WHISPER

All these haters hackin I be gettin them and ones But I don't ever worry I keep giving them anthems Your girl said I'm handsome took me for ransom I was doin things I love to do with my damn thumb Get inside the zone feels like scoring a touchdown She won't leave me alone she keep begging for pipe downs Blowin up my phone I barely left the crib now She told me to come home whats the reason for goin out I'm fuckin with you girl but I got things to do I gotta go out in this world and get these packs to move She said I understand baby I ain't mad at you But can you come back to me later In the afternoon The shit that I be doin out here cousin addiction Been tagging on the walls lately feeling egyptian Im out here gettin pussy while you pay for subscriptions She sucking on my tootsie steady gettin commission Talk to me Baby whisper in my ear You know I love it Tell me all the things I wanna hear Talk to me Baby come here Put this pistol in your purse and let me take it from here Talk to me Baby keep it sincere Now tell me who the f*ck is rappin better this year Talk to me Baby its clear We gon end up drunk at santa monica pier I rose from the dirt like a rose in the garden Nobody here can guard him he ballin like harden Run around with killers that remind me of spartans They'll roll your ass up and leave you dead in a carpet Listen its awesome how he headed for stardom He was playin the possum now he startin to blossom Belong in the coffin you been lookin exhausted You been sneezin and coughin It just look like you lost it Talk to me She keep lickin on my ear We aint gotta go baby we can do this here She already know this shit has always been clear We gon let it all go and act like never was here Like it happened in vegas We hide it for ages Im goin through phases These bitches is faceless Forget what they name is She wanna get famous She'll even do ano She says that its painless Talk to me Baby whisper in my ear You know I love it Tell me all the things I wanna hear Talk to me Baby come here Put this pistol in your purse and let me take it from here Talk to me Baby keep it sincere Now tell me who the f*ck is rappin better this year Talk to me Baby its clear We gon end up drunk at santa monica pier