I talk my shit, I talk my shit, I talk my shit
Yeah
Make sure my cup is filled up
Make sure my joint is still lit
Drop two grams in the blunt, still can't think of no shit
Make sure my cup is filled up
Make sure my joint is still lit
Make sure my cup is filled up
Make sure my joint is still lit
I talk my shit, I talk my shit, I talk my shit
Grandma say I look slim
But my pockets is thick
And my bitches keep bitchin
And my girl was just tripping
If I say Ima get it, then you know Ima get it
If you say you bout copping
Ima take you out shopping
Ride round windows tinted
You can't see your bitch missing
In the passenger getting it, in the passenger getting it
I talk my shit, I talk my shit, I talk my shit
I talk my shit, I talk my shit, I talk my shit
My face could get me a million
Make sure my cup is filled up
Make sure my joint is still lit
Drop two grams in the blunt, still can't think of no shit
Make sure my cup is filled up
Make sure my joint is still lit
Make sure my cup is filled up
Make sure my joint is still lit
Make sure my cup is filled up
Make sure my joint is still lit
Make sure my cup is filled up
Make sure my joint is still lit
Make sure my cup is filled up
Make sure my joint is still lit