"Small Talk" lyrics
(feat. ALLBLACK)
[Drakeo The Ruler:]
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big racks, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Shit, nigga, ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big body double R, hoggin' up the whole spot
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Nigga, ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big dogs, somethin' they'll never ever say 'bout you
If I stand on my chop I'm like 7'2
Big body Rolls' they'll never ever say that's you
All you got is one kill, and you'll never ever pay that goon
I know I got the Dawn, but I should go and get the Maybach too
This a five seven, finna go and paint his face back blue
I'll make you sit at home and hate yourself
Then put my ten chains on, nigga make you hate hate my wealth
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk nigga
He thirty four, I'ma let the Charles bark at him
I had to give him more shells
He couldn't outrun the chop, nigga oh well
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big racks, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Shit, nigga, ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big body double R, hoggin' up the whole spot
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Nigga, ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
[ALLBLACK:]
Pressure in the grabba, hollows in this hammer
Thousands in my Ksubi's, reachin' out-
Choppa solve problems, empty out banana
First class united, next stop is Atlanta
Ran her, jammed her, tackled her, stiffed her
Kickin' bitches out after I nut, then I get sick of her
Niggas think they tougher then the rock, when they off liquor
Slapped him with this Glock, then I shot him with the kimber
Born sinner, Gucci bandit, I be cleatin' they can't stand it
Nigga yo' clothes second handed, yo' jewelry is not dancin'
And save some money up, and get yo' head bald
Quit askin' niggas for my number, I wanna hit bitch, not talk
We can hit about it
[Drakeo The Ruler:]
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big racks, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Shit, nigga, ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big body double R, hoggin' up the whole spot
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Nigga, ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big racks, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Shit, nigga, ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big body double R, hoggin' up the whole spot
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Nigga, ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big dogs, somethin' they'll never ever say 'bout you
If I stand on my chop I'm like 7'2
Big body Rolls' they'll never ever say that's you
All you got is one kill, and you'll never ever pay that goon
I know I got the Dawn, but I should go and get the Maybach too
This a five seven, finna go and paint his face back blue
I'll make you sit at home and hate yourself
Then put my ten chains on, nigga make you hate hate my wealth
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk nigga
He thirty four, I'ma let the Charles bark at him
I had to give him more shells
He couldn't outrun the chop, nigga oh well
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big racks, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Shit, nigga, ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big body double R, hoggin' up the whole spot
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Nigga, ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
[ALLBLACK:]
Pressure in the grabba, hollows in this hammer
Thousands in my Ksubi's, reachin' out-
Choppa solve problems, empty out banana
First class united, next stop is Atlanta
Ran her, jammed her, tackled her, stiffed her
Kickin' bitches out after I nut, then I get sick of her
Niggas think they tougher then the rock, when they off liquor
Slapped him with this Glock, then I shot him with the kimber
Born sinner, Gucci bandit, I be cleatin' they can't stand it
Nigga yo' clothes second handed, yo' jewelry is not dancin'
And save some money up, and get yo' head bald
Quit askin' niggas for my number, I wanna hit bitch, not talk
We can hit about it
[Drakeo The Ruler:]
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big MAC's, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big racks, big straps, big bags
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Shit, nigga, ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Big body double R, hoggin' up the whole spot
Ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Nigga, ain't nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk
Writer(s): Darrell Caldwell, Andres Hunter, Dandre Sams
