Talk About Me

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Ya, yeah, hey
Niggas ain't moving as fast and me always get mad when a bitch making moves
I'm in Brazil for a week, then LA and the next, they can handle the shit that I do
Now he keep calling my phone, he won't leave me alone
And I keep on rejecting the call
I never fuck on him once I just put on the front
So he keep on supporting the cause
Homen cachorro, ele faz qualquer coisa que eu quero
Obedece quando eu requebro
Cala a boca cara fica quieto (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
He just a dog, he do what I want
He asking me why I'm so nonchalant (why)
Send me a text but I never respond
I had to go, cause you taking too long (huh)
Ooh
I'm making money
I don't got no time to be wasting
Bet you he wishing he tasted it
If you not money don't chase it
Like ooh
Do what I want and I don't give a fuck what you saying
Drinking cachaca I'm wasted
Go with the wind cause I'm weightless

Se eu rebolo
Fala de mim
Vive no baile
Desci no chão
O amigo dele não aguenta me ver
Mais por enquanto comer na minha mão
Se eu rebolo
Fala de mim
Vive no baile
Desci no chão
O amigo dele não aguenta me ver
Mais por enquanto comer na minha mão

Like, ooh
I don't feel bad for the shit that I do
Why you over there looking so confused
Now you wanna talk to me cause my Gucci shoes
Don't wanna see me win, but I don't ever lose
Uh, yeah
Don't wanna hear you bitch
Nigga, I'm talking my shit
I'm just tryna be rich
Se ce no fecha comigo, e fácil voce se perder
If you can't keep up with me, then you ain't with the gang, you don't fit

Se eu rebolo
Fala de mim
Vive no baile
Desci no chão
O amigo dele não aguenta me ver
Mais por enquanto comer na minha mão
Se eu rebolo
Fala de mim
Vive no baile
Desci no chão
O amigo dele não aguenta me ver
Mais por enquanto comer na minha mão

(Se eu rebolo)
(Fala de mim)
(Vive no baile)
(Desci no chão)



Credits
Writer(s): Renee Couto
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