Sweet Talk (feat. Young Rich Visionary)
Spicyomi
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Ok I'm drunk I need a blunt Money upfront Ain't no discuss All in her guts Niggas switch up Double my cup F*ck and break up I took a bean You niggas ain't clean Drip drop splash Submarine I got the cash Draymond Green Smoke so much I'm a chimney Aye Imma fly out like a big hawk Took her to the room she tryna bangkok Thighs on my neck in a head lock Crazy one so ya know imma sweet talk Yeah Sweet talk Sugar on her lips she gon sweet talk Yeah Yeah Yeah Sweet talk Money on my breath imma sweet talk Yeah If she let me hit I'll beat that Don't gotta think twice I'll leave that She starting to catch feelings I don't need that If you really think about it I been that Still sliding through the city With my seat back Still puffing on gas That mean pack If you ain't talking bout money Take your speech back Only hang around niggas that speak facts I need blunt Get me some runts Pour up some lean Niggas is fiends Standing in line They begging for weed This top notch So the shit not free Serving out the window I was chasing that green Pockets on flood But the jewelry looking mean Smile so nice Take a pic and say cheese Drip so cold I'm making all these bitches sneeze Bless me lil baby If you ever hear me sneeze A few more of that You'll be down on your knees I'm a lil playa So you know how it be Took her to the bed Now she grabbing on me Kissing on my neck I told shorty stop please I dont like hickeys So you not claiming me Pulling on her hair While I'm digging in deep We just went 2 now she ready for Round 3 Ok I'm drunk I need a blunt Money upfront Ain't no discuss All in her guts Niggas switch up Double my cup F*ck and break up I took a bean You niggas ain't clean Drip drop splash Submarine I got the cash Draymond green Smoke so much I'm a chimney Aye Imma fly out like a big hawk Took her to the room she tryna bangkok Thighs on my neck in a head lock Crazy one so ya know imma sweet talk Yeah Sweet talk Sugar on her lips she gon sweet talk Yeah yeah yeah Sweet talk Money on my breath imma sweet talk Yeah Put money on your head That's street talk Make ya bitch give me head That's sweet talk If I'm walking in the hood They C walk When I'm speaking to my uncle That's OG talk That short bitch mad That she lost Talking shit out her ass Like Yeehaaw Had her tricking on a nigga That's sweet talk Yeah yeah That's sweet talk You wanna be rich Stop hitting them licks Invest all that cash And stop buying bricks Instead of these hoes It's the houses you flip She call me her shrooms Cause I took her on trips I look at the moon While I'm feeling her lips She know I'm cumming She feeling these drips If my niggas start gunning Yo niggas getting chip Y'all row in the water We boarding these ships Me And Jay we added Spicy YRV we the gang (Spicy) Feeling the warriors I'm Added KD to the team (Team) Them nigga pump faking Call Hakeem a Make him dream (Dream) A nigga want some static These bars full of steam I love talking money Make my smile go ching She don't want the marriage But still want the ring We riding through the hood See a couple red beams There gottta be a guy Every light turn green Ok I'm drunk I need a blunt Money upfront Ain't no discuss All in her guts Niggas switch up Double my cup F*ck and break up I took a bean You niggas ain't clean Drip drop splash Submarine I got the cash Draymond green Smoke so much I'm a chimney Aye Imma fly out like a big hawk Took her to the room she tryna bangkok Thighs on my neck in a head lock Crazy one so you know imma sweet Talk Yeah Sweet talk Sugar on her lips she gon sweet talk Yeah Yeah Yeah Sweet talk Money on my breath imma sweet Talk Yeah Get guap Addicted to money yea we don't stop (Yeah yeah) Big rocks All up on her chain make her titties pop (Yeah yeah) Tick tock Imma beat that buzzer when I shoot My shot (Yeah yeah) Bedrock Curtains closed baby go spread em Like a peacock (Yea woah) Ok stop it Too cute put you in my pocket Twist, pull, bop it Ain't nobody watchin Eatin on my plate no crumbs Niggas bums Been Income Big sums No double back no reruns Not too drunk to roll up one No deadlift but I pull weight I outslay Here to stay One way I need new haters the old ones startin To like me No new friends no I'm not inviting A sorry ass nigga is his only apology OnlyFans can make a movie Pass it like a hoe Roll her like a lady Fake annoy me on sight That's crazy...
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Written by: Christopher Drain O, Joseph Chanman, Naomi Webster
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