[Intro] Can I talk my shit? (Yeah) I let these niggas talk they shit all the motherfuckin' time If you think I'ma keep quiet or somethin' (Fuck that) If these niggas talk, I can talk my shit too, nigga Why not? (Keise on the track)
[Verse] Ayy, these niggas got the motherfuckin' nerve And think before you cross, stay on the motherfuckin' curb, hey Got the trap, tell them come and get your ass served, hey Hang around killers, they'll kill you, have my word Nigga told me get my lick back, flick 'em with a big strap Buddy actin' tender 'cause he heard I'm in his bitch mouth She ain't tryna fuck, she 'bout to get her ass kicked out [?][0:38], walk around with my dick out Hey, I'm everywhere they say I ain't, goin' where they say I can't We don't see 'em in the street, shit, I ain't see 'em in the bank Paper over pussy, niggas woofin', yeah, by the way Give a nigga the green light, nigga tried to ride away Steppin' like [?][0:50], lil' freaky bitch, Keisha Hey, fuck a ball, player's got her actin' like a diva Strapped with the nina, I heard the lil' bitch a keeter She ain't a squirter or a creamer, swear to God that I'ma leave her Hey, that nigga crazy he don't think that she a cheater But she gotta move carefully, if he catch her, he'll beat her Got some young niggas knock you out for a feature [?][1:08], swear to God you won't believe her Now everybody wanna holler they a demon 'Til you send 'em to the Devil, come and meet the Grim Reaper Got her nuttin' back-to-back, shakin' like a seizure Make this baby chopper get to singin' like Aretha We ain't gotta play no hide-and-seek, tell 'em drop the addy If they touch it, say it wasn't me, actin' like I'm jackin' Call me young gigolo, I'm actin' like my daddy You know you fed up with that nigga's shit, so why you actin' happy? Nah, I ain't cheap, you just a bitch I just won't spend it on Why these niggas cappin'? They the ones my niggas spinnin' on Tryna get snatched, so I bought my bitch some silicon We touchin' all the opps, I can tell you how they feelin', huh Freaky bitch leakin', come and eat me like some dinner rolls All about my business, so why the fuck you in your feelings for? Why you mad she did you bad? So? You know she been a ho My Draco comin' like T-Pain, it got these niggas gettin' low My feet hurt for real, they makin' t-shirts for real I'm a real stepper, do your research for real Lil' baby all on me, yeah, she squirt for real Turned me down before I blew up, now she hurt for real That nigga talkin' nonsense, leechin', on they bum shit Freaky bitch love suckin' dick because her tongue thick Hittin' it from the back, go on and bounce it on my thumb, bitch Keep the pussy drippin', always make a nigga cum quick Most of these niggas really soft behind these bitches Goofy, dumb behind these hoes, pillow-talkin' to these bitches I'm a real player, I ain't spit-boxin' 'bout these bitches That humble Yella gone, I'm actin' cocky with these bitches (Nigga)
[Outro] StupidTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
