Talk Too Much lyrics

[Chorus: Saxkboy KD]
Hate they talk too much, put ice all on my heart and on my wrist (On my wrist)
I got sense enough to know these n*ggas broke and ain't on sh*t (They ain't on sh*t)
I called a blitz, old dude got hit up (Come on)
He outside, go pick his b*tch up (Go get 'em)
I don't talk too much on purpose (Come on, come on), my guys lurkin', KD shut up (Let's go, let's go)
Hate they talk too much, put ice all on my heart and on my wrist (On my wrist)
I got sense enough to know these n*ggas broke and ain't on sh*t (They ain't on sh*t)
I called a blitz, old dude got hit up (Come on)
He outside, go pick his b*tch up (Go get 'em)
I don't talk too much on purpose (Come on, come on), my guys lurkin', KD shut up (Let's go, let's go)

[Verse 1: Saxkboy KD]
I ain't sayin' nothin' yet, they know that work I put in, b*tch (They know)
You can't speak on me and say I bled the way you bled, you snitched (Nah)
You a rat, you not our kind, I did my bid and shot my sh*ts (on God)
How you want that boy to fold? You better sit that time out, b*tch (Time out, b*tch)
GI, lil' ole baby (Come on), 43, you can't f*ck wit' me on TG (Woo-hoo)
Rob who? b*tch, come try me, you gon' D-I-E, on bro 'nem (You dead)
Nineteen on my clip, I tell my PO I might go back (Grrah-grrah)
'Cause Lord knows if these n*ggas try me (Uh-uh), I'm pushin' sh*t back (Bah-bah)
Used to box, now I slang Glocky like a Challenger (n*gga)
We can't stay professional, n*gga, it's f*ck you and your manager (f*ck 'em)
Influenced you, you stupid, n*gga, gay and you his passenger (Gay)
Tell them play it safe 'cause I got family and they smackin' somethin' (Come on, let's go)
f*ck a n*gga (Let's go)
[Chorus: Saxkboy KD]
Hate they talk too much, put ice all on my heart and on my wrist (On my wrist)
I got sense enough to know these n*ggas broke and ain't on sh*t (They ain't on sh*t)
I called a blitz, old dude got hit up (Come on)
He outside, go pick his b*tch up (Go get 'em)
I don't talk too much on purpose (Come on, come on), my guys lurkin', KD shut up (Let's go, let's go)
Hate they talk too much, put ice all on my heart and on my wrist (On my wrist)
I got sense enough to know these n*ggas broke and ain't on sh*t (They ain't on sh*t)
I called a blitz, old dude got hit up (Come on)
He outside, go pick his b*tch up (Go get 'em)
I don't talk too much on purpose (Come on, come on), my guys lurkin', KD shut up (Let's go, let's)

[Verse 2: That Mexican OT]
Yeah, I can't love 'em, I can't trust 'em, but believe that I can f*ck 'em (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
After sex, she ask what are we? I'm like, "Stupid b*tch, we nothing" (Psh, nothing)
Yeah, I'm a munch, I ate it like a mango
She ate me like muffins (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I'ma nut in her butt like bananas (Uh-huh), I won't tell no one
But that pus*y was bussin' (Let's go)
That pus*y was bussin' like we was f*ckin' at a bus stop (Ha, ha, ha)
Even if I had no legs, she could put my third leg in a leg lock (Leg lock)
Diamonds in my mouth with a cowboy hat and my shades on 'cause my eyes bloodshot (Ah, ooh)
I like a b*tch with tattoos on her face, I need myself a thug gal (Uh-huh)
Viva la loca, I got me a skunka (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
She gettin' nasty inside of my truck while eatin' di*k and hittin' coke-a (Ugh)
b*tch, are you dumb? Get back on the bus
The music got me feeling like I just rushed
Whole TV gorilla, eat people for lunch
I'll just open his head and I take out a bunch
Come here (Come here)
Fah-ah, fah-fah (KD, shut the f*ck up!)
[Chorus: Saxkboy KD]
Hate they talk too much, put ice all on my heart and on my wrist (On my wrist)
I got sense enough to know these n*ggas broke and ain't on sh*t (They ain't on sh*t)
I called a blitz, old dude got hit up (Come on)
He outside, go pick his b*tch up (Go get 'em)
I don't talk too much on purpose (Come on, come on), my guys lurkin', KD shut up (Let's go, let's go)
Hate they talk too much, put ice all on my heart and on my wrist (On my wrist)
I got sense enough to know these n*ggas broke and ain't on sh*t (They ain't on sh*t)
I called a blitz, old dude got hit up (Come on)
He outside, go pick his b*tch up (Go get 'em)
I don't talk too much on purpose (Come on, come on), my guys lurkin', KD shut up (Let's go, let's)