"Sayless" lyrics

Talkin' all that shit, bitch
Boy, say less
Really in the field, I ain't gotta wear a vest
And I give her good dick, she can feel it in her chest
She can feel it in her chest
She can feel it in her chest
Talkin' all that shit, bitch
Boy, say less
Really in the streets, I ain't gotta wear a vest
And I give her good dick, she can feel it in her chest
She can feel it in her chest
She can feel it in her chest

Girl, why you fuckin' with that nigga?
He a mark
I'm the type to pull up, spark it up when it's dark
Give her good dick, she can feel it by her heart
Now she talkin' 'bout she love me
I don't even got a heart
What?
Bitch, I thought I told you
You say you miss the old me but I don't even know you
Keep it playin', pimpin', bitch
Just how I'm 'posed to
If I see you in public, hell nah, I won't approach you
Never
Bitch, why would I do that?
Every bop that I brought to the crib done blew back
Million dollar dick, all these bitches tryna sue that
And he talkin' real tough
Lil nigga, where your suit at?

Got a hundred plus niggas that want me dead
But I'm still in these streets, still gettin' bread
I be really sad, trippin', and that's on my set
And that boy was a pussy so I left him wet
I be sinnin' but got God with me, tatted it on my neck
Watch your bitch, bitch
She still give me neck-neck
Pack it up, box it up like I'm FedEx
Make your bitch turn around like a dead end
And I give her good work 'til she clock out
Everybody in the streets know that Bravo really hot now
Shirt off
Bitch, but I still got my Glock out
Shirt off
Bitch, but I still got my Glock out
Ay

Talkin' all that shit, bitch
Boy, say less
Really in the field, I ain't gotta wear a vest
And I give her good dick, she can feel it in her chest
She can feel it in her chest
She can feel it in her chest
Talkin' all that shit, bitch
Boy, say less
Really in the streets, I ain't gotta wear a vest
And I give her good dick, she can feel it in her chest
She can feel it in her chest
She can feel it in her chest

Bitch
I ain't bullshitting