"Talkin 2 Myself" lyrics
(Let off a whole sixty or somethin', I feel like I'm Kobi)
Ayy, I'm really havin' more money, more money than all my opps
Slatt, let's go
I was fifteen with a blicky (Fifteen)
You was somewhere with the bitch, somewhere with the ho
I was sixteen, auntie had died and I lost it
Me, Shiesty, and 30 three deep up in traffic, let's go (Me, Lil 30, and Shiesty)
He ain't usin' his head for this bread, I'ma off him
J-Rich would've died that day if he played with my chopper, no bap (Brr)
I see all the fans been askin' this cap-ass shit, what the fuck y'all talkin' about? (Slatt, slatt)
Know I don't fuck with no niggas or bitches, Lil Double a slime or a snake, they gon' see what I'm 'bout (Uh, uh)
Every day, got a ski on, and fuck the police, gotta speed on 'em, beat up and change up the route
Got an Instagram model, she wanna come eat on it, lick on it, beat it, and put it in her mouth
Say her boyfriend an NBA basketball player, but I'm not a player, lil' baby, I'm servin' (Bitch, 'cause I got money)
Lil Double gon' get the hoes in and get out (Get outta there)
If you want it, pull up, gotta cop it right now (Gotta get it)
I don't sell nothing that's lower than a pound (Nope, nope)
If you want a half of a 'bow right now (Get the fuck out the trap)
Got an exotic bitch, gangster from Russia (Russia)
She got an ass so fat, wanna touch it
G6 with the Perc', the pussy in trouble (Let's go)
Hit from the back, I make the ho stutter (Back, back)
This shit for the opps, they know they in trouble (Big Walk Down)
They know they don't want this shit with Lil Double, no cap (Double 0, Double 0)
Nigga want smoke, then I pull up and walk shit down
Gotta faceshot gang him, he off the map
We young and turnt, I ain't turned twenty (Twenty)
But I'm still winnin', diamonds in my mouth (They blingin')
Got a bustdown Rollie, this bitch came from Wafi
A 41, play at the prison, I shut shit down
Say you knew I had motion, but you actin' like you ain't notice it
Boy, you a motherfuckin' clown
Forever I'm totin' it, blowin' it
Nigga think Double 0 loafin', I up it, they get on the ground
Can't be with them boys 'cause them niggas broke
They just like some roaches stuck on the town
Carry heat like them canines, sellin' the fake kind (Fakies)
Catch him and walk down, hit him with iron, let's go
Got my Glock and my chopper, some days, I got both (Double 0, Double 0)
I can't play with no nigga, I ain't wastin' my time (Walk)
Can't trust with no nigga or bitch 'cause these niggas'll slip on you, flip on you, turn to the side
Uh, nigga, fuck all that, you get up in my whip, where your glizzy at? Let's go, uh, where your blick at?
You know how shit get hit, them bullets flyin' and niggas' mama cryin'
Fuck the gang unit and them bitches behind 'em, forever Lil Double a rebel (Fuck 'em)
This shit don't stop, they really pop barriers
We really kill 'em and with 'em and then a fuck nigga wherever, they dyin'
Yup, yup, Big Walk Down (Let's go)
Two hundred shots in this car, see a green heart, it get— (On whoever, they get walked down), nigga
Walk it down
Walk, walk, walk it down
Walk, walk, walk it down
Walk, Big Walk Down, walk
Mm, this just the way this shit go, man
Everybody say they wanna catch smoke 'til they get smoked
We turn niggas into packs (4K, slatt)
Ayy, I'm really havin' more money, more money than all my opps
Slatt, let's go
I was fifteen with a blicky (Fifteen)
You was somewhere with the bitch, somewhere with the ho
I was sixteen, auntie had died and I lost it
Me, Shiesty, and 30 three deep up in traffic, let's go (Me, Lil 30, and Shiesty)
He ain't usin' his head for this bread, I'ma off him
J-Rich would've died that day if he played with my chopper, no bap (Brr)
I see all the fans been askin' this cap-ass shit, what the fuck y'all talkin' about? (Slatt, slatt)
Know I don't fuck with no niggas or bitches, Lil Double a slime or a snake, they gon' see what I'm 'bout (Uh, uh)
Every day, got a ski on, and fuck the police, gotta speed on 'em, beat up and change up the route
Got an Instagram model, she wanna come eat on it, lick on it, beat it, and put it in her mouth
Say her boyfriend an NBA basketball player, but I'm not a player, lil' baby, I'm servin' (Bitch, 'cause I got money)
Lil Double gon' get the hoes in and get out (Get outta there)
If you want it, pull up, gotta cop it right now (Gotta get it)
I don't sell nothing that's lower than a pound (Nope, nope)
If you want a half of a 'bow right now (Get the fuck out the trap)
Got an exotic bitch, gangster from Russia (Russia)
She got an ass so fat, wanna touch it
G6 with the Perc', the pussy in trouble (Let's go)
Hit from the back, I make the ho stutter (Back, back)
This shit for the opps, they know they in trouble (Big Walk Down)
They know they don't want this shit with Lil Double, no cap (Double 0, Double 0)
Nigga want smoke, then I pull up and walk shit down
Gotta faceshot gang him, he off the map
We young and turnt, I ain't turned twenty (Twenty)
But I'm still winnin', diamonds in my mouth (They blingin')
Got a bustdown Rollie, this bitch came from Wafi
A 41, play at the prison, I shut shit down
Say you knew I had motion, but you actin' like you ain't notice it
Boy, you a motherfuckin' clown
Forever I'm totin' it, blowin' it
Nigga think Double 0 loafin', I up it, they get on the ground
Can't be with them boys 'cause them niggas broke
They just like some roaches stuck on the town
Carry heat like them canines, sellin' the fake kind (Fakies)
Catch him and walk down, hit him with iron, let's go
Got my Glock and my chopper, some days, I got both (Double 0, Double 0)
I can't play with no nigga, I ain't wastin' my time (Walk)
Can't trust with no nigga or bitch 'cause these niggas'll slip on you, flip on you, turn to the side
Uh, nigga, fuck all that, you get up in my whip, where your glizzy at? Let's go, uh, where your blick at?
You know how shit get hit, them bullets flyin' and niggas' mama cryin'
Fuck the gang unit and them bitches behind 'em, forever Lil Double a rebel (Fuck 'em)
This shit don't stop, they really pop barriers
We really kill 'em and with 'em and then a fuck nigga wherever, they dyin'
Yup, yup, Big Walk Down (Let's go)
Two hundred shots in this car, see a green heart, it get— (On whoever, they get walked down), nigga
Walk it down
Walk, walk, walk it down
Walk, walk, walk it down
Walk, Big Walk Down, walk
Mm, this just the way this shit go, man
Everybody say they wanna catch smoke 'til they get smoked
We turn niggas into packs (4K, slatt)
