Lets Not Talk

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm tired of this shit man
Niggas always talking shit they ain't about, you feel me?
Tiny Boost, Torment, fuck
Scummy

Let's not talk about that dope if you ain't sold it
Let's not talk about them guns if you ain't blow it
And don't you ever call me bro if we ain't rolling
My shooters, they gon' do you just the way I told them
Let's not talk about that dope if you ain't sold that shit
Let's not talk about them guns if you ain't blow that shit
I fuck her once and I'ma act like I don't know that bitch
Yeah, that's just the way it goes, yeah

It's getting paid for shit is normal
Broke niggas mad I'm cordial
I'll put your bitch in the friend zone
Make her carry bricks for me

All these man just in the ends broke
Talking some shit that they don't know
Talking 'bout guns they did never blow
When we went to war they did never show
I Louis my casual and bed clothes

Talking like they really selling O's
Talking like they got the big waps
That's just entertainment and chit chat
I'm the scummy kid, I'm the riff raff
Pull my semi nine, push your wig back
I just count dough and kick back
Trap keep me fresher than a Tic Tac
All my people wanna slammer
Locked up for some grub, locked up for a hammer

Never tell on your mans, do your fucking time
Pussy ride the banger
Mum knows I'm not just a rapper
Aunties, uncles and grandma
When I leave the crib I gotta strap up
Every other week I'm in some new passa
When you ride make sure you aim the strap up
I'm running wild, they can't stop me

Hanging with the murderers and trapstars
Comfortable, yeah they got me
The paper make me move properly

I won't move for nothing else

Everyday I hear some new stories
These niggas talk just like the girls

Let's not talk about that dope if you ain't sold it
Let's not talk about them guns if you ain't blow it
And don't you ever call me bro if we ain't rolling
My shooters, they gon' do you just the way I told them
Let's not talk about that dope if you ain't sold that shit
Let's not talk about them guns if you ain't blow that shit
I fuck her once and I'ma act like I don't know that bitch
Yeah, that's just the way it goes, yeah

I sold rocks to them fiends
And bought guns with my paper

All I want for Christmas is a drum and a laser

Gotta get my weight up
Tell my homie fix the plate up
Get the razor
If them D's kick the door then we in danger

But we ain't telling though
Load them up and let them go
Fuck her once, forget the hoe
My nigga if the truth be told
After me she'll probably get with bro, Lord knows

Tiny Boost ain't never stressing over crutches
If your price too high I'll tell you cut it
It's either that or get them hammers with them clutches
Make you niggas run it
Niggas mouths running 'bout a whole load of nothing

You know how we coming
We stay free from suckers
Less is more and there ain't many of us
I swear to God these hoes will never get a penny from us
Pussy, yeah we keep it too real in these streets
Talk it and I walk it
Ain't nobody realer than me

Let's not talk about that dope if you ain't sold it
Let's not talk about them guns if you ain't blow it
And don't you ever call me bro if we ain't rolling
My shooters, they gon' do you just the way I told them
Let's not talk about that dope if you ain't sold that shit
Let's not talk about them guns if you ain't blow that shit
I fuck her once and I'ma act like I don't know that bitch
Yeah, that's just the way it goes, yeah