lirik lagu fuquan_chapman - talkin my shit
i’m just trynna stack my bread up
fuckin this b-tch while she holdin’ her legs up
stupid nigga think he clever
ebk we send shots at whoever
my brother told me never let up- black mask with a black -ss beretta
niggas say they gon’ get us, hit em’ with heat like we changin’ the weather
tell you the truth b-tch i’m down for whatever just know i keep two’s in my sweater
b-tch i been chasin my bread up
run up you might not be clever
ebk– we send shots to whoever you niggas change more than the weather shit change all my manners to never
all of y’all niggas be extra you need a pack and he say he want smoke and the dranks
most of these niggas be b-tches ain’t livin’ the life that they say they be livin’
somebody go missin’ they tell em who did it don’t fuck wit’chu niggas you niggas is different
i’m up on you niggas so get on the mission
slide on your block and i won’t even wear-
had to cop us some glocks had to go grab miss tits
i got thirty in this b-tch so if you want me come get it
i’m just trynna stack my bread up
fuckin this b-tch while she holdin’ her legs up
stupid nigga think he clever
ebk we send shots at whoever
my brother told me never let up- black mask with a black -ss beretta
niggas say they gon’ get us, hit em’ with heat like we changin’ the weather
i’m just trynna stack my pesos
go through the same what yo -ss gotta hate fo’
big k’s big draco- aim it at you betta’ do what i say so
fuck fame imma run up my case-o’s
i hit this thing and i lay low
now i’m hot i’m so fuego-
y’all trynna copy the radio
we young but we wild dude we drillin’ shit hop on the stage we gon’ tear down the binky b-tch
finessin’ the plug to the the britches shit movin’ our way now we stackin’ our chips and shit
remember the struggle when pain in shape cops watchin’ me best believe i ain’t sayin’ shit
free my cousin he locked in them chains and shit drivin’ the whip while yo b-tch give me brain and shit (oou)
i’m just trynna stack my bread up
fuckin this b-tch while she holdin’ her legs up
stupid nigga think he clever
ebk we send shots at whoever
my brother told me never let up- black mask with a black -ss beretta
niggas say they gon’ get us, hit em’ with heat like we changin’ the weather
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