Iont Talk Much

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Real G's, move in silence I don't talk much Cocaine, all white force, I can't walk much They say money ain't everything but everything cost something I'm a real fuckin' sick f*ck, now my nose runnin I know how to take a bitch down and have her soul cummin Walk down on niggas on the road, now I'm road runnin Niggas been hatin' on the low, so I'm pole clutch The AK came from overseas, it only know Russian Tell the coach to send a blitz Had to talk to God, cause I was supposed to get him hit All this money on my mind like I'm supposed to get rich I be throwin' up the four, but I be posted in the six You doin' all that barkin', you supposed to be a bitch Smokin' niggas by the eighth, but it's supposed to be a zip If you ain't worried about the paper, you ain't supposed to get lit Like, why you worried about the score? Nigga, up dog shit She bouncin' on a nigga dick on some frog shit She fuckin' me, but got a man at home, she wrong for this I can't believe that you was crashin' out, I made a song for this I get a bag, start flashin' out and profit all of this Yeah, I'm bout to profit all of y'all Light skinned nigga, I'm the one LaMelo ball I was the one you loved, now I'm the one you never call Like, I'm supposed to give a f*ck about this shit, not at all Goofy, all these chops, I'm just tryin' to shoot a move Started rap, cause it was fun, now I'm just tryin' to get groovy Invested in rap, cause I was good, now I'm just tryin' to get it movin Niggas cappin' bout life in real life, this shit gettin' confusing Bought a gun, but I ain't never had to use it Call me crazy, but I'm prayin' for the day that I do Niggas in the paint, but they be sayin' they gon' shoot Bitch, I'm really in that mode, like I'm Trav, give me loot We could really walk him down, I got the mask inside the coupe I'm finna turn this bitch up, I got the gas up in the booth Before I try to do it right, I had the stash up in the roof And I been chillin' for the day, I got a crash bandicoot Real G's, move in silence, I don't talk much Cocaine, all white force, I can't walk much They say money ain't everything, but everything costs some I'm a real fuckin' sick f*ck, now my nose runnin I know how to take a bitch down and have her soul cummin Walk down on niggas on the road, now I'm road runnin Niggas been hatin' on the low, so I'm pole-clutchin AK came from overseas, it only know Russian