Talk Of The Town (Freestyle)

(F12)

On the net, they move all brave
But live in the flesh, they're doing up skate
And if you see me limping, don't think that I'm injured
I just got my rammy on waist
Got it tucked on my waist, get bored in your face
Like four in your face, for talking my name
Don't think you can talk on my name
Spot me an opp, then I'm scoring again

Straight boring, straight boring again
Verbal don't stop, they're talking again
Leng one, bad one, keep calling again
Seem like she wanna be more than a friend
Baby, darling, no need to pretend (no need)
You know that we seeking for them
Mulla jump off the ped, tryna leave him all drenched
Wet, wet, leave him wet like a sket
If I spot me an opp, Corvette, Corvette

Lean out the ride, shoot it, shoot it
Gun on my palm, use it, use it
Or back out my blade, juice him, juice him
Wet him up, chef him up
Man got juice on my blade like 7up
Don't get caught on the lack, it's a tecky one
Shank come very long, catch one chef him up
Chef him up, chef him up, chef him up

I'm a savage, and you're not (you're not)
I'm on badness, and you're not (for real)
It sounds like it don't make sense
Tryna get man down, but I'm boring him up (man)
It sounds like it don't make sense
Tryna send man up by getting him down (it don't)
You already know my ting, I'm the talk of the town (for real)

I'm a savage, and you're not (you're not)
I'm on badness, and you're not (for real)
It sounds like it don't make sense
Tryna get man down, but I'm boring him up (man)
It sounds like it don't make sense
Tryna send man up by getting him down (it don't)
You already know my ting, I'm the talk of the town (for real)

Swinging my arm, no nae, nae
This ZK rips skins like blade, blade
I don't play games, pedestrians best make way (ah)
Or blood getting spilt like Treyway, mayday
Two got got on the same day, what a great day
But we still can't say names (we can't)
Spot me a opp, Corvette, no lay, lay
Hop out the ride, ching man down, I'm cray, cray

Red juice spill but it's nothing like KA
Fill up the wap with batteries like AA
Waps and shanks get purchased on pay day
Them boy some, some actors like Ray Ray (actors)
When we back shanks, we make them run kway way
Leng one, bad one, she naughty give brain (naughty)
My ting from kway kway exactly the same
She give me good, good exactly the same (ah, ah)

I'm a savage, and you're not (you're not)
I'm on badness, and you're not (for real)
It sounds like it don't make sense
Tryna get man down, but I'm boring him up (man)
It sounds like it don't make sense
Tryna send man up by getting him down (it don't)
You already know my ting, I'm the talk of the town (for real)

I'm a savage, and you're not (you're not)
I'm on badness, and you're not (for real)
It sounds like it don't make sense
Tryna get man down, but I'm boring him up (man)
It sounds like it don't make sense
Tryna send man up by getting him down (it don't)
You already know my ting, I'm the talk of the town (for real)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Blah, blah, blah
You know



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Writer(s): 163margs, Ftwelvebeats
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