10Talk Pt2 (feat. Liltae2 & 10TA Lil A)

Yessir

Yeah, come on

I just— I just woke up (Alright)

Told my bitch that I ain't got no heart, I need a heart surgeon

Fuck around and wreck my SRT, was in the car swervin'

See my **** shoot his blick, he off and hit the wrong person

I can tell by how you move your bag, you never saw thirty

Bitch, I rap this shit I live, you on the song perpin'

Fuck you and fuck your whole life, wrote it in all cursive

Bitch stroked and broke this bitch back and left her heart hurtin'

Grab a trap phone then beat the block, I bet it start chirpin'

Ain't havin' motion with no bag, you better start workin'

Have my **** sell your granny crack and tell her fuck surgery (Like fuck surgery)

You ever bust a brick down, look like a cut turkey?

Tell Lil Quan don't pull up by himself, he came with tucked 30 (Alright)

Take my shoes off and beat an opp until my thumbs hurtin'

Hemi came two hundred on the dash, yeah, this the one turban

Burn rubber up, spin in the 'Cat, look like a drunk person

I'm the type to walk up on Lil Durk and tell him, "Fuck Virgil"

Apple Fritter mixed with Turtle Pie, alright

Apple Fritter mixed with Turtle Pie smell like a skunk squirted

Dirty bitch done sucked a dirty dick and now her tongue purple

Nike Tech off the shiesty ski, I'm 'bout to purge somethin'

Punch a **** in his face until it turn purple

How you drop a charger with no hemi? That's a slow turtle

If he was thuggin' with the ten, we could've saved Virgil

White tee, walkin' in McQueens but the jeans Purple

Bitch keep on tryna eat my nuts, she a damn gerbil

Lil' fuddy tweakin' with the blicks makin' gun circles

Ayy, finna serve my **** Steve, I told him fuck Urkel

Lil' bro done shot so many opps, we had to red-shirt him

In the club punchin' on the opps with they gun on 'em

Two-steppin' in some big ice, but the guns thermal

Bitch, I am not fucking raw 'cause you too fertile

Let a bitch say some dumb shit then I want Wordle

I dropped a chain, bro dropped a chain, and Quanno took a chain

We be on everything, get out the way when we walk through the lane (Yessir)

The police mad they hit the whip and I ain't know my name

Fuck you and fuck them dead **** and fuck your gang (Yessir)

A **** tagged my Instagram sayin' fuck my page

Got my dick sucked, this freak bitch made me bust off brain

If you see me uppin' racks, then I must got paid

Get your head bust for playin' crazy, tryna touch my chain

Clapped him runnin' down the street, damn, I must got aim

Told her hurry up and clean the crib, I done rushed my main

Fuck around and crashed the whip, I done rushed my lane

In that night you got your ass beat, you got jumped by lames

Break a **** Playstation 'cause it ain't no game

Get your ass killed for tryna rob 'cause I ain't no stain

The forecast said it's cloudy, but it ain't gon' rain

Know a couple bitches fuck for dollars that I ain't gon' name

You kept it real and told the truth so it ain't no shame

Bitch, I'm like a lion in the zoo that they ain't gon' tame

If I get jammed up with the dude, lawyer paid my way

If I pull up shootin' and I miss, you got saved by grace (Saved by grace)