Can'T Talk ft. Lil Dump Lyrics

M U R D A, that murder shit

That's what we talking bout

This the guy that swish shots to the face

Nah he can't walk it out

Big brother move that drake like he a Haitian

Watch him draw the chopper

Nigga know he fake shit, broad day shit

No, we can't talk it out

Hop out on feet, we gon shoot all winters

They gon run you down

Let them know some real steppers

They'll really gun you down

Come answer on that valley side

Get served a hundred pounds

Them niggas on the other side

Scared to jump out of bounds

Talk when you ride, but when you slide

He got a hundred rounds

Nigga it's you or I, let's see who die

No, I ain't standing down

Play or get crucified, we play with fire

No, God can't save you now

When we collide it's confrontation, you know I'm gon stand my ground

Guns to the face, just like big brother said

Don't move or make no sound

Pull up on a nigga block and leave him red in that water

They gon drown

His partner dead, that's why he frowned

Retaliation, kill a clown

Spray shit up, go round for round

Want all the smoke, Dump killer found

M U R D A, that murder shit

That's what we talking bout!

This the guy that swish shots to the face

Nah he can't walk it out

Big brother move that drake like he a Haitian

Watch him draw the chopper

Nigga know he fake shit, broad day shit

No, we can't talk it out

Ain't no chatting bout it

Nah, ain't no chat about it

You say you with it, I laugh about it

Real nigga don't brag about it

I'm getting right, but you mad about it

When you left, got the bag looking nice (huh)

If it's not right with the price

It's on your head like you had a bounty

I do not miss!

Do you see way I'm rocking?

Aim was reckless, had to do the most

Just to hit my target

I'm a restless nigga, vision of my goals all in my sockets

Now I'm flexing bigger, I don't even got to show my pockets

I'm somebody!

Remember all them times when I ain't have nobody

Act cool in a bad mood

When a nigga doubted, that's rude

This ain't fast food, but I'm in and out

That's especially cause cash rules everything around me

M O N E Y, that money shit is what we talking bout

Know I'm trying to manifest these M's up in my bank account

Brother in the heavens, LA making sure I make it out

And I don't fear no man, cause God the only one that'll take me out!

M U R D A, that murder shit

That's what we talking bout

This the guy that swish shots to the face

Nah he can't walk it out

Big brother move that drake like he a Haitian

Watch him draw the chopper

Nigga know he fake shit, broad day shit

No, we can't talk it out