Talk Dat Shit ft. Big Bank Booka Lyrics

Okay, okay, pussy ass niggas

Yeah

It's over for the suckas

How I'm on they head (Gone)

This shit sick in these streets (Ouu)

How you got pop but you had heat? (What)

Little nigga I been thugging since 15 (Young nigga)

Fuck what he said got real street cred

Nah I ain't no fucking special Ed (Dumb nigga)

But this drack put em' in a shit bag (Ouu Ouu)

Sit him on the floor

Told bro it's time to hit the show

We need some more dough

Ayy gotta hit the road

Stack the fuckin' dough

I'm finna take trips nigga, what

All around the world, yeah

Tryna find a bad bitch, ooh

Beat those dunes down real quick

Bro said we back to this cash shit

Tryna get in this Mercedes Benz

Ooh this Glock got a switch bitch

Oh I mean it got a

Oh I mean it got switch bitch

Chicken

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Pump me up, pump me up, pump me up

Yeah, yeah

Give a fuck about a hoe ass gold digging sleazer

Talk this way to the thot cause I know I don't need em'

Big ass paws

Pitbull dog

Wild without a leash

Get bit, ha ha ha ha

Yeah

PAID LEE, nigga

Dreams, dough, stomach gettin' bigger

Big gat

Woah, get smacked

Nigga talkin' shit but never sendin' where he at

Years in this shit and we still vibin'

Your music suck lil' nigga know that bitch lyin'

M in my body, but somehow I'm soul less

Talk a slick one on a bitch don't know how to control it

Yeah

She say he a dog like his friends

Fuck that bitch, fuck you hoes and that's to the end

My niggas vibin', yeah we just wanna win

Fuck you hoes, fuck you niggas, fuck you snitches and that's to the end

Nigga born to sin

Nigga born to win

Fuck you niggas, man

Got me all outta my element and shit

I don't even be talkin' like this, bitch ass nigga