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TALKIN’ bout
by Supa
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Swagga got a cold keep me in the freezer,
Body bagged up, asked if I seen her.
I stay with black cards, so I never swiped the visa.
Bitch I got game, catch me macking in the bleachers
Tote my lil glizzy wit my fresh J's on.
I got my own swag, I can't become a clone.
I lean when I walk because my diamonds on hang.
Dunking on these niggas like Lebron James!
That's Game!
Bitch, I am the shit, no drain.
Take care of the fam, no pain.
Scale blue Chevy hauging up both lanes.
Stay wit the 9 call me Luol Deng.
I can keep going but the bitch insane.
Ima just chill and get on this spliff,in other words,spark me a lil Mary Jane.
Y'all l ain't on the shit that I'm on, I'm deep up in this bitch, you can call me a tampon.
I'm all in bitches ear but No, no Samsung.
These niggas want the Hands ima give them the hand Gun.
The the thum
That's Drum,
Big G, move weight. big pun
Incase you niggas get dumb.
Don't breathe, Put the glizzy to his lung.
If you scared go to church, lil son
Get scared,call the rev, no run.
Grind hard, all night, no sun
Get the bread, big loaf, no crumb
SUPA D the one, I'm done.
I'm icey, corner store, honey bun.
Grab the pill and put it on your tongue
In the matrix, see who won.
Let's take it back to where it begun,
Was Raised by the Queen in the slums.
Kept a Ace, that's real one.
Kept a K on deck, no taunt.
We taken it back like a punt.
No shot
Nie pass me the blunt
Good taste, big runts,
I'm just trying to kick it, fruit punch
Swagga got a cold keep me in the freezer,
Body bagged up, asked if I seen her.
I stay with black cards, so I never swiped the visa.
Bitch I got game, catch me macking in the bleachers
Tote my lil glizzy wit my fresh J's on.
I got my own swag, I can't become a clone.
I lean when I walk because my diamonds on hang.
Dunking on these niggas like Lebron James!
That's Game!
Bitch, I am the shit, no drain.
Take care of the fam, no pain.
Scale blue Chevy hauging up both lanes.
Stay wit the 9 call me Luol Deng.
I can keep going but the bitch insane.
Ima just chill and get on this spliff,in other words,spark me a lil Mary Jane.
Y'all l ain't on the shit that I'm on, I'm deep up in this bitch, you can call me a tampon.
I'm all in bitches ear but No, no Samsung.
These niggas want the Hands ima give them the hand Gun.
The the thum
That's Drum,
Big G, move weight. big pun
Incase you niggas get dumb.
Don't breathe, Put the glizzy to his lung.
If you scared go to church, lil son
Get scared,call the rev, no run.
Grind hard, all night, no sun
Get the bread, big loaf, no crumb
SUPA D the one, I'm done.
I'm icey, corner store, honey bun.
Grab the pill and put it on your tongue
In the matrix, see who won.
Let's take it back to where it begun,
Was Raised by the Queen in the slums.
Kept a Ace, that's real one.
Kept a K on deck, no taunt.
We taken it back like a punt.
No shot
Nie pass me the blunt
Good taste, big runts,
I'm just trying to kick it, fruit punch
