"Talking Shit Pt. 1" lyrics
Haha
On bro
These niggas know how we fuckin' rockin' nigga ain't gon' play me like no bitch
All that dissin' niggas sending shots for real, [?] none of that
Nigga already know how J Dot rockin'
Whole lotta gang shit I'm on all that dumb shit
30 shots off in this bitch and you gon' catch the whole thing
You round here dissin' like some bitches bitch don't speak on my name
Imma let shots off out the cannon you get hit with this flame
These hollows hungry since you want it they gon' knock out yo brain
Want me dead? Shit let's go'n and play it, paint the city red
[?] on his head, fuck yo homie dead, watch out get it sprayin'
Don't need no meds, I be drillin' sober psyched out in the head
He steady sayin' that he want some smoke so cancer start to spread
Murder 1 you know it's red rum, choppa got a drum
Fuck where you from, we got hella guns, bullets look like thumbs
On my son, when I catch you, Imma slap you with my gun
Better not run, Imma hawk you down I put that on my mom
Ain't no callin' off the smoke, once it's up bitch it's stuck
Wanna play gangster imma bang ya since you wanna be tough
Sendin' these threats behind these people bitch you doin' too much
And everybody [?] well bitch you finna get touched, say look
This gun right here it got straight hollows
I live for today 'cause I ain't scared to die tomorrow
Imma up this bitch and bust, bitch you finna catch a [?]
Bullets like instagram, all these bitches do is follow, ay look
I'm on the corner with this Draco I got plenty shots
You parked down the street, I'm out on foot Imma just wet the block
Shoot from long range like I'm Curry with this fucking Glock
Push up on 'em, dome 'em, now it's quiet them pistols talk
Convicted fellon totin' the weapons and all my niggas steppin'
Mac 11 send 'em to heaven you wan' die 9/11
Get the message: I catch you slippin just know shit gon' get hectic
Dumb and reckless hit his spaghetti we cracked his fuckin' melon, on bro
Nigga ain't gon' play me like no bitch
I ain't never been no bitch so don't try me like I'm one, fuck nigga
Nigga know how we comin (Fuck a nigga talkin' 'bout)
Nigga know how we walkin' like [?] stockings
Ain't no cushion mufuckas just big bank rolls and dirty Dracos
Shootas on point nigga move when I say so
Lil Jock in the cut he gon' fuck around and get a halo
I'on need no- I'on need no mufuckin hitta nigga fuck a nigga
Fuck a nigga momma, fuck a nigga dead homie
Nigga already know how I'm comin' man
Lil J Dot
I ain't hidin', we could slime, shit get taxed
Put a fuck nigga on the news for Jax (That's on my momma)
And that's on bro
All that dissin' niggas doin'- Niggas be actin' like hoes man
Nigga don't see none of that shit just shootin' strapped up like the navy
We got choppas we ain't fuckin with 380's nigga
Fuck a nigga
On gang, bitch
On bro
These niggas know how we fuckin' rockin' nigga ain't gon' play me like no bitch
All that dissin' niggas sending shots for real, [?] none of that
Nigga already know how J Dot rockin'
Whole lotta gang shit I'm on all that dumb shit
30 shots off in this bitch and you gon' catch the whole thing
You round here dissin' like some bitches bitch don't speak on my name
Imma let shots off out the cannon you get hit with this flame
These hollows hungry since you want it they gon' knock out yo brain
Want me dead? Shit let's go'n and play it, paint the city red
[?] on his head, fuck yo homie dead, watch out get it sprayin'
Don't need no meds, I be drillin' sober psyched out in the head
He steady sayin' that he want some smoke so cancer start to spread
Murder 1 you know it's red rum, choppa got a drum
Fuck where you from, we got hella guns, bullets look like thumbs
On my son, when I catch you, Imma slap you with my gun
Better not run, Imma hawk you down I put that on my mom
Ain't no callin' off the smoke, once it's up bitch it's stuck
Wanna play gangster imma bang ya since you wanna be tough
Sendin' these threats behind these people bitch you doin' too much
And everybody [?] well bitch you finna get touched, say look
This gun right here it got straight hollows
I live for today 'cause I ain't scared to die tomorrow
Imma up this bitch and bust, bitch you finna catch a [?]
Bullets like instagram, all these bitches do is follow, ay look
I'm on the corner with this Draco I got plenty shots
You parked down the street, I'm out on foot Imma just wet the block
Shoot from long range like I'm Curry with this fucking Glock
Push up on 'em, dome 'em, now it's quiet them pistols talk
Convicted fellon totin' the weapons and all my niggas steppin'
Mac 11 send 'em to heaven you wan' die 9/11
Get the message: I catch you slippin just know shit gon' get hectic
Dumb and reckless hit his spaghetti we cracked his fuckin' melon, on bro
Nigga ain't gon' play me like no bitch
I ain't never been no bitch so don't try me like I'm one, fuck nigga
Nigga know how we comin (Fuck a nigga talkin' 'bout)
Nigga know how we walkin' like [?] stockings
Ain't no cushion mufuckas just big bank rolls and dirty Dracos
Shootas on point nigga move when I say so
Lil Jock in the cut he gon' fuck around and get a halo
I'on need no- I'on need no mufuckin hitta nigga fuck a nigga
Fuck a nigga momma, fuck a nigga dead homie
Nigga already know how I'm comin' man
Lil J Dot
I ain't hidin', we could slime, shit get taxed
Put a fuck nigga on the news for Jax (That's on my momma)
And that's on bro
All that dissin' niggas doin'- Niggas be actin' like hoes man
Nigga don't see none of that shit just shootin' strapped up like the navy
We got choppas we ain't fuckin with 380's nigga
Fuck a nigga
On gang, bitch
