Drank Talk Lyrics

Hey

Woah woah woah

These niggas be pussy

Cant cook in my kitchen

I clean up my dirt

Like I clean up my dishes

Dont got time to spend time

Got em all in they feelings

Tryna get racks

So I got em all wishing

Cant get no mention

Dont need to attention

I move the dope on the birds

I got pigeons

Slide in your city

I can beat the missions

Not the real gang

Who the fuck is they kidding

Them bitches bad

So I bought all they titties

Ride with no mask

I said fuck all the witness

I just get in my bag

I get digits

All my drugs clean

Like they came from the dentist

I went pro

I been litt from beginning

Cut off they throat

I been litt

I been getting it

My bitch so bad

Eat it up

Gotta spit in it

Fuck her so good think

Im doing some fitness shit

Never going down the only way up

I double my racks like

I double my cup

Not going back

Im going up and its stuck

She know ima beat

When I grab on her butt

Designer my feet

Cause I run up the bucks

I know Im gone eat

Grab a seat

Come with us

Im knowing he sweet

Leave that boy in the dust

Dont want no feat

If your words I cant trust

Aint going to sleep off the drank

Gotta rush

Bitch must a thought she can talk

I said hush

Double cup in the ice

You know its crushed

Bitch wanna ride with the slime

Ima bust

I dont like to flex

The money on us

Running these racks like

Im driving a bus

I send a hit

Spin yo block just because

I do what I wanna

Dont ask me for what

Believing in karma

Im trusting my gut

I pop out

I leave em

I stay in the cut

Aint wanna mislead em

I dont give a fuck

I said what I said

My opps knowing wassup

I said what I did

I aint tryna look tough

Why you pussy

You come with another plan

I kill shit

I kill beats

It go hand in hand

Shit is not what it seem

Got em running man

Im too cool

Bitch im high like a ceiling fan

How that nigga go broke

Is he selling bands

Is you serious

How that nigga go broke

Is he selling bands

Why they act like they real

Cant support they fam

I pop it forreal

Pop it for the gram

I go global

I show the world who I am

He a cat Dr Suess

Tax em Sam I Am

Beat the pack out the roof

On my Uncle Sam

Dunkin Antetokounmpo

Im bout to slam swear