Talkin' My Shit - Quin Nfn

Ayy, back in the day, if you wanted some beef with a nigga

Then you can go meet with the nigga (Let's lean)

Nowadays these niggas don’t go to school

But they be at the crib tryna tweak with a nigga

Run that shit back, Khi

I’m really finna just talk my shit on this ho, you feel me?

Hold on, hold on

Ayy, ayy (Gang)

Back in the day, if you wanted some beef with a nigga

Then you can go meet with the nigga (Let's lean)

Nowadays these niggas don’t go to school

But they be at the crib tryna tweak with a nigga (Uh, uh)

Ayy, 2015, bitch I couldn’t get a fee from a nigga

Now boys wanna eat with a nigga

Got on Say Cheese and blew up

They was sleep on a nigga now they wanna speak on a nigga

Gold on my chain like my jeweler just peed on a nigga

Real ice, come and ski on a nigga (Ice, ice)

She know I’m a dog, but you can’t put a leash on a nigga

We smoking a P in the sprinter (Damn, damn)

Go creep with my nigga, she eat the penis for dinner

I still spit some heat in December (Okay)

OG in a swisher, pour up some lean with a killer

Then go hit the scene with my nigga

Go hit a jugg I be stacking and moving (I'm stackin')

My niggas ballin' like passing and shooting (Grra, grra)

Like a vacation, we packing and moving

She taking a pic while I’m smacking her booty (On gang)

I eat the beat I be smacking and chewing

She eat the meat, she be gagging and drooling

Opps see a nigga they laughing and cooling

When we see them niggas, we clappin' and shooting (Grra)

Bitch, I’m never lacking, my tool it be on

Still got the Glock with some Louis V on (On gang)

Hit from the back, man that coochie be gone

I’m in the coup dripping juice and Vlone

Don’t-Don't got a bag, I won’t get on a song

Don’t-Don't got a bag bitch you need you a loan

Not needing TD I just got in my zone

Your bitch shaking ass on the app in my phone

Ayy, that lil' bitch stalking my pics

Ayy, I might water faucet my wrist

Now I got her stalking my dick (My dick)

Now they got me talking my shit (My shit)

Ayy, gang, hold on, ayy

Now they got me talking my shit

Ayy, they got me talking my shit

Lil' bitch, ayy, they got me talking my shit

No love for a thot, I’m in love with them dollars

Spot me an opp make them fold like a collar (Grra)

She wanna kick it like we playing soccer

I’m still it the 4 with a Glock for a robber (On gang)

I heard you fuck niggas be talking 'bout thuggin'

Signing they life, pussy boy you a puppet (Huh)

You see them boys on the net and they clutching

Fuck niggas be naked when you see 'em in public (Dumbass)

Come to my show trynna trip and its over

Dogging your bitch with the stick in the sofa (I'm on that)

I bought his bitch, she be feeling this Yoda (On gang)

Gold on my chain I be feeling like Homer (Gang)

I do my thang toss a bitch like a floater

Run up a check with my main in the Rover (I'm gone)

Drip like the rain with my gang 'til it’s over

I used to hit stains, I’m the same but I’m older (Gang)

Ayy, I used to hit stains, but I’m older

Ayy, I used to hit stains, but I’m older

Ayy, bitch, I used to hit stains, but I’m older, ayy