INTERNET TALK ft. F1LTHY & Working On Dying Lyrics

Wake up filthy

I'm working on dying

How many racks today

Yeah I'm about to go get me a ton

I need to a raise or some

Cause I've been hitting everyone

Internet talk, you ain't doing no rocks

Not no schizo' but I'm hearing a lot

Huh,

Smoking a lot of dope I forgot

Lotta them bars I remember nun

Wanted the pain gone,

drugs would make me numb

Off of the shits, I don't wanna cuff,

I just want some fucking

Put disrespect on my name, mothafucka

I take off a muffin

That choppa it put it a hole through your head

He cooked up straight like a oven

Ain't no catching up,

Just slide to her crib n she pulling my dick n she tugging

Huh

And if you think that I'm capping up in my raps,

Ima tell you right now I ain't bluffing

Huh

One, two, three, let's go, let's slide

Four, five, that 911 on my side

We got six to seven, eight, I don't carry no nine

M4, got 7.62's, yeah, we finna slit

Got sent out to catch another body, yall know I finished him

My Truey jeans look tie-dye got blood up on them

Scammed that hoe, sold him some 0% Hemp

Scammed that hoe, sold him some 0% Hemp

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, I'm breaking your skull

No matter where I'm going, mothafucka

You knowin I got the pole

You best know that I'm not afraid to pull

Another trick, yeah, I gon pull it and blow

And no, I ain't down for no trivia questions, I got to go

Think, girl, maybe it's good to take it slow

Otherwise, I don't know if we'd make it as long

Eight years, so the first time I hit a bong

Fuck a science class, I don't wanna learn about no rays

But if I need to, I'ma turn this body concave

I don't got me no problem to turn a fuck boy side ways

Driving by the crib, windows down, he was leaking on the drive way

How many racks today

Yeah I'm about to go get me a ton

I need to a raise or some

Cause I've been hitting everyone

Internet talk, you ain't doing no rocks

Not no schizo' but I'm hearing a lot

Huh,

Smoking a lot of dope I forgot