18veno - talkin' shit lyrics
(hook)
my hands sticky from the residue
i’m still on the green box posted
hit my phone if you need to get 1 for the 2
my n++++s steppers, we marching like troops
n+++a i’m forever hustling, b+tch i’m thugging
i won’t let them play me like a fool
b+tches tell me i’m the goat
i catch that pack like wide receiver
trap out the house, making plays off a beeper
i don’t know y’all, i ain’t serving yo people
can’t leave the house without my pole, b+tch
i’m tryna get rich
i’m in the hood, i’ma trap with a stick
streets f+cked up but that money my b+tch
(vеrse 1)
got a girl, i’m in love with my glock
the clip is еxtended, got 32 shots
close up he got hit with 32 shots
overk!ll, i’m tryna make the boy rot
i, know they don’t give a f+ck bout me anyway
i could get hit, they could step on me any day
but i got 35 shots in this mini drake
if he p+ss, these bullets they penetrate
n+++a what the f+ck you talking bout, i be
might just run up in yo house, i might
bring them f+cking choppas out
i’m 4z, b+tch we known to run a route
what the? mask on
ready to hit a n+++a with that, (uh, yeah)
guns on, ready to up that chop and let that, uh
track phone, ready to make that call and end that
b+tch, my back strong, i’ma drop that, gon’ go get that
(bridge)
i’m a cash bandit
i’ma get that money then go feed my family
these p+ssy n++++s super sweet, just like a piece of candy
i f+cked that b+tch one time then disappear, now she can’t stand me
(hook)
my hands sticky from the residue
i’m still on the green box posted
hit my phone if you need to get 1 for the 2
my n++++s steppers, we marching like troops
n+++a i’m forever hustling, b+tch i’m thugging
i won’t let them play me like a fool
b+tches tell me i’m the goat
i catch that pack like wide receiver
trap out the house, making plays off a beeper
i don’t know y’all, i ain’t serving yo people
can’t leave the house without my pole, b+tch
i’m tryna get rich
i’m in the hood, i’ma trap with a stick
streets f+cked up but that money my b+tch
(verse 2)
g star on my jeans, i’m a gangster
you know we in the streets, my n++++s plugged in like cable
really posted in the 6, but i ain’t talking bout decatur
my n++++s really in the streets making transactions like a waiter
hit the plug like what’s the drop see what them price is like
he lookin’ sweet, the price is right
if he don’t go, he gotta die
you know me, i’m ready to roll that dice
you know me, i’m ready to go + that night
you know me, i’m ready to blow on sight
choppa might make a f+ck n+++a beg for his life
i’m ready to bang with a gun in my right, be quiet
(hook)
my hands sticky from the residue
i’m still on the green box posted
hit my phone if you need to get 1 for the 2
my n++++s steppers, we marching like troops
n+++a i’m forever hustling, b+tch i’m thugging
i won’t let them play me like a fool
b+tches tell me i’m the goat
i catch that pack like wide receiver
trap out the house, making plays off a beeper
i don’t know y’all, i ain’t serving yo people
can’t leave the house without my pole, b+tch
i’m tryna get rich
i’m in the hood, i’ma trap with a stick
streets f+cked up but that money my b+tch
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