Shit Talker Flow Lyrics

Aye it cost to live like this you hear me

All these hoes on my back i'm wearing Vlone

Hit a bitch playing Uno that's my theme song

Fuck your life nigga bing bong

I know she got good head she suck it to the weed gone

They be sleeping on me like a wok head

Count me out yeah ok i hope y'all drop dead

I had to tell my youngan chill he a hot head

You the shit yeah that's something that his thot said

Back to this shit i be spazzing

When it comes to the hoes you can have them

Bitch i'm on fire like some matches

I'm dripping to hard past the napkins

I spy a bad bitch let me grab her

I spy a big bag let me grab it

Expensive habits

I'm too fly all the hoes want to attack me

I'll shut the show down if the fee right

Heard her head good i'm trying to see what that be like

Hit her spot then she turn into a cream pie

When you that nigga all these goes be a green light

Get the fresh taper she like damn Jaay i want you

People be hating yeah come get your own view

I don't know what they told you

But ima keep doing me like i'm suppose to

I'm feeling good i might do the Amiri's

I feel like Wayne i'm trying to Bop for a Milli

Niggas hating in a circle y'all not dizzy

She wanna come back to Cali like she biggie

Her nails done so when she suck it she gone grip it

I ain't done what they thought i was finish

I'm cold hearted i don't even got no feelings

Been took L's now a nigga need a million

He a party rapper i just pick good beats

Pick his bitch up then pick up some good eats

I don't fuck wit niggas yeah they the police

I don't know you but you know me

We got hoes in the lobby Mr Moseby

He ain't got no drip I'm finna coach him

I still fade away on hoes like I'm Kobe

Bitch i'm off the drink i'm moving slowly

How the fuck y'all forget about the Ase Child

This how it look when you stay down

Niggas hating on my shot get a rebound

I just blam a bitch up bio

New year niggas still smoking White Owls

Don't she wanna fuck i tell her try out

I can slut yo lil life out

My casa su casa you can come to my house

A where yo clothes at a where the hoes at

Like a fat nigga i'm always where the rolls at

Hit her on Thursday like a throw back

Aye it cost to live like this you year me