Shit Talkin
I just been fucking up fucking up big bands
Real shit i aint trynna go throw hands
I been too drunk for a minute
Celebrate shit cuz you know that we wit it
We chilling with buttas on
From the top to the bottom on
I be fucking up cortisol
On my sleeve got my corazon
On my back got the coat of arms
We gon fly out to cote d ivoire
Real shit imma talk my shit
My first album drop in a week
And i already finished the third
The bigger the vault the bigger the turd
Cuz im always the shit and you niggas is birds
Fucking with niggas with no money couture
Big big
Big bank go brrr
Cuz i learned from rockefeller
That these niggas be hella jealous but you gotta hang with em
They know the sauce and shit
That'll set you right up to hit so you gotta get with them
But you gotta learn better than these niggas with seasonal cheddar
You gotta get richer
Im speaking to me and you
Cuz these niggas be hella fools to not bring us up with them
We got the
We got the power baby
We on the stage we been vibes lately
Stars in my eyes fuck it up crazy
Fly sky high jet plane like whiskey
Damn lil baby risky
Mile high club in the bathroom
Back in my room with a bathrobe
Bnb fitty bitches in the patio
They just want purses and money tu cambio
For real baby besame mucho
Dont try to test me
Miss miss miss missed westie
Im trynna fuck with your bestie
You trynna get me
You trynna bar and forget me
But when my mom got a big ass chain
And my dad wear shit he cant say
And when my sis get out of work cuz all her bills gonna be paid
Imma pop off like a real dome boy and take the rap game away
Cuz these niggas dont deserve it
This aint the purpose
Its D I O R MARGIELA these niggas on nothing like ever
You thought that I wouldnt get better
My heart got some weight with the devil
Ill up and ill up on your angel
And switch to side for the angle
And watch how these niggas get mangled
Like swiss cheese how these niggas be rat kings
If i fuck up my shot then go head i aint trynna stop yo bread
Like these niggas be so upset
When they dont get they small chance
Like just grind and throw more bands
Hit a parlay with 4 bands
Boutta get me a nightstand
Say I fucked cuz im lightskin
Toxic bitch it go hand hand
Know i want me a dark skin
I told big bro that im getting to the top
So i cant stop now or my shit wont accomplish
Bad bad bitch with a double D ass
And she walking around but she topless
She finna fuck on my barber
Im boutta pop and just talk shit
Im boutta open the border
Flood out the town cause disorder
Fuck up and fuck up some quarters
Look
I just been fucking up fucking up big bands
Real shit i aint trynna go throw hands
I been too drunk for a minute
Celebrate shit cuz you know that we wit it
He chilling with buttas on
From the top to the bottom on
I be fucking up cortisol
On my sleeve got my corazon
On my back got the coat of arms
We gon fly out to cote d ivoire
Real shit i aint trynna go throw hands
I been too drunk for a minute
Celebrate shit cuz you know that we wit it
We chilling with buttas on
From the top to the bottom on
I be fucking up cortisol
On my sleeve got my corazon
On my back got the coat of arms
We gon fly out to cote d ivoire
Real shit imma talk my shit
My first album drop in a week
And i already finished the third
The bigger the vault the bigger the turd
Cuz im always the shit and you niggas is birds
Fucking with niggas with no money couture
Big big
Big bank go brrr
Cuz i learned from rockefeller
That these niggas be hella jealous but you gotta hang with em
They know the sauce and shit
That'll set you right up to hit so you gotta get with them
But you gotta learn better than these niggas with seasonal cheddar
You gotta get richer
Im speaking to me and you
Cuz these niggas be hella fools to not bring us up with them
We got the
We got the power baby
We on the stage we been vibes lately
Stars in my eyes fuck it up crazy
Fly sky high jet plane like whiskey
Damn lil baby risky
Mile high club in the bathroom
Back in my room with a bathrobe
Bnb fitty bitches in the patio
They just want purses and money tu cambio
For real baby besame mucho
Dont try to test me
Miss miss miss missed westie
Im trynna fuck with your bestie
You trynna get me
You trynna bar and forget me
But when my mom got a big ass chain
And my dad wear shit he cant say
And when my sis get out of work cuz all her bills gonna be paid
Imma pop off like a real dome boy and take the rap game away
Cuz these niggas dont deserve it
This aint the purpose
Its D I O R MARGIELA these niggas on nothing like ever
You thought that I wouldnt get better
My heart got some weight with the devil
Ill up and ill up on your angel
And switch to side for the angle
And watch how these niggas get mangled
Like swiss cheese how these niggas be rat kings
If i fuck up my shot then go head i aint trynna stop yo bread
Like these niggas be so upset
When they dont get they small chance
Like just grind and throw more bands
Hit a parlay with 4 bands
Boutta get me a nightstand
Say I fucked cuz im lightskin
Toxic bitch it go hand hand
Know i want me a dark skin
I told big bro that im getting to the top
So i cant stop now or my shit wont accomplish
Bad bad bitch with a double D ass
And she walking around but she topless
She finna fuck on my barber
Im boutta pop and just talk shit
Im boutta open the border
Flood out the town cause disorder
Fuck up and fuck up some quarters
Look
I just been fucking up fucking up big bands
Real shit i aint trynna go throw hands
I been too drunk for a minute
Celebrate shit cuz you know that we wit it
He chilling with buttas on
From the top to the bottom on
I be fucking up cortisol
On my sleeve got my corazon
On my back got the coat of arms
We gon fly out to cote d ivoire
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Writer(s): Jabez Munoz-pujols
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