Talk My Shit feat. Amaarae,Flo Milli

歌詞

A town do it, don't stop, you was sorta rich You nigga missed the bank by a quarter inch I'm hopping out the coup, with my titties out Do they have a sauna's all I care about I'm 'a make a Billie like I'm Ellish You can't see me flying, 'cause it's private She ain't never been inside a Hyatt When we met in person you acting quiet Love how she saying that shit, might have to marry this bitch Bought her a crazy car, lock it, it sound like this Nigga is tite that I got her, I walk through the party, she all on my shoulder I'm bucking up quick, he gotta hoe she might jump on a dick Head on a swivel it's making him sick I did it I did it I'm running up on ya, I'm there in a minute I did it myself, a million bajillion I made every penny He never got even he still just a critic, he still in his feelings They wanted me dead they hate when I'm breathing I want all the smoke She said baby what's a "yacht"? I said a kinda boat Talking dirty, you don't wash her mouth with olive soap Now my hater want a job, but he ain't make the cut Got my shorts above my knees, I'm feeling like a slut Got my slammys right behind me if you wanna jug Talking shit but when I see 'em they like "Where my hug?" I be stomping, pointing at me, she like "There my thug" Had to hold her back, she wilding, saying Lemme talk my shit, ooh I'm on fire If they said we friends they a liar When it come to tools, I'm maguver I'm 'a touch the roof if I'm higher Someone said the Benz was too gaudy So I went and got the new Pagani I was making plans with your shawty I'm 'a keep my mouth in the potty After you pop a pilly hoe I serve it to your sister, she a silly hoe Spilling champagne on a mini boat Pimping pussy out this Bentley, got like 20 hoes I'm running this bitch like a race Bitch, I'mma nut in your face Most of the Internet fake He gonna be real with that gun in his face She still wanna fuck, we done done it all day 24 karats and ain't none of them fake Pop shit, hoe, talk shit, huh huh, hold up, right I love all my opps The bitch done seen me whipping chicken Almost called the cops I feel like Gucci mane I might just throw her out the drop I kicked the hoochie out the hummer Almost killed the thot. Huh huh On 5th ave with the cannon I got 50 baby mammas in Atlanta All the hoes screaming this a fucking anthem Passing hoes no hands I'm cruising Pop shit all day they snoozing If you broke hoe you got the cooties All my friends all dead like Uzi Two chains on me I'm different I can fuck up a check and go missing When I walk in, I feel attention Shitting on bitches I'm leaving 'em pissed Bad hoes go loco Body too tea, bitch hot like a throat coat I ain't fucking with nobody, this a coupe. Why would I need me a photo? Chocolate bitch, I be on toxic shit He eat me up like coco I'm a P ass bitch, you the opposite Keep a nigga in a chokehold