Lyrics Talk of the Town - Fredo

Talk of the town, I'm the talk of the town, huh (serious)
Walkin' around,
I can't be walkin' around (can't be walkin' around, uh-uh)
What the fuck are they talkin' about? (Ayy, bro)
Ayy, ayy, bro for real
They're talkin' 'bout this and that, but have you ever wondered like
What the fuck are they talkin' about?
Mans way too lit to be walkin' around
Talk of the country, not talk of the town
Get the drop on a opp, stalkin' 'em down (stalkin')
If I cop more water, I'll drown (drown)
Plain Rollie, bussin' it down (down)
Plain AP, bussin' it down (bussin' it down)
Women blush when we're comin' around (comin' around)
It gets lit when we come in the party (party)
Call me Ken 'cause I come with the Barbies (Ken)
Said I would then I flooded a Carti' (flooded a Carti')
Can't find you then we bun up your darggie
So tell me what dem man are talkin' about? (Huh?)
I was the one with the raw in a drought
More time niggas just talkin' for clout
Blacks got a five for a 4 in his pouch
Been Persian (Persian)
Been lurkin' (lurk)
Been peekin', fiends curtains (curtains)
Yo, check out the whips, they been German
And I'm quicker in the box than Raheem Sterling (Raheem)
Since I fucked she ain't left me alone
Runnin' me down, textin' my phone
Them guns bringin' feds, it's a mess on the roads
So I keep a Rambo like Sylvester Stallone
I'm smokin' an opp, stressin' for bro (bro)
Don't make it better, methods of coke (coke)
How many got dipped in the face?
We roll up, jump out and christen the place
My mum used to phone up dem feds every week
And tell them how I'm missin' again (again)
But mummy, I never was missin' I was
With all my niggas in kitchens with 'caine
This is a banger, I did it again (again)
Put BDK on a glittery chain (my nigga)
Think it cost more than a nigga that paid
It's always a dumb bitch that's givin' me brain
White cling ain't hittin' the same
I need the purple one, sticky like tape
Drop it in and we're forkin' it out
I've been trappin' from young what you
Talkin' about? (What you talkin' about?)
What the fuck are they talkin' about?
Mans way too lit to be walkin' around
Talk of the country, not talk of the town
Get the drop on a opp, stalkin' 'em down (stalkin')
If I cop more water, I'll drown (drown)
Plain Rollie, bussin' it down (down)
Plain AP, bussin' it down (bussin' it down)
Women blush when we're comin' around (comin' around)
It gets lit when we come in the party (party)
Call me Ken 'cause I come with the Barbies (Ken)
Said I would, then I flooded a Carti' (flooded a Carti')
Can't find you then we bun up your darggie
So tell me what dem man are talkin' about? (Huh?)
I was the one with the raw in a drought
More time niggas just talkin' for clout
Blacks got a five for a 4 in his pouch
What you tellin' me?
This money turned love into jealousy, friends into enemies
I gotta make sure they remember me
Two birds, let it go on the telephone
Yeah, we borred them, then borred them again
When I get bored, I go board me a plane
City to city, they're callin' my name
Still got them nittys all callin' for 'caine
My girls know I'm comin' for boredom
Them man fell in love when they saw them
Red was the color that come out his organs
And all of my chain got more colour than Jordans (all of them)
Bullets hit him and he blatantly died
He may of survived, the ambulance just didn't make it in time
Give me sixty-three grams and I'll make it to nine (nine)
All them clothes that you buy, tryna claim that you're fly
But you ain't got no guns so you're naked, my guy
Told her for me, "London's bait in the night,
If you wanna date let's stay in Dubai" (Dubai)
No I can't cook to be savin' my life,
But I'll whip on an apron and bake me a pie (whip it)
Sixty-thousand what they pay in Dubai
I'll hold a forty, the rest pay for the guys
What the fuck are they talkin' about?
Mans way too lit to be walkin' around
Talk of the country, not talk of the town
Get the drop on a opp, stalkin' 'em down (stalkin')
If I cop more water, I'll drown (drown)
Plain Rollie, bussin' it down (down)
Plain AP, bussin' it down (bussin' it down)
Women blush when we're comin' around (comin' around)
It gets lit when we come in the party (party)
Call me Ken 'cause I come with the Barbies (Ken)
Said I would, then I flooded a Carti' (flooded a Carti')
Can't find you then we bun up your darggie
So tell me what dem man are talkin' about? (Huh?)
I was the one with the raw in a drought
More time niggas just talkin' for clout
Blacks got a five for a 4 in his pouch