Nigga trynna get on that
Kick it with my slatt
Told 'em go get my gat
We finna spin in scat
Told the whole gang stand outside
We ain't gon' ever fall back (fall)
Told gang pass that ball back (ball)
That lil' f*ck boy fall back (fall)
I told gang don't fall back
We gon' spin the opps back
We gon' take that block back
Leave 'em in a dog bag
He can't get his mom back
Nigga, that's not my fault bitch
We live real life mosh pit
Fish filet, no cod fish
Listen to what i'm talkin'
Nigga, you can't talk this
This just how i'm livin'
I wasn't even taught this
Go Dover Street Market
F*ck no Neiman Marcus
I be with the crashouts
They don't really do much talkin'
Bitch that's where I learned it from
She been boolin' with the bums
Brand new SRT go vroom
Make sure my twin close the tomb
We leave a closed casket
My bitch rob like Baskin's too
We might have to practice shoot
You can't even aim that tool
You can't even shoot lil bitch
Don't you know shit crucial, bitch?
Drop that pack, get loose leaf bitch
Just like my aunt Mookie bitch
I'm gettin' bread like PBJ
Play with my brother, you get cold case
Colorful diamonds just like Colgate
I put the bullets inside my K
Might have to grab my blick
He tried to make it a bad day
My shooter shoot for the bag, aye
New Scat Pack got a mad face
I gave that bitch sad face
She might spit me a bad name
I turn niggas into ash tray
You ain't my twin, can't pass drank
Nigga trynna get on that
Kick it with my slatt
Told 'em go get my gat
We finna spin in scat
Told the whole gang stand outside
We ain't gon' ever fall back (fall)
Told gang pass that ball back (ball)
That lil' f*ck boy fall back (fall)
I told gang don't fall back
We gon' spin the opps back
We gon' take that block back
Leave 'em in a dog bag
He can't get his mom back
Nigga, that's not my fault bitch
We live real life mosh pit
Fish filet, no cod fish
giosetti - TALK Lyrics
giosetti - TALK Lyrics
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Nigga trynna get on that
Kick it with my slatt
Told 'em go get my gat
We finna spin in scat
Told the whole gang stand outside
We ain't gon' ever fall back (fall)
Told gang pass that ball back (ball)
That lil' f*ck boy fall back (fall)
I told gang don't fall back
We gon' spin the opps back
We gon' take that block back
Leave 'em in a dog bag
He can't get his mom back
Nigga, that's not my fault bitch
We live real life mosh pit
Fish filet, no cod fish
Listen to what i'm talkin'
Nigga, you can't talk this
This just how i'm livin'
I wasn't even taught this
Go Dover Street Market
F*ck no Neiman Marcus
I be with the crashouts
They don't really do much talkin'
Bitch that's where I learned it from
She been boolin' with the bums
Brand new SRT go vroom
Make sure my twin close the tomb
We leave a closed casket
My bitch rob like Baskin's too
We might have to practice shoot
You can't even aim that tool
You can't even shoot lil bitch
Don't you know shit crucial, bitch?
Drop that pack, get loose leaf bitch
Just like my aunt Mookie bitch
I'm gettin' bread like PBJ
Play with my brother, you get cold case
Colorful diamonds just like Colgate
I put the bullets inside my K
Might have to grab my blick
He tried to make it a bad day
My shooter shoot for the bag, aye
New Scat Pack got a mad face
I gave that bitch sad face
She might spit me a bad name
I turn niggas into ash tray
You ain't my twin, can't pass drank
Nigga trynna get on that
Kick it with my slatt
Told 'em go get my gat
We finna spin in scat
Told the whole gang stand outside
We ain't gon' ever fall back (fall)
Told gang pass that ball back (ball)
That lil' f*ck boy fall back (fall)
I told gang don't fall back
We gon' spin the opps back
We gon' take that block back
Leave 'em in a dog bag
He can't get his mom back
Nigga, that's not my fault bitch
We live real life mosh pit
Fish filet, no cod fish
Kick it with my slatt
Told 'em go get my gat
We finna spin in scat
Told the whole gang stand outside
We ain't gon' ever fall back (fall)
Told gang pass that ball back (ball)
That lil' f*ck boy fall back (fall)
I told gang don't fall back
We gon' spin the opps back
We gon' take that block back
Leave 'em in a dog bag
He can't get his mom back
Nigga, that's not my fault bitch
We live real life mosh pit
Fish filet, no cod fish
Listen to what i'm talkin'
Nigga, you can't talk this
This just how i'm livin'
I wasn't even taught this
Go Dover Street Market
F*ck no Neiman Marcus
I be with the crashouts
They don't really do much talkin'
Bitch that's where I learned it from
She been boolin' with the bums
Brand new SRT go vroom
Make sure my twin close the tomb
We leave a closed casket
My bitch rob like Baskin's too
We might have to practice shoot
You can't even aim that tool
You can't even shoot lil bitch
Don't you know shit crucial, bitch?
Drop that pack, get loose leaf bitch
Just like my aunt Mookie bitch
I'm gettin' bread like PBJ
Play with my brother, you get cold case
Colorful diamonds just like Colgate
I put the bullets inside my K
Might have to grab my blick
He tried to make it a bad day
My shooter shoot for the bag, aye
New Scat Pack got a mad face
I gave that bitch sad face
She might spit me a bad name
I turn niggas into ash tray
You ain't my twin, can't pass drank
Nigga trynna get on that
Kick it with my slatt
Told 'em go get my gat
We finna spin in scat
Told the whole gang stand outside
We ain't gon' ever fall back (fall)
Told gang pass that ball back (ball)
That lil' f*ck boy fall back (fall)
I told gang don't fall back
We gon' spin the opps back
We gon' take that block back
Leave 'em in a dog bag
He can't get his mom back
Nigga, that's not my fault bitch
We live real life mosh pit
Fish filet, no cod fish
Writer: Laveon-D’zha Hunt
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