Quinn, ericdoa, Chach - talk shit lyrics
[Quinn, ericdoa, Chach - talk shit lyrics]
GoonnCity and you can't get in bloodhounds
I like to talk shit
I think I'm 'bout to blow 'em
I might pop shit
Thirty racks, I'ma blow it on a watch, bitch
Ran it up, 'cause I had no other option
This ain't what they wanted
Bitch, I'm on my boss shit
Runnin' circles 'round you boys
I'm getting nauseous
Put the Benji's in your face
I'm so obnoxious
I put ten right on your ass
Now you know I'm off it
Bitch I'm getting toxic
II like to talk shit
My ex just called my phone
Told me I'm toxic if I see you in the
Crowd you gettin' drop kicked
Just like Tay-K
We was cruisin' with that mop-stick
All these haters on my dick
They fucking floggin'
In the crowd, we shoot
They won't see shit but bodies droppin'
Fuckin' with the 'blounds' then I
Swear you gettin' dropped, Bitch
I just hit that sticky
Now I swear I'm fuckin' coughing
Put that pussy up, and I put him in a coffin
I call up her phone, tell her it's over
I ain't been on shit
'cause I've been sober
It feels like the world is getting colder
Can't be tripping because all
My friends is older
I like to talk shit
I think I'm 'bout to blow 'em
I might pop shit
Thirty racks, I'ma blow it on a watch, bitch
Ran it up, 'cause I had no other option
This ain't what they wanted
Bitch, I'm on my boss shit
Runnin' circles 'round you boys
I'm getting nauseous
Put the Benji's in your face
I'm so obnoxious
I put ten right on your ass
Now you know I'm off it
Bitch I'm getting toxic
II like to talk shit
Uhm, hi! Mess with my gang, gon' die
My bitch, she super fine
I put my life on the line, hold up
Did I mention? Got Bloodhounds in my section
Aye, p4rkr gon' scratch you off
Next day we hide the weapon
Purple Glock, cute shit, World at War
Shoot shit hit the store, new fit
You pussies can't do this
Different color drugs, Rubix
Got your attitude, Rubix
Baby, losing grip on my mind, I might lose it
I like to talk shit
I think I'm 'bout to blow 'em
I might pop shit
Thirty racks, I'ma blow it on a watch, bitch
Ran it up, 'cause I had no other option
This ain't what they wanted
Bitch, I'm on my boss shit
Runnin' circles 'round you boys
I'm getting nauseous
Put the Benji's in your face
I'm so obnoxious
I put ten right on your ass
Now you know I'm off it
Bitch I'm getting toxic
II like to talk shit
I'm with my hounds
Get the racks and get up out
Got a lot on my mind
But I ain't gon' let it out
Why you speaking on my name? Hold up
Slow down tell me
Why'd he run his mouth? Gotta be so loud
I like to talk shit, listen
Why your hoe on distant?
Walk 'round with a bag, , so suspicious
Lil' pump, big fist, I think I'm a misfit
Designer, check the tag
Bitch you wish that you could get this
I like to talk shit
I think I'm 'bout to blow 'em
I might pop shit
Thirty racks, I'ma blow it on a watch, bitch
Ran it up, 'cause I had no other option
This ain't what they wanted
Bitch, I'm on my boss shit
Runnin' circles 'round you boys
I'm getting nauseous
Put the Benji's in your face
I'm so obnoxious
I put ten right on your ass
Now you know I'm off it
Bitch I'm getting toxic
II like to talk shit
I like to talk shit
I think I'm 'bout to blow 'em
I might pop shit
Thirty racks, I'ma blow it on a watch, bitch
Ran it up, 'cause I had no other option
This ain't what they wanted
Bitch, I'm on my boss shit
Runnin' circles 'round you boys
I'm getting nauseous
Put the Benji's in your face
I'm so obnoxious
I put ten right on your ass
Now you know I'm off it
Bitch I'm getting toxic
II like to talk shit
My ex just called my phone
Told me I'm toxic if I see you in the
Crowd you gettin' drop kicked
Just like Tay-K
We was cruisin' with that mop-stick
All these haters on my dick
They fucking floggin'
In the crowd, we shoot
They won't see shit but bodies droppin'
Fuckin' with the 'blounds' then I
Swear you gettin' dropped, Bitch
I just hit that sticky
Now I swear I'm fuckin' coughing
Put that pussy up, and I put him in a coffin
I call up her phone, tell her it's over
I ain't been on shit
'cause I've been sober
It feels like the world is getting colder
Can't be tripping because all
My friends is older
I like to talk shit
I think I'm 'bout to blow 'em
I might pop shit
Thirty racks, I'ma blow it on a watch, bitch
Ran it up, 'cause I had no other option
This ain't what they wanted
Bitch, I'm on my boss shit
Runnin' circles 'round you boys
I'm getting nauseous
Put the Benji's in your face
I'm so obnoxious
I put ten right on your ass
Now you know I'm off it
Bitch I'm getting toxic
II like to talk shit
Uhm, hi! Mess with my gang, gon' die
My bitch, she super fine
I put my life on the line, hold up
Did I mention? Got Bloodhounds in my section
Aye, p4rkr gon' scratch you off
Next day we hide the weapon
Purple Glock, cute shit, World at War
Shoot shit hit the store, new fit
You pussies can't do this
Different color drugs, Rubix
Got your attitude, Rubix
Baby, losing grip on my mind, I might lose it
I like to talk shit
I think I'm 'bout to blow 'em
I might pop shit
Thirty racks, I'ma blow it on a watch, bitch
Ran it up, 'cause I had no other option
This ain't what they wanted
Bitch, I'm on my boss shit
Runnin' circles 'round you boys
I'm getting nauseous
Put the Benji's in your face
I'm so obnoxious
I put ten right on your ass
Now you know I'm off it
Bitch I'm getting toxic
II like to talk shit
I'm with my hounds
Get the racks and get up out
Got a lot on my mind
But I ain't gon' let it out
Why you speaking on my name? Hold up
Slow down tell me
Why'd he run his mouth? Gotta be so loud
I like to talk shit, listen
Why your hoe on distant?
Walk 'round with a bag, , so suspicious
Lil' pump, big fist, I think I'm a misfit
Designer, check the tag
Bitch you wish that you could get this
I like to talk shit
I think I'm 'bout to blow 'em
I might pop shit
Thirty racks, I'ma blow it on a watch, bitch
Ran it up, 'cause I had no other option
This ain't what they wanted
Bitch, I'm on my boss shit
Runnin' circles 'round you boys
I'm getting nauseous
Put the Benji's in your face
I'm so obnoxious
I put ten right on your ass
Now you know I'm off it
Bitch I'm getting toxic
II like to talk shit