TALKMYSHIT

I had to pop in, talk my shit
Told him what's up then?
I got a few niggas ready to run in
Rock your shit
I might just dog him, walk your shit
Like what you on then? Not on shit
Shini gon' walk in, fuck all the talking
We ain't got time, might clock your shit
Like ugh

Niggas is bogus to me
Lil bitch, I'm with lil Ghost in the G
And he pushing that bitch like a Hawk
Told him put it in park, I brought gas and we both finna spark
Lil bitch we in the clouds like a star
Hold the chop like guitar, and I bet that he won't make it far
Bitch we smoking his ass like dart
Hope he playing it smart, I put one in his motherfucking heart
If that fuck nigga really wan' start
Like ugh

I ain't just rapping to rap
Tryna snatch me a bag
And then deal with you after the fact
I could post in the back of the back
With a Mac in the bag, and a laser like we playing tag
Hardcore like Cactus Jack, hits back to back
And your shit still so wack
Like lets go pack for pack, I'm catching hats
Matte black shit lay him flat
I cannot fuck with you niggas
And that's on my gang and my brother
You niggas be under
I'm bringing that heat like the summer
And all of your shit is a blunder
Like nigga, no wonder
You niggas be soft as a puffer, and that's on my mother
Like really though, tell me who tougher
Bitch I get to clapping like thunder, or maybe a hunter
That fuck nigga better take cover
Ugh
I had to run this shit back like
I up that shit, and I blow like a bagpipe
Fuckin with me, and its gon' be a bad night
Niggas be pussy, and I don't do cat fights
Ugh, I give that nigga some act right
I'll whoop his ass like his motherfucking dad, like
I flip a switch, light it up like a flashlight
Niggas be bitches, I don't gotta say it
Like I just be snapping, these niggas be playing
Bitch Flex not the best, what the fuck is you saying?
I'm smoking that strong like a motherfucking saiyan
I'll slap him around like a motherfucking weigh-in
Bitch you finna meet god, so I hope you been praying
Like say it, don't spray it, but I get to spraying bitch
Choppa gon' eat, yeah that motherfucker big back
Choppa gon' sing, name that motherfucker 6lack
Spinning his shit like it's motherfucking six flags
Niggas be clowns and I'm like where the big macs?
He ain't worth pack, I just might throw a cig back
Eighth of the za in a mf zig zag
And if you really mad, nigga come get your get back

I had to pop in, talk my shit
Told him what's up then?
I got a few niggas ready to run in
Rock your shit
I might just dog him, walk your shit
Like what you on then? Not on shit
Shini gon' walk in, fuck all the talking
We ain't got time, might clock your shit
Like ugh