Текст песни Bouta Trip - AintNoTalking

If it ain't about a bag
We can't even speak
They think it's sweet
Til I'm blowing like the horns up on this beat
Cornball speech stop talking loud
You ain't pumping fear
You on probation get out the car
I keep the pump in here holdup
Aye
I'm finna trip on em
Rey Mysterio off the ropes
I'm talking flip on em
Every time I see AintNoTalking he got that drip on em
Every time you see AintNoTalking extended clips on em
Try me
Let me know you getting sample vibes
Make the big screen I get to shooting like the camera guy
Watch yo tone as soon as yo voice amplify
This pole getting louder then you and I ain't never lied
Handle mine
Come up missing like Amanda Bynes
I get ticked off you get picked off like a dandelion
You better duck like you from Anaheim
Hate it or love it my name AintNoTalking
You gone remember mine
I'm bout beef and cheese
I'm talking big burgers
10 milli's drakkos
I'm talking big burners
Do em fairly odd
I'm talking Tim Turner
You spray it when you say it
I shoot let's see who spit further

I'm bout a trip on em
AintNoTalking stop tripping you gotta trip on em
AintNoTalking I'm bout a trip on em
They told me no talking
I betta trip on em
AintNoTalking no talking I'm bout a trip on em

All the way turnt up
I'm mr dash
But I'm known for the shot
Like I'm Steve Nash
I told her slide bring cho and some knee pads
If I want it I'm a buy it iont read tags
I told her 200 a week and I might claim her
Out of respect for the dead I cannot name her
Brother who made this beat this a banger
All day you see me on racks I'm like a hanger
Danger is real watch yo mouth when you speak to me
Starved by myself
You think you finna eat wimme
Yo shoes the price of my shirt
Don't speak to me
You popped up once I popped
Your a leech to me
I really go ham
Jay Z Kanye
Yo diamonds see through
Ciroc Bombay
Choose up
And I better be in yo top five
AintNoTalking going up
Little Einsteins
I'm the billy goat gruff
Lyrically I go nuts
Got bread like cold cuts
Pole tucked and no sluts
Money can't fold up
Ain't no one's in it
Everything 5 percent
Every my gun tinted
I'll have this whole party ducking like it's birds coming
Shorty thick and turn't
It's like she heard something
Boy if she broke on Scratch
Iont want nothing
Y'all ain't bumming how we be bumming so stop frontin