Ted Talk

Yuh, yeah Lets, hol' up, go What, Icee Lets get it like Splurge Flow, Part 2 Yeah, I run shit like a muhfuckin' track star I hit up shawty, I talk with my chest out She know my intentions, wanna hit the back shots Tryna get brain, yeah, tryna get Ted Talk Yeah, yeah I don't hesitate Just ask yo bitch, and she know that I penetrate Got her ass limping, she not even walking straight So hot-headed, they telling me to meditate, uh Thats cause I pull through, niggas that know me Know that I will shoot Blowing right past you Flashing like zoom-zoom Got connections, I network like cartoon, yeah Nigga don't play with me Or I'm the last thing that you're gonna see I'm from el barrio Running shit like I'm El Chapo R.I.P to Big Pablo, uh I got the racks, I got the stacks I'm getting this money, forget 'bout the past I'm running away but I'm making these laps Smoking these papers until I don't last Rub then I penetrate till that bitch gag I'm rollin, controlling hollow points to the back Shoot that the once and case is bad 2x2 considered me classed Play with me the strap gon' last Hit me first, take me back to the past 12 gauge ammo, that gun finna smack Running again and your girl finna smash Calling me daddy, I'm really bout dat I give her a tap and she hurting real bad I run shit like a muhfuckin' track star I hit up shawty, I talk with my chest out She know my intentions, wanna hit the back shots Tryna get brain, yeah, tryna get Ted Talk I run shit like a muhfuckin' track star I hit up shawty, I talk with my chest out She know my intentions, wanna hit the back shots Tryna get brain, yeah, tryna get Ted Talk