Talk My Sh!t

Pussy Niggas better tread slowly I got his bitch all on my shit She tryna gag out on my dick And if he got a problem with it Leave his head open F*ck it empty lead on em Thinking that he keef We go gorilla Knock the dreads off em He capping like he gon' blow that lil gun Boy that's med talking This bitch be talking bout me just for fun I ain't gon' dread bout it Don't worry bout the shit that I been through Just know I bled bout it You know it's OFS Don't do no talking empty lead bout it Cause i did it on my own I been going through some crazy shit Don't make big brotha Micah grab that chop and get to facing shit I'm moving out my body I'm too fried I think they laced the bitch Just move around if you ain't on my side ain't with that faking shit Hold up I been on my own Same shit Rolling up that spliff You can't ride unless you loading up that blick Hold up what these niggas on I bet we get some shaking in this bitch Hold on don't stop the beat Let me talk my shit These niggas talking like they spinning on our block These niggas talking like they sending us some shots What's this he talking like he squeezing and he creeping I told that nigga I'm on Southkings Highway Bitch come meet the reaper I had a session with my guys And they was tryna to let me know They think I'm out here tryna kill Aint got no brains up on my shoulders This bitch be all in my DM's I'm quick to block and let it go She's just tryna jump into a bigger bag I ain't slow He been staying off the net Because he know that he a dead man He aint been thinking for himself Because them bullets hit his head band Draco left him melted Had him looking like he Sandman Heard he hating on me cause his bitches got Izea playing I can't trust you niggas I can see it all in your demeanor Creep on his street we wet his feet Somebody call the fucking cleaner He talking like he him He walking high we took his fucking femur You wanna run with gang You earn your stripes sum just like Adidas I hate when niggas broke But they be talking like they got shit Just got a new beam bitch green I do not miss He put that Nina right up under his jaw And I watch his top lift Throw a button on that bitch And now just look at how that Glock spit We creep up like Rolly Polly Draco sing like Holy Tony He kicking we gotta goaly You bout it you gotta show me You riding you gotta know me You shy bitch you better blow me We'll wait for you at the door Cause we know your bitch ass a phony Don't ask questions around my crew We plead the fifth Too much stressing on my mind I need a spliff OFS we popping out we be the VIP Go ahead and shut your fucking mouth While I'm talking my shit