no talkin

you always gay

all these choppas 'round me like k

fuck all that

i ain't doin no talkin

uhh

it's that 23 shit

fuck all that

i ain't doin' no talkin'

bitch you been hatin'

them slangs i caught 'em

these niggas quick to pussy shit often

beggin' for favors my number you callin'

look to the top but you niggas kept fallin'

been tryna keep up

it's too late

i done lost 'em

you know your self

i got shooters who stalkin'

said i'm a miss

put one in a coffin

i done took all them drugs now i'm flyin' away

just brought me some brand new iron to spray

which one of you fuck niggas dyin' today?

no playin'

ain't got no time to waste

all this ice think you might go need roller skates

all these choppa around me

might catch this case

don't need a location

we know where you stay

you talkin' but pussy you know you gon' lay

bam

you talkin' but pussy you know we don't play

my steppa he really on go when i say

gon' blow your shit back when we notice your face

you mention my name

bitch you close to your grave

take your life

load up them k's

step on site

open his face

broad daylight

bitch you can lay

like bam

we in the light so they can't relate

give a fuck what they say

they ain't fuckin wit' jay

i'm in that field

i call lotta plays

servin' the city

all ten get paid

pull up in the trap and stay uppin' all day

ain't get shit free

bitch you gotta pay

diss niggas mad so they spreadin' the hate

your bitch'll fuck me 'cause she know you a lame

back end baby

that bag what i chase

they tryna keep up but they know it's too late

movin' too fast

can't keep up wit' the pace

workin' whole nights 'til i see what i made

stop sendin' shots on your instagram page

before you dance on like we hit you with a's

free all my niggas who locked in the cage

it won't be long

they say they on the way

fuck all that

i ain't doin' no talkin'

bitch you been hatin'

them slangs i caught 'em

these niggas quick to pussy shit often

beggin' for favors my number you callin'

look to the top but you niggas kept fallin'

been tryna keep up

it's too late

i done lost 'em

you know your self

i got shooters who stalkin'

said i'm a miss

put one in a coffin

i done took all them drugs now i'm flyin' away

just brought me some brand new iron to spray

which one of you fuck niggas dyin' today?

no playin'

ain't got no time to waste

all this ice think you might go need roller skates

all these choppa around me

might catch this case

don't need a location

we know where you stay

you talkin' but pussy you know you gon' lay

bam