Since99 - Loose Talking lyrics

[Since99 - Loose Talking lyrics]

(Marc Boomin, this you?)
Huh, yeah, shit, damn (Boomin need extras)

Swear to God I'm infectious
Lil brodie choppin' blocks but
He ain't playin Tetris i been smokin' Eazy E
But my diamonds electric
Balenci runners on my feet I ain't rockin' no
Fuck rap
Only thing I'm worried about is the bread
He a rookie I'm a vet I put a dub on his head
Got her geekin' off the cookie
Cause I'm lookin like Ned
Nowadays college foot on the dash
What? I ain't hear what you said
Half an ounce up in the whip
Talkin' sweet to the feds
If I get behind the wheel we gone be straight
(Skir)
Cops take a look at me, we won't be late
(Won't be late)
Remember what I jumped in, I'm at EA (Facts)
I ain't never gave a fuck about what he said
(No sir) and we ain't never gave a fuck
About what she said too
Got a plug up in Britain Lancey Foux (Lancey)
Got a thot in the she a EMU
Cause I'm winnin in the DMU (Bitch)
I was tryna get a nut can't you see it
Off the drank
What the fuck you trying to get in to?
(What?)
Big stepper I get paid just to talk loose
(Talk loose) sippin' Henny but ain't fuckin'
With no Grey Goose (Grey Goose)
Lights camera action
I told a bitch to take two (Take two)
If I was lookin at my self
I would say I hate you
I would hate you too bitch said I hate you
If I was lookin at myself I would hate me too
Yeah I would hate you too
And I would hate me too yeah
Uh yeah, think I hate myself
When I put on Rick Owens they
Are gone to hate this wealth
BB Simons on the waist
They can't take this belt
I be steady runnin' past all the pain I felt
Bitch we fuckin' on your bitch
At the crib watchin' Elf
I don't fuck with no labels they
Gone put me on a shelf
They gone watch like it's cable we
Don't really need the help
Bitch I'm willing and I'm able pass
It to me I'm a catch
I'm a catch like I'm Dez Bryant (yeah)
Two fours in the sprite, Kobe Bryant
Said I'm trash at this shit
Why the fuck you lyin'? (Why you lyin?)
Got connects from Grand Rapids
To the south line
Had to throw away the oven, I'm air fryin
(Bitch) he gotta send him to the stars
Call him Orion (Stars)
Go and pick your mans up, why is he cryin'?
(Pick your mans) fifteen now I'm flyin'
Momma told me eat my
Veggies smokin' Green Giant (Eatin Veggies)
He been rappin' for years, at least he tryin
(At least) get your shit to sound good
It ain't rocket science (Facts)
Go on copy the flow
Maybe then they'll sign you

On God, yeah maybe then they'll sign you
Bitch fuckin Dummy
Burger all the above, motherfucker
Goddamn record myself, Mix myself

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