Shit Talk PT3

This beat so funky PMF be the gang I don't know if she know but if I f*ck I got to get out of there I don't know if she know but if it's so she making money there On that fucking street like gta them npc's in there These niggas is bots they don't get guap they get them souvenirs Out my motherfucking top I'm out my head It must be a dream or something Must be a dream or something I hear demon talking, I hear demons coming And you know you ain't shooting nothing know you ain't doing the stomping twenty-sixteen i was foam running Might act slow but they don't know nothing But they was there the whole time In my city I'm the goat I don't seat here and mope Bitch I need this fucking dope All this fake love, bitch I don't know whoa whoa Almost spilled my drink that's a no go go go We was dating in the past now I'm on to something different Now these benji's got my last making money my decision I'm in the state of mind still be chasing dollar signs Still not taking none of mine still committing all these crimes I was broke just wasting time not a penny not a dime A real nigga I define now they sour like a lime Come here boy, don't you run don't you here that sound I got a certain fee, you just pay me for my timing Flip the script bend the rules they see how we sliming Two door coupe drop the top see how I'm sliding I been eating good nigga you look boney I want megan good hope that she be lonely Draco do whatever my bitch tote it for me Draco do whatever my bitch hold it for me KD