Talk To Me

Bitch you know you wanna talk to me, get On top of me, ain't no stopping me, ain't no Falling off for me, got a bestie that's the Glock in me, I swear I talk to me, do a lot for Me baby but Honestly, I just wanna get it a bag for me And all the team, I don't go to college bitch I'ma chase my dreams, whipping in a foreign With a baddie next to me, chilling in my crib With a baddie that's on her knees Bitch I do it so excellent, weed from outer Space got me saying Damn this shit heaven sent, stacking up my Presidents, running up my money bitch I Make this shit look effortless, I just make it Look so easy, spun the block so many times It got me feeling queasy, Got me feeling dizzy, I just met up with the Plug you know I gave him 50 Bitch you know I gave him 40, bitch you Know I gave him 30, rolling up a backwood if I'm ever feeling worried, Rolling up a swisher if I ever think I'm feeling Sick, (ughhh) Glocky on my hip Homie with a limp said he's fucking with the Crips, told him I believe him cause he's Walking with a stick, Bitch I'm walking with my blick, posted at The corner for my story take a flick Raised by my mama, Tryna stay out the way, I don't like the Drama I been through the rain bitch, I been through The trauma I'ma run this shit back real quick, you don't Wanna talk to me what you mean Bitch you know you wanna talk to me, get On top of me, ain't no stopping me Ain't no falling off for me, got a bestie it's The Glock and me, I swear it talk to me Do a lot for me, baby but, honestly, I just Wanna get it bag and chase all of my dreams