CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Talkin’
Whole lotta problems, gotta whole lotta shooters
Man you n***as better duck quick
Pray to God real fast gotta buck quick
I was down real bad now I'm up b*t*h
Aye, f**k all that talkin' let's get to the money my n***a
You acting real funny my n***a
You ain't bout that sh*t that you steady be talkin'
My n***as pull up don't you run from me n***a
A hundred round drum in the gun for you n***as
You talkin' that sh*t that you really ain't bout
Aye, broke a** lil n***a you sleep on the couch
And my n***as don't play, so you bett' watch yo' mouth
Aye, f**k all that talkin' let's get to the money my n***a
You acting real funny my n***a
You ain't bout that sh*t that you steady be talkin'
My n***as pull up don't you run from me n***a
A hundred round drum in the gun for you n***as
You talkin' that sh*t that you really ain't bout
Aye, broke a** lil n***a you sleep on the couch
And my n***as don't play, so you bett' watch yo' mouth
And I got that Glock in my hand with the arm and tint
And I'll aim it right at your medulla
I gotta shooter you ain't got no shooter
My n***a pull up put that thing to your [?]
All of my n***as pull up to the party
Y'all n***as show up and they ready to fight
You n***as put fear in my heart that's a lie
You n***as talk sh*t on the gang you gon' die
Man I gotta whole lotta problems, gotta whole lotta shooters
Man you n***as better duck quick
Pray to God real fast gotta buck quick
I was down real bad now I'm up b*t*h
Twenty bands ain't enough gotta get rich
My n***as trappin' on the corner in them dirt bricks
And the squad pull up betta [?]
My n***as shootin' everything we ain't own sh*t
Aye, f**k all that talkin' let's get to the money my n***a
You acting real funny my n***a
You ain't bout that sh*t that you steady be talkin'
My n***as pull up don't you run from me n***a
A hundred round drum in the gun for you n***as
You talkin' that sh*t that you really ain't bout
Aye, broke a** lil n***a you sleep on the couch
And my n***as don't play, so you bett' watch yo' mouth
Aye, f**k all that talkin' let's get to the money my n***a
You acting real funny my n***a
You ain't bout that sh*t that you steady be talkin'
My n***as pull up don't you run from me n***a
A hundred round drum in the gun for you n***as
You talkin' that sh*t that you really ain't bout
Aye, broke a** lil n***a you sleep on the couch
And my n***as don't play, so you bett' watch yo' mouth
(ah, ah, aye) F**k all that talkin' let's get to the money for [?] (let's go)
I got the scrap imma blow that (let's go)
Oldheads hatin' in the hood what they talkin,' broke-a**
Just gotta bag, get some more cash (let's go)
We pullin' up bring the beat to yo' door like door dash (ah, ah, aye)
These diamonds hit with no flash (let's go)
(ah, ah, aye) Choppa, Drakes, Et cetera
No [?] but the opps keep catchin' them
(aye) Hot dog in cab they ain't catchin' up
Threw ten racks in the club and left it there (let's go)
I f**k with the plug keep blessin' him
I get them bags and he tell me keep [?] (ah, ah, ah, let's go)
I can't pump no gas I'm in the Tesla
B*t*h I'm really steppin' tryna beef you gotta step it up
We put the opps in the [?] gotta whole lot
B*t*h I be clean like some Clorox
Aye, f**k all that talkin' let's get to the money my n***a
You acting real funny my n***a
You ain't bout that sh*t that you steady be talkin'
My n***as pull up don't you run from me n***a
A hundred round drum in the gun for you n***as
You talkin' that sh*t that you really ain't bout
Aye, broke a** lil n***a you sleep on the couch
And my n***as don't play, so you bett' watch yo' mouth
Aye, f**k all that talkin' let's get to the money my n***a
You acting real funny my n***a
You ain't bout that sh*t that you steady be talkin'
My n***as pull up don't you run from me n***a
A hundred round drum in the gun for you n***as
You talkin' that sh*t that you really ain't bout
Aye, broke a** lil n***a you sleep on the couch
And my n***as don't play, so you bett' watch yo' mouth (aye)
Man you n***as better duck quick
Pray to God real fast gotta buck quick
I was down real bad now I'm up b*t*h
Aye, f**k all that talkin' let's get to the money my n***a
You acting real funny my n***a
You ain't bout that sh*t that you steady be talkin'
My n***as pull up don't you run from me n***a
A hundred round drum in the gun for you n***as
You talkin' that sh*t that you really ain't bout
Aye, broke a** lil n***a you sleep on the couch
And my n***as don't play, so you bett' watch yo' mouth
Aye, f**k all that talkin' let's get to the money my n***a
You acting real funny my n***a
You ain't bout that sh*t that you steady be talkin'
My n***as pull up don't you run from me n***a
A hundred round drum in the gun for you n***as
You talkin' that sh*t that you really ain't bout
Aye, broke a** lil n***a you sleep on the couch
And my n***as don't play, so you bett' watch yo' mouth
And I got that Glock in my hand with the arm and tint
And I'll aim it right at your medulla
I gotta shooter you ain't got no shooter
My n***a pull up put that thing to your [?]
