"Talk" lyrics

Go
Racks fallin' out them jeans, like oh my God
And I know they fuck with me, they want my spot
It's either you talked about, or you're the one who talks
I keep this Glock on me in case the wanna talk

What you want
Ok let's walk
I just spend a check like oh my God
What you want
Ok let's walk
I just spend a check like oh my God

Yea
Right wrist getting heavy
You said you love me, but you wasn't ready
Might fuck around and just celly
Fruitopia in my belly

Gotta lil check on me like wow
I was inside, you goin' out

I was really down bad, now my car push to start
Ain't nobody showing love, so I bought chrome hearts
I can't associate with you, I need ice up on my tooth
Ain't get shit all from me, now these bitches think I'm rude

Said "Gunnr ain't shit" but I made a way out
I ain't goin' out bad, look at the bank account
These racks on me I need to count
Can't believe I really made it out

Go
Racks fallin' out them jeans, like oh my God
And I know they fuck with me, they want my spot
It's either you talked about, or you're the one who talks
I keep this Glock on me in case the wanna talk

What you want
Ok let's walk
I just spend a check like oh my God
What you want
Ok let's walk
I just spend a check like oh my God