Текст песни Can I Talk, Pt. 2 (Bonus Track) - SuperFly Mixx

Can I talk my shit again

Uhh

Workin, Workin, Workin boy they barely see us
Still got'em on they toes boy they ballerinas
I'm back on my irregular shit
How you working, you ain't even on the schedule bitch
Relaxing gettin head cuz I been ahead
You niggas lucky when you dropped I wasn't finished yet
My swag perfect, & it come wit a little bread
I'm bag surfing, or whatever them niggas said
Scratching surface, you don't want me digging yet
This my 2 step, I ain't even jigging yet
Yall still don't get it yet
You a square nigga, you don't want smoke boy you nicorette
Cool as shit, playa made homie
Cooking in my cool whip, paper plates on it
Tell them niggas not to play wit me homie
Nigga drippin like they just dumped the Gatorade on me
I be, Fly as fuck, boss man, I'm the higher ups
You ain't tryna defend it then what's the title for
Tell ya man not to try his luck
1 shot'll have his body in box like he tryna fuck

Can I talk my shit again
I mean it's not even a question at this point
Let me talk my shit

They be like Mixx, I heard yo bitches left
Nigga, I got 20 bitches left
They knew who the man was when I stepped in this bitch
I got the juice boy you the corner left in the fridge
Hold on let me begin, I been holding all this shit in
No one calling me great but ain't no one testing my pen
Welcoming all the smoke in any section I'm in
Been the best all along, you just ain't been tuning in
Tell that ho don't touch my garment, you standing too close
Fly nigga slicker than Grease, I'm Danny Zuko
Got a Greek freak, call her Antenemkoumpo
She a foreign bitch, & so is the Coupe ho
Somebody tell Megan, I'm waiting to add mileage
Body like a stallion, I'm tryna see how to mount it
1 on 1 let me see how long you can go
No third wheel, but keep an extra like a Rav 4
I'm just talking my shit cuz I can dude
Pop the tags on my swag bitch I'm brand new
Told you I am like no other
Anybody test me, I'm passing wit flying colors mothafucka

Can I talk my shit again, huh
So let me talk my shit
Yeah
Can I talk my shit
Let me talk my shit

I'm bout my business, find you something to do
Don't worry bout what's in my bag bitch it's something new
I exit Wallisville to lil mama crib
She ready to fuck it ain't no time to chill

Chillin feeling incredible
Shawty drug free but she swallow me like an edible