All of my n***as pull up to the party
Y'all n***as show up and they ready to fight
You n***as put fear in my heart that's a lie
You n***as talk sh*t on the gang you gon' die
Man I gotta whole lotta problems, gotta whole lotta shooters
Man you n***as better duck quick
Pray to God real fast gotta buck quick
I was down real bad now I'm up b*t*h
Twenty bands ain't enough gotta get rich
My n***as trappin' on the corner in them dirt bricks
And the squad pull up betta [?]
My n***as shootin' everything we ain't own sh*t
Aye, f**k all that talkin' let's get to the money my n***a
You acting real funny my n***a
You ain't bout that sh*t that you steady be talkin'
My n***as pull up don't you run from me n***a
A hundred round drum in the gun for you n***as
You talkin' that sh*t that you really ain't bout
Aye, broke a** lil n***a you sleep on the couch
And my n***as don't play, so you bett' watch yo' mouth
Aye, f**k all that talkin' let's get to the money my n***a
You acting real funny my n***a
You ain't bout that sh*t that you steady be talkin'
My n***as pull up don't you run from me n***a
A hundred round drum in the gun for you n***as
You talkin' that sh*t that you really ain't bout
Aye, broke a** lil n***a you sleep on the couch
And my n***as don't play, so you bett' watch yo' mouth
(ah, ah, aye) F**k all that talkin' let's get to the money for [?] (let's go)
I got the scrap imma blow that (let's go)
Oldheads hatin' in the hood what they talkin,' broke-a**
Just gotta bag, get some more cash (let's go)
We pullin' up bring the beat to yo' door like door dash (ah, ah, aye)
These diamonds hit with no flash (let's go)
(ah, ah, aye) Choppa, Drakes, Et cetera
No [?] but the opps keep catchin' them
(aye) Hot dog in cab they ain't catchin' up
Threw ten racks in the club and left it there (let's go)
I f**k with the plug keep blessin' him
I get them bags and he tell me keep [?] (ah, ah, ah, let's go)
I can't pump no gas I'm in the Tesla
B*t*h I'm really steppin' tryna beef you gotta step it up
We put the opps in the [?] gotta whole lot
B*t*h I be clean like some Clorox
Aye, f**k all that talkin' let's get to the money my n***a
You acting real funny my n***a
You ain't bout that sh*t that you steady be talkin'
My n***as pull up don't you run from me n***a
A hundred round drum in the gun for you n***as
You talkin' that sh*t that you really ain't bout
Aye, broke a** lil n***a you sleep on the couch
And my n***as don't play, so you bett' watch yo' mouth
Aye, f**k all that talkin' let's get to the money my n***a
You acting real funny my n***a
You ain't bout that sh*t that you steady be talkin'
My n***as pull up don't you run from me n***a
A hundred round drum in the gun for you n***as
You talkin' that sh*t that you really ain't bout
Aye, broke a** lil n***a you sleep on the couch
And my n***as don't play, so you bett' watch yo' mouth (aye)
