Walkie Talkie Lyrics

Yeah Look

New freaky bitch gave her a pill to pop

Pop a wheelie in that pussy I ain’t never stop

Running running running running to the bag

Foreign whip in the coupe stupid drunk I finna crash

The wrist plus the neck that’s about one fifty cash

All about my green like the hulk and now

I'm finna smash

Stupid thotty get the cocky now she acting wocky

Talking to the plug on the walkie talkie

Look you don’t want no problems with me

I’m with your bitch we at Neiman’s on a lit

Shopping spree

Coming in sharp like a barber with the blade

Coming with aggressive when I know you been afraid

I want all my money in advance im getting paid

Me my niggas hot I think we really need some shade

Flexing with a purpose my niggas on creatine

You don’t want no smoke you don’t wanna make a scene

You don’t want no issues nah not at all

My bitch is tweaking and she geeking off an adderall

I’m rolling off a pack and for me she gon throw it back

They know I’m all bout my stacks

I’m super turnt up to the max

I got it bad

Fuck it up

Yeah I’ma fuck it up

She taking trips I pack it up

Liquor in my cupI mix it up

I know whatchu want I know whatchu need

Gas me up just like some sprite

I stretch her out like limousine she should feen

I know she the one she cream of the crop

And her mouth is super dirty suck me up like lollipop

And I started from the bottom on my way up to the top

I ain’t never gonna stop until my fucking casket drops

I know whatchu want I know whatchu need

I know whatchu want I know whatchu need

I know whatchu want I know whatchu need

I know whatchu want I know whatchu need

New freaky bitch gave her a pill to pop

Pop a wheelie in that pussy I ain’t never stop

Running running running running to the bag

Foreign whip in the coupe stupid drunk I finna crash

The wrist plus the neck that’s about one fifty cash

All about my green like the hulk and now

I'm finna smash

Stupid thotty get the cocky now she acting wocky

Talking to the plug on the walkie talkie