Talk Talk Talk lyrics

[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
My n*gga pour a whole lotta lean, but he don't sleep
My n*gga got the bows in, but they so cheap
How the f*ck is that your b*tch, but she want me?
That n*gga old and he broke, he an OG
First come, first serve, you got slow feet
This n*gga said some broke sh*t, he got no teeth
I will not eat that b*tch pus*y, she got roast beef
That n*gga cold as a b*tch, he got no heat
I thought I seen Lil E, he was four feet
I'm finna slide in his b*tch, like a [?]
I can tell you f*ck with that sh*t, you have nosebleeds

[Verse 2: Louie Ray]
Alright, forty racks, just on one piece
n*ggas tryna stretch that sh*t out, cut beef
I ain't tryna hash that sh*t out, you said f*ck me
560, I don't say sh*t, let the light speak
Twin terbos on this motherf*cker, move at light speed
Oh, you one of them typе of n*ggas, you got light cheese
[?] jeans blue with thе stripes, but the sprite pink
It shine with the lights on it though, but his ice weak
I just made 40 more racks, been a half week
I ain't gotta lie to kick it neither, getting fast cheese
Still got a hundred on me, [?] cash
n*ggas talk, talk, talk, talk, it's [?]
n*ggas f*ck around and spend another 50, I got [?]
She told her n*gga she ain't f*cking with me [?]
[?] exposed to, [?]
[Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd]
Damn
Caught a n*gga out, he got scared, give him jaz hands
[?] coming out [?] trash can
Group of hoes came in the crib, [?] last [?]
I just charged a n*gga 5k for some ad libs
Another day, no sex, feel like a inmate
I just beat a n*gga ass bad up in intake
I just spent almost 20k on a fish tank
I just know her pus*y got a smell, 'cause my tip stank
[?] I need a p*ss break
In Miami getting money, I'm chilling with the Haitians
I know a n*gga riding down Dayton on some daytons
A n*gga always got twenty on him, like I'm Gary Payton
Your b*tch f*cked on one snitch, you better fear the [?]
b*tch doing hair out the trap, yeah, I'm cool with [?]
White boy got the best prices, yeah, I'm cool with [?]
Got the boogie man tatted, yeah, I'm cool with Jason

[Verse 4: YSR Gramz]
You only winning 'cause of your team, you Dion Waiters
I'm tryna catch all my plays, before Daylight Savings
Just 'cause your n*ggas made it, that don't mean you made it
How the f*ck is you a killer? Used to see you waving
They hit his ass with that Glock, you will see him later
You f*cked up right now, and you need a favor
You ain't did sh*t to your opps, and you n*ggas neighbors
My n*gga did the fool with the chop, like he up in [?]
Like he work at a barber shop, he be giving tapers