Album Cover I'm Talm Bout

I'm Talm Bout

No PT

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Good Nutrition stuffed all in my jeans all that green in em

New hoe thick than a bitch skinny jeans gotta squeeze in em

Them hoes gotta be drunk to think I put a seed in emMr hang out the V with a gli let that beam hit em

Got sex appeal she seen boogers in that Rollie she like ew

We stepping still Tryna give me her heart I just want the neck for real

Won′t treat her better I just want her head bitch we is not together

But it's whatever fuck a L-O-V-E like fuck that mean them letters

New Gucci Sweater whole gang dripped in feathers bitch we flock together

And if it′s up there than it's stuck forever he can argue with Beretta

Yo bitch want me to pull up so she can pull her pants down

Yea this same hoe tryna dodge dick man yo hoe getting rammed now

Nigga said he would've caught a case that′s cap he fanned out

He dick sucking thank he trans now like boy you crying over yo man′s now

Why you talking crazy to these hoes like they won't tell it all

I′m the type to make her put on clothes than tell her take it off

No PT the mvp like a bench warmer he don't play at all

I heard KJ stuffing out the wood that nigga facing logs

Let′s be real these rap niggas my sons it's like I raised em all

But PT ain′t got children cause yo main hoe fucking ate em all

Heard he sending paragraphs to hoes he need a cape and all

I talm bout need a cape and all like fuck it bro just gone save em all

Don't fuck with rats lure him into that trap I'm tryna feed the snakes

We floating scats hellcat did dash like we don′t need the brakes

Fire place Glocky toaster oven leave him easy baked

Might fuck her face than you can come and get her ask her how my weewee taste

She said I′m disrespectful and I'm stuck up

I told her fuck her a period suck a nut up

If you ain′t talking money shut the fuck up

She believe what I say man she a dumb slut

What I spent on the wrist could've went bought a vette

She wanna suck on me cause I′m lit ima cigarette

Ski on me imma slump doggy like triple X

Feel like a snake walking round in these triple s

Good Nutrition stuffed all in my jeans all that green in em

New hoe thick than a bitch skinny jeans gotta squeeze in em

Them hoes gotta be drunk to think I put a seed in em

Mr hang out the V with a gli let that beam hit em

Got sex appeal she seen boogers in that Rollie she like ew

We stepping still Tryna give me her heart I just want the neck for real

Won't treat her better I just want her head bitch we is not together

But it′s whatever fuck a L-O-V-E like fuck that mean them letters

New Gucci Sweater whole gang dripped in feathers bitch we flock together

And if it's up there than it's stuck forever he can argue with Beretta

Lagu lain oleh No PT