Talkin' Spicy

(Hombre made dat beat damned)

(JI Beats)

Fuck the feds, they ain't finna let my **** out

Cut my current bitch off, and now that bitch wanna pout

I put belt to ass to a fuck **** like a child

This a 500 dollar plate, I don't eat Buffalo Wild

I could give a fuck who don't like me, bitch I'm really talkin' spicy

Frostbite on my body cuz my jeweler fuckin' iced me

Bitch you know I'm up pape, bitch, you better talk nice to me

I'll throw a bitch to a curb and treat her like some dice to me

I got so much jewelry on, bitch, I'm lookin' like a rapper

But I ain't no rapper or a trapper, I'm a bastard

Quick to backstab a ****, I'm a god damn dirty scammer

Before I hit this play, bitch, I gotta check if there's some cameras

I'll treat these rap **** like my sons, I'll put 'em in some pampers

I'll treat my ops like some dirty clothes, I'll put 'em in a hamper

The feds keep questioning me, like they think I know the answer

The way this bitch move her body, shit, you thought she was a dancer

I'm trappin' with my white friends, this one here named Tanner

And Ion wanna hit your weed, bitch, I know you smoking bammer

Brodie got a reader/writer but he fuckin' up his grammar

This bitch into zodiac signs, she said that she's a Cancer

I'm quick to cuss a bitch out, this bitch said I got no manners

I'm quick to cut a bitch off, told that bitch that I'll subtract her

That bitch really thought I loved her, shit, I guess that I'm an actor

You can't come around the gang, bitch, unless you is a factor

How these **** think they fly, but they ain't got no feathers?

Shit, I ain't gon' lie, I paid 500 for this sweater

Shit, I ain't gon' lie, I paid 1000 for this leather

I'll stomp a **** out in these Louis V steppers

I got too much drip, bitch, you best go get a tenopy

I got bitches 'round the world, my new bitch stay in Tennessee

I got energy, these **** got jealousy, they envy me

I can tell these **** goin' bad, they got some broke tendencies

I told that bitch"Bring some paper if you even wanna attend to me"

This bitch think I got my ears open, when she tryna vent to me

My house so fuckin' big, bitch, you livin' in a tent to me

I just rolled a three.5, bitch, it's lookin' like a centipede

**** gon' catch a headshot, like they name is Kennedy

Promethazine with some codeine, ****, that's my remedy

Bitch this beat made by me, & Hombre did the melody

And I'm tryna dodge the pigs, cuz a **** pullin' felonies

Everybody know my name, I need an interview with Say Cheese

Made that bitch pass my cup, and I ain't even say please

I'm runnin' to the money like a **** got eight feet

I'm sliding in a foreign, you got that shit that get you A to B

I got any bitch I want, I can choose from A to Z

This bitch want me to pick her, like I'm picking ABC

Bitch you think I really want you? Bitch, I know you for the streets

I'm finna take a five hour nap, in 500 dollar sheets