TALK MY SHIT

I'm bout to TALK MY SHIT
Yeah I get in my feelings when it's raining in the crib
I don't drive a Chevy, but I tote something real heavy
And I'm 'bout to break it down, so I hope that you get ready
It was around this time two years ago
Me and you like cubicles
The way that we was cuddling, fumbling
And we was touching not fucking
I see the lightening, it's striking
It's getting hot that it's frightening
I can't believe that this real
But that's the life of a Pisces
And girl my life is a rollout, that's why I use you like dices
And I don't do the comparisons, cause we all got some vices
And yall addicted to fame, I'm addicted to prices
And I don't fuck with you niggas, cause you niggas be hypebeast
You niggas don't got no talent
You niggas don't got no style
You follow Complex and GQ to get you around
You niggas getting exposed for the lack of the knowledge
I'm 'bout to sit here and teach you some shit you can't get in college
Like to see through mirages so you can identify confidence
You can build the morale to assert your dominance
Yeah, girl, I'm racing and chasing
I see you posted vacation
I see you posted proposal up by the water you coastal
Can't lie it had me in pain, so I bleed through my vocal
And if you would've picked me, then it would've never been local
We would've been catching a plane
And we'd be boarding a jet
It would be so many damn countries you'd be wondering what's next
Tipping toes in Tulum
We dodging cops in Capri
We cuddled up by the water
Is it a lake or a spring?
I'm talking culture, culture, culture
Like we is in a dream
But you can go ride with him, but you should've picked me
Nah, I don't got the time for you fuck niggas
I drive a MINI Cooper, what the fuck a truck nigga?
My new bitch drive a Bimmer, that's what's up nigga
I like to shoot, and I shot, better duck nigga



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