Mike Dimes - TALK2ME lyrics
[Mike Dimes - TALK2ME lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Damn, Ryder) yeah, uh, yeah
Uh, uh
I ran it up off the muscle (Muscle)
I ran it up off the top, uh (Top)
I double G on the buckle (Buckle)
Deezy been uppin' his opps, uh (Opps)
I only come for the duffle (Duffle)
She only come for the car, uh (Car)
I'm never talkin' too humble (Nah)
Really, I don't like to talk (yeah)
She only talk to me 'cause money
In the bank's up properly (yeah)
She only talk to me 'cause all
These niggas keep on jockin' me
(Jockin' me) i got a bag with Gs and we
Ain't even have to serve a G
I got it all on me and now
She tryna take it all off me
And I said, "Wait" I said, "Hol' up"
I'm too straight, I can't fold up
Gimme face, not no makeup
If you lame, you can't roll up
You two-faced, don't like cobras
In my lane, my composure
He got shanks, I got soldiers
If you play, you get pop-pop-pop-pop
Poppin' my feed
It's gon' have the racks like Serena
I bless my bitches with nothin' besides
Some dick and a T-shirt
How you gon' ball in the bleachers?
Come hang with niggas who cleaned up
Come drink with niggas who teed up
We ball like K, kick my feet up
Bitch, it's too late for the act
I make racks after racks
You gon' see the ones who left
Me gonna try and stumble back
Never live a life to go and
Fuck with people who laid back
I'm not complacent and she
Notice that's there somethin'
I'ma ask her why she
She only talk to me 'cause money
In the bank's up properly (yeah)
She only talk to me 'cause all
These niggas keep on jockin' me
(Jockin' me) i got a bag with Gs and we
Ain't even have to serve a G
I got it all on me and now
She tryna take it all off me
I got a bag and now she actin' different
Pockets overweight, I'm limpin'
I know if I never got it
She would prolly end up dippin' (Huh?)
Deezy up the budget
I see everybody started sippin'
She don't even know my name (yeah)
All she see is, "Blang, blang, blaow"
Oh, they like me now
Heard they wanna fight me now (yeah)
I'm the bell inside my town (yeah)
The golden boy, gon' need a crown (yeah)
I came with a different sound
He came tryna jack my style
I could rap on everything
She said, "I'll rap, buy everything"
She only talk to me 'cause money
In the bank's up properly
She only talk to me 'cause all
These niggas keep on jockin' me
I got a bag with Gs and we
Ain't even have to serve a G
I got it all on me and now
She tryna take it all off me (Gang)
Yeah, yeah (Damn, Ryder) yeah, uh, yeah
Uh, uh
I ran it up off the muscle (Muscle)
I ran it up off the top, uh (Top)
I double G on the buckle (Buckle)
Deezy been uppin' his opps, uh (Opps)
I only come for the duffle (Duffle)
She only come for the car, uh (Car)
I'm never talkin' too humble (Nah)
Really, I don't like to talk (yeah)
She only talk to me 'cause money
In the bank's up properly (yeah)
She only talk to me 'cause all
These niggas keep on jockin' me
(Jockin' me) i got a bag with Gs and we
Ain't even have to serve a G
I got it all on me and now
She tryna take it all off me
And I said, "Wait" I said, "Hol' up"
I'm too straight, I can't fold up
Gimme face, not no makeup
If you lame, you can't roll up
You two-faced, don't like cobras
In my lane, my composure
He got shanks, I got soldiers
If you play, you get pop-pop-pop-pop
Poppin' my feed
It's gon' have the racks like Serena
I bless my bitches with nothin' besides
Some dick and a T-shirt
How you gon' ball in the bleachers?
Come hang with niggas who cleaned up
Come drink with niggas who teed up
We ball like K, kick my feet up
Bitch, it's too late for the act
I make racks after racks
You gon' see the ones who left
Me gonna try and stumble back
Never live a life to go and
Fuck with people who laid back
I'm not complacent and she
Notice that's there somethin'
I'ma ask her why she
She only talk to me 'cause money
In the bank's up properly (yeah)
She only talk to me 'cause all
These niggas keep on jockin' me
(Jockin' me) i got a bag with Gs and we
Ain't even have to serve a G
I got it all on me and now
She tryna take it all off me
I got a bag and now she actin' different
Pockets overweight, I'm limpin'
I know if I never got it
She would prolly end up dippin' (Huh?)
Deezy up the budget
I see everybody started sippin'
She don't even know my name (yeah)
All she see is, "Blang, blang, blaow"
Oh, they like me now
Heard they wanna fight me now (yeah)
I'm the bell inside my town (yeah)
The golden boy, gon' need a crown (yeah)
I came with a different sound
He came tryna jack my style
I could rap on everything
She said, "I'll rap, buy everything"
She only talk to me 'cause money
In the bank's up properly
She only talk to me 'cause all
These niggas keep on jockin' me
I got a bag with Gs and we
Ain't even have to serve a G
I got it all on me and now
She tryna take it all off me (Gang)