Fredo - Talk Of The Town lyrics

Talk of the town I'm the talk of the town
Huh
Walking around, I can't be walking around
What the fuck are they talking about?
Ay, ay, bro for real they
Talking 'bout this and that
But have you ever wondered like

What the fuck are they talking about?
Mans way too lit to be walking around
Talk of the country, not talk of the town
Get the drop on a opp, stalking 'em down
If I cop more water, I'll drown
Plain Rollie, bussin' it down
Plain AP, bussin' it down
Women blush when we coming around
It gets lit when we come in the party
Call me Ken cause I come with thе Barbies
Said I would then I floodеd the Carti
Can't find you then we bun up your darggie
So tell me what dem man are talking about
I was the one with the raw in a drought
More time niggas just talkin' for clout
Blacks got a five for a 4 in his pouch

Been Persian been Lurkin'
Been peekin', fiends curtains
Yo check out the whips, they been German
And I'm quicker in her
Box than Raheem Sterling
Since I fucked she ain't left me alone
Running me down, texting my phone
Them guns bringing feds
It's a mess on the roads
So I keep a Rambo like Sylvester Stallone
I'm smoking an opp, stressing for bro
Don't make it better, methods of coke
How many got dipped in the face?
We roll up, jump out and christen the place
My mum used to phone up dem feds every
Week tell them how I'm missing again
But mummy
I never was missing I was with all
My niggas in kitchens with 'caine
This is a banger I did it again
Put BDK on a glittery chain
Think it cost more than a nigga that paid
It's always a dumb bitch
That's giving me brain
Why cling ain't hitting the same
I need a purple one, sticky like tape
Drop it in and we forking it out
I've been trapping from young
What you talking about?

What the fuck are they talking about?
Mans way too lit to be walking around
Talk of the country, not talk of the town
Get the drop on a opp, stalking 'em down
If I cop more water, I'll drown
Plain Rollie, bussin' it down
Plain AP, bussin' it down
Women blush when we coming around
It gets lit when we come in the party
Call me Ken cause I come with the Barbies
Said I would then I flooded the Carti
Can't find you then we bun up your darggie
So tell me what dem man are talking about
I was the one with the raw in a drought
More time niggas just talkin' for clout
Blacks got a five for a 4 in his pouch

What you tellin' me?
This money turned love into jealousy
Friends into enemies
I gotta make sure they remember me
Two birds let it go on the telephone
Yeah we bored them, then bored them again
When I get bored, I go board me a plane
City to city, they callin' my name
Still got them nittys still
Callin' for 'caine
My girls know I'm coming for boredom
Them man fell in love when they saw them
Red was the colour that come out his organs
And all of my chain got
More colour than Jordans
Bullets hit him and he blatantly died
He may of survived
The ambulance just didn't make it in time
Give me sixty-three grams and
I'll make it tonight
All them clothes that you buy
Tryna claim that you're fly
But you ain't got no guns
So you're naked my guy
Told her "For me, London's
Bait in the night
If you wanna date let's stay in Dubai"
No I can't cook to be saving my life
But I'll whip on an apron and bake me a pie
Sixty-thousand what they pay in Dubai
I'll hold a Forty, the rest pay for the guys

What the fuck are they talking about?
Mans way too lit to be walking around
Talk of the country, not talk of the town
Get the drop on a opp, stalking 'em down
If I cop more water, I'll drown
Plain Rollie, bussin' it down
Plain AP, bussin' it down
Women blush when we coming around
It gets lit when we come in the party
Call me Ken cause I come with the Barbies
Said I would then I flooded the Carti
Can't find you then we bun up your darggie
So tell me what dem man are talking about
I was the one with the raw in a drought
More time niggas just talkin' for clout
Blacks got a five for a 4 in his pouch