Shit Talking Lyrics

My old bitch was black, my new bitch biracial Fuck around and wreck the scat, I'm only in

My America Little bitch, get off your back, this is not

No facial I lied about your cat, I don't wanna taste

You Fresh as hell, they stylists cappin' me

I'm countin' up this bread, bitch, give me some privacy

I've been seeing red, they brought the demon out of me

I'm shittin' on they heads, don't need nobody pridin' me

Nigga, the motherfuck you from, you better throw your side in

I almost flashed out in the party, cause I heard a 5-L

Nigga, fuck one of mine, put that on Gordie down hill

And if I woulda had that iron, it wouldn't be no more rhymes from him

Been on my mind for days, and no, it ain't no comin' down

Got killers in this bitch right now, all I gotta do is look and them bitches gon' sound

Bitch, don't run, get down, you know what I bang, this bitch show time

Call the Conners, fuck the EMS, we watch them hit the ground

My old bitch was black, my new bitch biracial

Fuck around and wreck the scale, I'm on them, I'll make em

Lit bitch, get off your back, this is not no facial

I lied about your cat, I don't want attention

Fresh as hell, they stylists cappin' me

I'm countin' up this bread, bitch, give me some privacy

I've been seeing red, they brought the demon out of me

I'm shittin' on they heads, don't need nobody pridin' me

Nigga, he gossipin' like hoes, false rep in the line

These niggas poked, but want a nigga to glorify him like they got

You think you puttin' fear in me? Ain't tippin' shit, bitch, feel this fire

I'm in that B with 30 guys, watch how I let this 30 ride

Fucked up that hunnid ball and made it back the same day

Could show these niggas how I did it, still couldn't do it the same way

She don't fuck with broke boys, so she come that gang way

Pulled out her hair while we was fuckin', now I'm payin' for her lace

Did that hoe head, threw it back

I can't even lie, she made that ass clout

Before we hit the room, I already turned up her out

She know I fucked her friend, but it's okay, we like to shout

My old bitch was black, my new bitch biracial

Fuck around and wreck the scat, I'm only in my America

Lil' bitch, get off your back, this is not no facial

I lied about your cat, I don't wanna taste ya

Fresh as hell, they stylists coppin' me

I'm countin' up this bread, bitch, give me some privacy

I've been seeing red, they brought the demon out of me

I'm shittin' on they heads, don't need nobody proud of me