
I know she got good head she suck it to the weed gone
They be sleeping on me like a wok head
Count me out yeah ok i hope y'all drop dead
I had to tell my youngan chill he a hot head
You the shit yeah that's something that his thot said
Back to this shit i be spazzing
When it comes to the hoes you can have them
Bitch i'm on fire like some matches
I'm dripping to hard past the napkins
I spy a bad bitch let me grab her
I spy a big bag let me grab it
Expensive habits
I'm too fly all the hoes want to attack me
I'll shut the show down if the fee right
Heard her head good i'm trying to see what that be like
Hit her spot then she turn into a cream pie
When you that nigga all these goes be a green light
Get the fresh taper she like damn Jaay i want you
People be hating yeah come get your own view
I don't know what they told you
But ima keep doing me like i'm suppose to
I'm feeling good i might do the Amiri's
I feel like Wayne i'm trying to Bop for a Milli
Niggas hating in a circle y'all not dizzy
She wanna come back to Cali like she biggie
Her nails done so when she suck it she gone grip it
I ain't done what they thought i was finish
I'm cold hearted i don't even got no feelings
Been took L's now a nigga need a million
He a party rapper i just pick good beats
Pick his bitch up then pick up some good eats
I don't fuck wit niggas yeah they the police
I don't know you but you know me
We got hoes in the lobby Mr Moseby
He ain't got no drip I'm finna coach him
I still fade away on hoes like I'm Kobe
Bitch i'm off the drink i'm moving slowly
How the fuck y'all forget about the Ase Child
This how it look when you stay down
Niggas hating on my shot get a rebound
I just blam a bitch up bio
New year niggas still smoking White Owls
Don't she wanna fuck i tell her try out
I can slut yo lil life out
My casa su casa you can come to my house
A where yo clothes at a where the hoes at
Like a fat nigga i'm always where the rolls at
Hit her on Thursday like a throw back
Aye it cost to live like this you year me
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Writer(s): Jayvon Lanell May
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