Lyrics

Lemme talk my shit Boutta quarter milli sittin on my wrist And everytime I pull up it's expensive whips And look at shordy I ain't seen an ass that thick And if she only round me for the money She won't get none, aye Lemme talk my shit Yo girl gon pull up if I offer her dick If ole boy talking down ain red dots at his lip Don't take me serious I'm just talking my shit Ever since I got some money, niggas moving fly Told you that I'm different I ain't like these other guys My closest niggas swtichin ion even ask em why After a while i ain't tripping I go thru this all the time Shordy a time aye Don't watse my time aye And I don't wanna conversate I'm tryna grind aye I know you lying aye Cause I ain't blind aye I don't want to title withchu You ain't worth my time bae And I don't fuck with none These bitches cause they for the team Come and get ya hoe She in my section feeling me I don't smoke but all My niggas in here rolling weed I need my bitch in here so she suck my energy away Rest in peace to my niggas Who made it to the heaven gates I'm popping addy's and sippin Henny To take the pain away You a distraction, just get off me And get the fuck away You gon remember me when The grammys starts calling my name Lemme talk my shit Boutta quarter milli sittin on my wrist And everytime I pull up it's expensive whips And look at shordy I ain't seen an ass that thick And if she only round me for the money She won't get none, aye Lemme talk my shit Yo girl gon pull up if I offer her dick If ole boy talking down ain red dots at his lip Don't take me serious I'm just talking my shit
Writer(s): Archie Patmore, Robert Erickson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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