Shit Talking Seminar

Come through, this the shit talking seminar In a body body, pulled out, had to flex the car All this shit off the top, talking lyrics we ain't penning ours Why you trying to come around, lil bitch, you ain't a friend of ours Pockets done got big, them shits was looking up to Escanor Don't ever try to kick it with me, lil bitch, I'll check a whore You acting like less is more What the f*ck you flexing for You at the bottom, at the top, what I been headed for More drip than the seven seas, lil bitch, just let it be You ain't ahead of me You starving, we just steady eat I'ma get the bread, the cheese Always had the recipe Get the f*ck from next to me LV my accessory Making hits successfully I'm the best dressed you see Please don't try to step to me You talking all that shit but all I could see was some jealousy But pussy you ain't pressing me You talking like you up but yo lil shit was not impressing me Run up bands, run it up like it's easy to do it Too much drip, my fit water like it's Fiji, the newest After the Track, bitch, I need a fucking Beamy, no Buick He be talking tough online, bet when he see me don't do it Best shit talker need to do a masterclass Finna blow up and blow some bands, f*ck the aftermath Rolling in the SRT like f*ck it with the shattered glass You be on some lil shit, we get the fatter bags I just walked right in the function, CDG, this ain't no Stussy Just tell me what the f*ck it is Don't tell me what it could be I rock the whole damn show if you book me Make a bag then hit the boogie Run shit up like I should be Bro down bad trying to pay for- Big, big, big ass pape stacker Y'all just talk, I hate chatter In a ghost, it ain't Casper but really that lil Range I'm after If he try to run up at close range that's a disaster Pull that glocky out, go bang And after that yo ass don't matter Shh, shh Spent yo rent on a fragrance Really you just fake shit Damn, lil boy, you ain't shit Really I ain't patient so just tell me when the pape hit Spent two racks on Bape shit (yeah, yeah) Came through in a crazy ass whip You ain't really on nothing, you a lazy ass bitch If you talking about drip, we go crazy at Fifth, uh Making these hits, that shit made me legit (yeah, yeah) Come through, this the shit talking seminar In a body body, pulled out, had to flex the car All this shit off the top, talking lyrics, we ain't penning ours Why you trying to come around, lil bitch, you ain't a friend of ours