"M TALK" lyrics
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Let me holler at dog
Huh, huh, huh
Fuck I'ma pass it to them niggas for?
They ain't gon' shoot like I'm gon' shoot, I get them niggas— huh, huh
Fuck I'ma pass it to them niggas for?
They ain't gon' shoot like I shoot, I get niggas gone
This shit up there, it's stuck there, and it's on the floor
Huh, yeah, ah, huh, hmm-hmm, huh
Huh, this shit up there, stuck there, and it's on the floor
He think he can't get pressed, break his neck since he broke the code, listen
Think he can't get pressed, break his neck, now— haha
Hmm-hmm, think he can't get pressed, break his neck since he broke the code
Understand my mood, don't play the fool, better know my mode
They ain't gon' make it if I put a half a ticket on they people 'nem
I go out the way to run this shit up, can't compete with them
I only think about my niggas anyway 'cause I'm gon' eat with them
Get to disrespect them niggas anyway, we ain't gon' beef with them, listen
Huh been a minute since I was broke, but still'll get a nigga smoked
Hit his BM with this stroke, tinted foreign, got a cloak
He ain't gon' see me when I bend the corner, hit him in his fro
Huh, we don't need seven games, be done dropped a nigga in four
Huh, hold up, let me put my Timbs on, huh
Hit the East, if he deceased, we get his kin gone, huh (Nigga)
M got fifty shots on him, they think he big-boned
That's the AR stickin' out his Burberry tee with the clip on it, lil' nigga
Hmm, fuck you talkin' to?
Press a nigga, take his legs away, he ain't gon' walk up to you
Chopper with the leg in that bitch, I do walk-ups with it
Huh, they thought the kids was playin' hopscotch how we chalk up shit, listen
He be chokin' like he Paul George
Huh, I dog bitches, make 'em eat the dick on all fours
Fuck a respectable woman, socialize with all whores
Don't give two fucks 'bout y'all morals, just lick on my balls for me
Listen, hmm, freaky-ass bitch, huh (Freaky-ass bitch)
Welcome to my side, don't want no needy-ass bitch
Huh, me and Dolla get to speedin' down Gresham with them sticks
Act an ass, put down that Drac', might see me tweakin' off a fifth, listen
Reel that work in with a fish hook right now, hit the kitchen
Got the one-two for the whip, cook right now, listen
Huh, dumb as fuck, this how your bitch look right now
Thought I gave a fuck about her, I don't want shit but the top, listen
Huh, bring a dub off the road, put it right back in the pot
Might make one stop on the block, couple opps don't make it hot
Two days, back to my spot, can't quit 'til I got a lot
Whole things, used to have rocks, got the dope and the bity on lock
Stayed up like fifty or higher
Huh, get a hundred, 'nother hundred, 'nother hundred, this price so fire
Huh, inflation made it higher, huh
Young niggas lookin' richer, older than the— huh, huh
Young niggas lookin' like they richer than suppliers
Might employ a nigga, if I catch you stealin', then you fired
Put that heat to his clothes, lil' blood had walked up with the dryer
I can see through his soul, lil' nigga act just like a liar
Don't give a fuck how I'm feelin', I'm 'bout to trap until I'm tired
Strap your nuts on, huh
You on any type of soft shit, get the fuck on (Fuck on)
Huh, you ain't never had no dog shit, you's a custo, lil' nigga
And your mama was a busto, your grandma don't know what's wrong, a-damn
I know I been fucked up
Everybody 'round me same way, extra fucked up
My mama raised her only son off hate, I don't know what's love
Get to drummin' with that K, you don't cut the check, Skuba Steve Questlove, a-damn
Huh, huh, my first run had shitted on your best run
I put them niggas outta business off a test run
Huh, in the mall passin' testers out in PacSun
Huh, I'm the reason why you got a junkie stepson, huh
Dirty nigga, you be spendin' the night with bedbugs, huh
Four-five be done collapsed a nigga left lung, huh
Take a little ho to school, get her bell rung, huh
I might buy that bitch a bag if she don't tell nothin', huh
I'm too high, I just lie, I don't trick for shit, huh
Perfect aim, know my name, I can't miss a bitch, huh
Extra plays for the gang on my Christmas list, duh
Fuck I'ma pass it to them niggas for?
They ain't gon' shoot like I'm gon' shoot, I get them niggas— huh, huh
Fuck I'ma pass it to them niggas for?
They ain't gon' shoot like I shoot, I get niggas gone
This shit up there, it's stuck there, and it's on the floor
Huh, yeah, ah, huh, hmm-hmm, huh
Huh, this shit up there, stuck there, and it's on the floor
He think he can't get pressed, break his neck since he broke the code, listen
Let me holler at dog
Huh, huh, huh
Fuck I'ma pass it to them niggas for?
