TALK TOO MUCH! Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
She like I know you don't need me
I'm so high can't reach me
Phone staying on dnd
That chop fold up him up neatly
I call this one neat freak
Peach faygo and it's bleeding
Bitch I'm feeling peachy
These niggas done pissed me off
I be jumping out the gym like fuck the rim I break the roof
Gotta let this pain and rage outside my brain inside the booth
Cause if I don't imma fuck around do some shit I don't want to do
I don't need a friend new fn I'll never cut it loose
It don't ever treat me wrong play with my dome that bitch gone shoot
Aye
Me and you can get along you bring along some loot
Aye
You bleed just like me and shit I bleed just like you
But we not the same you talk too much like you got something to prove
Fuck the chit chatting
Get it cracking I make shit happen
If she throw it at me step up to the plate and hit it
Bitch I'm batting
Hit her with a juke move she say I'm rude I'm just good at madden
Swear my plug up in his prime like Amazon he dropped the package
Yeah get 'em
Yeah get 'em
Yeah get 'em
Yeah get 'em
Bitch so thick can't wear no denim
Ass can't even fit up in them
Late night talking inside of the booth I feel like Jimmy Kimmel
I don't even talk to niggas hit me up you need me simple
Had to take a step back look around like who gone hold me down
Niggas I called bro had seen me down I seen them crack a smile
Knew they was change up on me I see all the funny now
Bitches went and played I done got live they trying to come around
Yeah I like to lane switch
Your bitch like to drain 5ths
Think I need some pain pills
Ball so hard a sprained wrist
She got C cups and A list
Might make her my main bitch
I don't want to say shit
Unless its about a payment
I be jumpin out the gym like fuck the rim I break the roof
Got to let this pain and rage outside my brain inside the booth
Cause if I don't imma fuck round do some shit I don't wanna do
I don't need a friend new fn I'll never cut it loose
It don't ever treat me wrong play wit my dome that bitch gone shoot
Aye
me and you get along you bring along some loot
Aye
You bleed just like me and shit I bleed just like you
But we not the same you talk too much like you got something to prove