TEC - Pill Talk lyrics

Ay i told that bitch she cute
I don't like to get in
The booth while I'm on a pill
Shit make me keep it too real, ya hurd me?

I was out my mind thinking that
That shit could go right
Knowin' I been thuggin' bitches
Like my whole life
You said that karma would come back
And you was so right no price charming
I got bitches snortin' snow white
I'm livin' fast baby I can't do the slow life
Go get a bag or forever be a low life
I do that dash
Push the pedal to the floor like
Cuban cost thirty bands
Make that back on a slow night

Tote a pistol
Hold chop bullets but it's so light
They gun fightin'
Where me from we don't use no knives
Ready to blow but gotta watch
Out for patrol lights
Bitches will take your whole life
Just got off patrol aight (parol aight)
Can't get caught with it but can't
Get caught without that bitch
Had to run my bag up in
BR and get out that bitch
We still with all that shit
Now, I pass thought in bently's to show
Lil nggas you can ball like this
Gone run 'em up 'till I lay in my death bed
Shawty we can fuck but you
Give the best head, and I need some
I get it y'all but if I
Fall who gone give me some?
Say you my dog but only
Call when you need some
I can't believe my uncle stole from me
Watch my momma thug nggas
Put my trust in no woman
I gave my heart, it wasn't enough
They want my soul from me
I cut 'em off like fuck 'em
All and go get mo' money
I went and got it but ain't get to college
I went through robbin', sellin' drugs
Wasn't gettin shit from rhymin'
Devil tried to kill me
Throw in jail but God kept me strivin'
Made out that environment, built an empire
And I just signed a deal with Gozzy
Bitch why you be trippin'
Actin like these hoes gone for your position?
You ungrateful and you lazy, ain't
Even work for your position, hoe
I could waste my time and have
A baby with a different hoe
Tried to throw a lifejacket and
Say I was trippin, oh

I was out my mind thinking that
That shit could go right
Knowin' I been thuggin' bitches
Like my whole life
You said that karma would come back
And you was so right no price charming
I got bitches snortin' snow white
I'm livin' fast baby I can't do the slow life
Go get a bag or forever be a low life
I do that dash
Push the pedal to the floor like (skrrt)
Cuban cost thirty bands
Make that back on a slow night (Ya)

You know haha
Gang shit, Hussein shit I mean
You know, nation shit, nun' come in between
Ya, we gone stand on that shit by any means