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TALK 2 ME
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Yo, talk to me
I get bread, that shit just walk to me
Fully flexed, balenciaga clothes with it
Introduce, just need you to talk to me
If you cool, i need you talk to me
Blah, blah, blah, blah, that mean nothin' to me
What she said? That shit didn't mean nothin' to me
What he said? That shit didn't mean nothin' to me
I get bread, that shit just mean something to me (that moolah)
I get bread, I get bread, like what to me?
New Hermès, Gucci on my belt, nigga
I get wop, I get guap, give nothin' too
I got Glocks, I got, I got, uh-huh
(rex, rex)
I got Glocks, I got Glocks, I got guns, uh-huh
You not that, you not that, not nothin'
Alright, if you was gonna spin like you said
His ass would've already spun
Nigga got tapped for movin' his head
You flinch, you move, and you're done, yeah
Hold up, BBL, her ass felt like plump
She said she tryna see the real
Put a tab all on her tongue
Pussy boy, where the fuck you from?
All these G-Locks came with a drum
ARPs from the back to the front
If a Nigga get tough, his whole shit junk
Can't beef no nigga, no one-on-ones
I ain't beefin' with niggas, they all my sons
Ran through hoes, but they all get crunk
She a rockstar ho, her lifestyle like punk
I done made all week what you made this month
I done made all week what you made this month
Yo, I know you're so passive
You grown, it's impressive
New hoes
New adventures
New past
New life lessons
New future, shit get better
I'm hopin' that you let it