Talking Like Blah

The following is a NOVAGAIN presentation
C-C-C-Cuff your chick

Living this life im fly
Marry to the J like Blige
Y'all be talking like blah

Kevin Gates, don't get tired
Really hate when they lie
We get bank, no lie

Stay the state
I fly
I remember back in the day
I cry

I got to the bag and I play
I'm high
Yeah, haters are mad you ain't making play HAHA
But we get turnt

You living your life in the circle
And if it's bout the fam boy den you under the earth
I'm hitting them right in this temple
I know them bitches in pain

I know they gon' hurt
Niggas is really disgraceful
Why U being a man and wearing a skirt
I'm beating his ass so bad

I'm beating his black ass
He turn to a smurf
Walking up in it, I'm smirking
Got the bitch over here twerking

Trust no one, I show him no mercy
I'm living it like what I purchased
I'm just to the bag and I'm burkin
What you doing behind them curtains

I just be drifting, driving and swerving
I'm so sick of T like a allergic
Yeah, I just got to the bag to encourage
Don't call me unless it's emergency

Or unless the bag is urgent
I just cut into her like surgery
Don't be so mad as hurtin
And don't mad she just walked up to me

Boy, I ain't even flirting
Come on
Come on
Yeah

Come on
Yeah
Call me unless it's urgent
Yeah, i ain't even flirting

Don't be mad at me
I ain't flirting

Living this life, I'm fly
Marry to the J like Blige
Y'all be talking like blah

Kevin Gates, don't get tired
Really hate when they lie
We get bank, no lie

Stay the state
I fly
I remember back in the day
I cry

I got to the bag and I play
I'm high
Yeah, haters are mad you ain't making play HAHA
But we get turnt

You living your life in the circle
And if it's bout the fam boy den you under the earth
I'm hitting them right in this temple
I know them bitches in pain



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Writer(s): Tavaris Fortson
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