Talibando, Veeze - What You Telling Me lyrics
Veeze [Karon Malcolm Vantrees] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Talibando, Veeze - What You Telling Me lyrics]
Brothers Only Gang, Wavy Gang
Brooks in this bitch with me
Nigga, what the fuck, nigga?
So you don't got it all
That's what you tellin' me?
(That's what you tellin' me?)
Man, what's that price on that
Shit that you sellin' me?
(Alright, hold on, hold on, hold on)
Cut the pussy niggas switched up on me
Them boys dead to me (Fuck 'em)
Fingerfuck the chopper
Make it sing like it got melodies
(Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Young nigga, I'm really big unc'
So show respect to me
I can never let you lil' niggas
Get the best of me i can never let none of
You niggas get the recipe (Never)
I'll turn your half to a
Whole for a chefin' fee (Skrrt, skrrt)
We ain't leavin' none of this shit soft
Whip everything (Cookin' it)
I'ma come through with the cutter
I'ma shred the beef (I'ma brrr)
Two chops, we gucci, beams red and green
(You know that) i'm goin' jewelry shoppin'
But ain't for no wedding rings (Hah)
So you ain't got it on
You what you tellin' me?
(What you tellin' me?)
We got these bitches poppin' Percs
Like it's her medicine (What?)
Fuckin' her and her friend if they lettin' me
(Uh, huh)
Tony poured up some shit dark like Pepsi
(Syrup)
I'ma bust your lane open if you let me
(For real)
My niggas say they bought 'em all up
They for seventy (For real)
This bitch see how I'm livin'
Now she wanna marry me (What?)
I'm ridin' with too many guns
She say she scared of me (She scared)
The opps be hidin' anyway
I think they scared to beef
(I think they scared)
Ayy, you be talkin' to them people
You the feds to me (What?)
I'm paranoid
I up the pistol if you stare at me
(Bah, bah) and I won't let the beef be
Over 'til it's rest in peace
I up the chopper on a nigga
Think he playin' with me
You know the Navy ain't gon' let
You put a hand on me
I ain't beefin' with no snitches
You might tell on me
Got the feds takin' pictures
Bitches starin' at me
I'm paranoid, I thought I heard the van brake
(Damn) this baby AR'll make a van shake
7 Mile nigga, you can tell by my handshake
Shitty got depressed tryna see how
Much the tan take
What up, Shitty?
What the fuck up, my nigga Dot?
Brooks in this bitch with me
Nigga, what the fuck, nigga?
So you don't got it all
That's what you tellin' me?
(That's what you tellin' me?)
Man, what's that price on that
Shit that you sellin' me?
(Alright, hold on, hold on, hold on)
Cut the pussy niggas switched up on me
Them boys dead to me (Fuck 'em)
Fingerfuck the chopper
Make it sing like it got melodies
(Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Young nigga, I'm really big unc'
So show respect to me
I can never let you lil' niggas
Get the best of me i can never let none of
You niggas get the recipe (Never)
I'll turn your half to a
Whole for a chefin' fee (Skrrt, skrrt)
We ain't leavin' none of this shit soft
Whip everything (Cookin' it)
I'ma come through with the cutter
I'ma shred the beef (I'ma brrr)
Two chops, we gucci, beams red and green
(You know that) i'm goin' jewelry shoppin'
But ain't for no wedding rings (Hah)
So you ain't got it on
You what you tellin' me?
(What you tellin' me?)
We got these bitches poppin' Percs
Like it's her medicine (What?)
Fuckin' her and her friend if they lettin' me
(Uh, huh)
Tony poured up some shit dark like Pepsi
(Syrup)
I'ma bust your lane open if you let me
(For real)
My niggas say they bought 'em all up
They for seventy (For real)
This bitch see how I'm livin'
Now she wanna marry me (What?)
I'm ridin' with too many guns
She say she scared of me (She scared)
The opps be hidin' anyway
I think they scared to beef
(I think they scared)
Ayy, you be talkin' to them people
You the feds to me (What?)
I'm paranoid
I up the pistol if you stare at me
(Bah, bah) and I won't let the beef be
Over 'til it's rest in peace
I up the chopper on a nigga
Think he playin' with me
You know the Navy ain't gon' let
You put a hand on me
I ain't beefin' with no snitches
You might tell on me
Got the feds takin' pictures
Bitches starin' at me
I'm paranoid, I thought I heard the van brake
(Damn) this baby AR'll make a van shake
7 Mile nigga, you can tell by my handshake
Shitty got depressed tryna see how
Much the tan take
What up, Shitty?
What the fuck up, my nigga Dot?