Talm Bout/Goyard Bag

Like f*ck is they talm bout Speak on my gang we gon pop out In Dior with the gang got them racks out In the sky with them birds we gon geek out We them boys in the trap sipping lean Heard my dawg got locked up i hope he get freed He tried to slide put that lil boy on a tee I went Dior my bitch put the racks to her face I got the gun in the back to the cops on a chase Who said we ain't getting no money i'm letting the racks talk back I got two phones in the bag but i still don't call back Can't nobody do it like this we standing on bidness I got one eye on the prize like I'm Fetty Blew a lil bag on a muhfuckin' Skelly I'm a young short baller i stand on my money just call me O'Neal We ain't sipping on shit if we ain't crack the seal I can't beef with you niggas i still let the money talk My beef with the system they gotta just free my dawg We don't beef on the net so don't get involved Bought a Goyard bag with a hunnid racks He got left on the street he ain't coming back We done took that lil chain he can't get it back