Talm Bout

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah Pop, pop, pop, Mob gang nigga I be counting it up bitch Counting that cash,what you talking about Stacking it fast, what you talking about Grabbing that ass, what you talking about Niggas can't get a pass what you talking about See the cops, do the dash, what you talking about I can't talk about my past, what you talking about All I got is some gas, what you talking about Man you said that it's up, ain't no talking now I do not know what these niggas been talking about but I know they be sounding like bitches You niggas be ratting and snitching on they codefendant A nigga like Lewwie don't get it They be pretending for women and faking a image about shit that they really ain't living You fiction, fairytale ass niggas be tripping Had a Asian bitch look like London Tipton When she ride it I'm a f*ck up her engine I use to pop Xanax with no type a limit I pour up that Wok, love to watch when it's fizzing The f*ck is you talking about, nigga I'm different Shit, we was on Xanax without the prescription Car hopping ass niggas on a mission Little niggas jumped off the porch and ain't listen I can show them niggas how to trap just pay attention Vvs and baguettes, they glistening Pinky ring hell of gold like a lemon The car windows tinted, they can't tell who in it Hotboxing this bitch, turn the whip to a chimney Smashing that pussy, spear baby like Brittney I'm trapping, I'm jugging, this shit getting ridiculous Flow hell a cold, Dukie lump is too sickening Back in the day I was kicking it, licking shit Pockets I'm picking them, judge had to gone and get and rid or him So much adrenaline built up in me, I ain't feeling these niggas on God Claim that you real with the steel but won't take your own charge In the field, that's for real, I'm a ball like Lamar Pull up on him with that sig like I'm Steven saegal Don't disrespect, two piece right to his jaw Super smash brothers, it's gone be a brawl Beat a nigga, punch a nigga if he get involved Pill in my 20 ounce, watch it dissolve Don't you get out of line, I got ganstas on call Give a f*ck about your height, bullets for big and tall Little and small, we got shots for em all They ain't talking about nothing, I know they won't pop shit Might as well open up, my foot a locksmith She told me I'm number one on some Chris Bosh shit Porky the pig, let her eat up the sausage Baby girl, I want neck like a motherfucking ostrich Or just like a tall ass giraffe or some I'm the shit, need to take me a bath or something Baby girl got that brain, let me master some If she come to the crib, then I'm slapping something Stacking that shit, why they mad at us Lewwie mac feel like Lucci, keep adding up Counting that cash,what you talking about Stacking it fast, what you talking about Grabbing that ass, what you talking about Niggas can't get a pass what you talking about See the cops, do the dash, what you talking about I can't talk about my past, what you talking about All I got is some gas, what you talking about Man you said that it's up, ain't no talking now