Nvr Talk 2 Meh!
Them bitches ain't gon' talk to me
We finna walk 'em down, they ain't gon' walk with me
Yeah, they ain't gon' walk the opps with me
All they do is sit here and shit-talkin' me, yeah
They talk that chitty-chat
All they do is sit right behind me, behind my back
They pussy, they feline like a cat
Yeah, my trunk, it ain't in the fuckin' back
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I said woah, I said woah, I said woah
We smokin' on the boof, we smoke on your dead dudes
You better lose the attitude, or I cannot fuck with you
I'm spinnin' on the block, spinnin' on the block, spinnin' on the block
Oh yeah, we could get you popped, could get you popped, could get you popped
I do not fuck with opps, not fuck with opps, not fuck with opps
Finna put the lean on the rocks, lean on the rocks, lean on the rocks
I'm finna shoot at the cops, shoot at the cops, shoot at the cops
Your bitch tryna get the fuckin' cock, get the fuckin' cock, get the fuckin' cock
Them bitches ain't gon' talk to me
We finna walk 'em down, they ain't gon' walk with me
Yeah, they ain't gon' walk the opps with me
All they do is sit here and shit-talkin' me, yeah
They talk that chitty-chat
All they do is sit right behind me, behind my back
They pussy, they feline like a cat
Yeah, my trunk, it ain't in the fuckin' back
All the smoke is in my way, do you need a place to stay
My mind feel okay, I don't know what to say
I need time, I need help
Don't ask me how I feel, I can't think, I can't feel
Can you please keep it real
Can you walk with me, can you talk with me
Thinking of our memories, do you think of me
I want another one, but I can't seem to take it off
Don't talk to me, I won't talk to you
Thinking of our past, I don't know what to do
Mind feels screwed, why you so rude
Jumping off the roof, y-you can see my view
Them bitches ain't gon' talk to me
We finna walk 'em down, they ain't gon' walk with me
Yeah, they ain't gon' walk the opps with me
All they do is sit here and shit-talkin' me, yeah
They talk that chitty-chat
All they do is sit right behind me, behind my back
They pussy, they feline like a cat
Yeah, my trunk, it ain't in the fuckin' back
We finna walk 'em down, they ain't gon' walk with me
Yeah, they ain't gon' walk the opps with me
All they do is sit here and shit-talkin' me, yeah
They talk that chitty-chat
All they do is sit right behind me, behind my back
They pussy, they feline like a cat
Yeah, my trunk, it ain't in the fuckin' back
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I said woah, I said woah, I said woah
We smokin' on the boof, we smoke on your dead dudes
You better lose the attitude, or I cannot fuck with you
I'm spinnin' on the block, spinnin' on the block, spinnin' on the block
Oh yeah, we could get you popped, could get you popped, could get you popped
I do not fuck with opps, not fuck with opps, not fuck with opps
Finna put the lean on the rocks, lean on the rocks, lean on the rocks
I'm finna shoot at the cops, shoot at the cops, shoot at the cops
Your bitch tryna get the fuckin' cock, get the fuckin' cock, get the fuckin' cock
Them bitches ain't gon' talk to me
We finna walk 'em down, they ain't gon' walk with me
Yeah, they ain't gon' walk the opps with me
All they do is sit here and shit-talkin' me, yeah
They talk that chitty-chat
All they do is sit right behind me, behind my back
They pussy, they feline like a cat
Yeah, my trunk, it ain't in the fuckin' back
All the smoke is in my way, do you need a place to stay
My mind feel okay, I don't know what to say
I need time, I need help
Don't ask me how I feel, I can't think, I can't feel
Can you please keep it real
Can you walk with me, can you talk with me
Thinking of our memories, do you think of me
I want another one, but I can't seem to take it off
Don't talk to me, I won't talk to you
Thinking of our past, I don't know what to do
Mind feels screwed, why you so rude
Jumping off the roof, y-you can see my view
Them bitches ain't gon' talk to me
We finna walk 'em down, they ain't gon' walk with me
Yeah, they ain't gon' walk the opps with me
All they do is sit here and shit-talkin' me, yeah
They talk that chitty-chat
All they do is sit right behind me, behind my back
They pussy, they feline like a cat
Yeah, my trunk, it ain't in the fuckin' back
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