They ain't gon' shoot like I'm gon' shoot, I get them niggas— huh, huh
Fuck I'ma pass it to them niggas for?
They ain't gon' shoot like I shoot, I get niggas gone
This shit up there, it's stuck there, and it's on the floor
Huh, yeah, ah, huh, hmm-hmm, huh
Huh, this shit up there, stuck there, and it's on the floor
He think he can't get pressed, break his neck since he broke the code, listen
Think he can't get pressed, break his neck, now— haha
Hmm-hmm, think he can't get pressed, break his neck since he broke the code
Understand my mood, don't play the fool, better know my mode
They ain't gon' make it if I put a half a ticket on they people 'nem
I go out the way to run this shit up, can't compete with them
I only think about my niggas anyway 'cause I'm gon' eat with them
Get to disrespect them niggas anyway, we ain't gon' beef with them, listen
Huh been a minute since I was broke, but still'll get a nigga smoked
Hit his BM with this stroke, tinted foreign, got a cloak
He ain't gon' see me when I bend the corner, hit him in his fro
Huh, we don't need seven games, be done dropped a nigga in four
Huh, hold up, let me put my Timbs on, huh
Hit the East, if he deceased, we get his kin gone, huh (Nigga)
M got fifty shots on him, they think he big-boned
That's the AR stickin' out his Burberry tee with the clip on it, lil' nigga
Hmm, fuck you talkin' to?
Press a nigga, take his legs away, he ain't gon' walk up to you
Chopper with the leg in that bitch, I do walk-ups with it
Huh, they thought the kids was playin' hopscotch how we chalk up shit, listen
He be chokin' like he Paul George
Huh, I dog bitches, make 'em eat the dick on all fours
Fuck a respectable woman, socialize with all whores
Don't give two fucks 'bout y'all morals, just lick on my balls for me
Listen, hmm, freaky-ass bitch, huh (Freaky-ass bitch)
Welcome to my side, don't want no needy-ass bitch
Huh, me and Dolla get to speedin' down Gresham with them sticks
Act an ass, put down that Drac', might see me tweakin' off a fifth, listen
Reel that work in with a fish hook right now, hit the kitchen
Got the one-two for the whip, cook right now, listen
Huh, dumb as fuck, this how your bitch look right now
Thought I gave a fuck about her, I don't want shit but the top, listen
Huh, bring a dub off the road, put it right back in the pot
Might make one stop on the block, couple opps don't make it hot
Two days, back to my spot, can't quit 'til I got a lot
Whole things, used to have rocks, got the dope and the bity on lock
Stayed up like fifty or higher
Huh, get a hundred, 'nother hundred, 'nother hundred, this price so fire
Huh, inflation made it higher, huh
Young niggas lookin' richer, older than the— huh, huh
Young niggas lookin' like they richer than suppliers
Might employ a nigga, if I catch you stealin', then you fired
Put that heat to his clothes, lil' blood had walked up with the dryer
I can see through his soul, lil' nigga act just like a liar
Don't give a fuck how I'm feelin', I'm 'bout to trap until I'm tired
Strap your nuts on, huh
You on any type of soft shit, get the fuck on (Fuck on)
Huh, you ain't never had no dog shit, you's a custo, lil' nigga
And your mama was a busto, your grandma don't know what's wrong, a-damn
I know I been fucked up
Everybody 'round me same way, extra fucked up
My mama raised her only son off hate, I don't know what's love
Get to drummin' with that K, you don't cut the check, Skuba Steve Questlove, a-damn
Huh, huh, my first run had shitted on your best run
I put them niggas outta business off a test run
Huh, in the mall passin' testers out in PacSun
Huh, I'm the reason why you got a junkie stepson, huh
Dirty nigga, you be spendin' the night with bedbugs, huh
Four-five be done collapsed a nigga left lung, huh
Take a little ho to school, get her bell rung, huh
I might buy that bitch a bag if she don't tell nothin', huh
I'm too high, I just lie, I don't trick for shit, huh
Perfect aim, know my name, I can't miss a bitch, huh
Extra plays for the gang on my Christmas list, duh
Fuck I'ma pass it to them niggas for?
They ain't gon' shoot like I'm gon' shoot, I get them niggas— huh, huh
Fuck I'ma pass it to them niggas for?
They ain't gon' shoot like I shoot, I get niggas gone
This shit up there, it's stuck there, and it's on the floor
Huh, yeah, ah, huh, hmm-hmm, huh
Huh, this shit up there, stuck there, and it's on the floor
He think he can't get pressed, break his neck since he broke the code, listen
