lirik lagu joseph mcfashion – talkin shit
[verse 1 ?]
i can see you p~ssy n~ggas through ya’ll smartphones
sneak dissin on that twitter, ow that boy gone
b~tch huh, i just broke the bank, wels fargo
[?] really on fire [?]
23 for that turn around
30 n~gga if i sit it down
[?] [?]
they got me on my bullsh~t, i gotta chill out
n~gga f~ck a drive by, we gon get out
pressure bust pipes, we gon see what you really bout
we the ones got that work in the vacant house
[?] clip look like mickey mouse
[?] shoot up houses
my dawg come broad day, n~gga with no problems
[?] big glock 40 n~gga, with no chopper
big glock 40 with no chopper
[verse 2 ?]
joseph hit me up, he said he need a classic
pocket full of blues, we don’t f~ck with plastic
a n~gga cross that line, them choppers coming
my n~ggas really on slide, [?] droppin something
bandgang, fast money boys
i just made a play on [?]
road runners, keep them things around
i’m fresh off the road, b~tch [?]
i got [?] with me, ar 15 with me
just know that b~tch [?] with me
last year i sware i blew a clean 50
currently i’m [?] with me
all the junkies love me, all this money on me
walking out luie v like i got [?] on me
[?] spent my whole year touring
b~tch think i’m on something, i ain’t got sh~t for her
[verse 3 ?]
get a bag boys b~tch, young king talking
used to [?]
yeah they down nervous, cause i got a lotta bands
come back with them sleves, [?] your b~tch up at [?]
[?] downtown, just to add it up
f~ck you poor ass n~ggas, and them plastic bucks
[?] gloves like boxing, bag heavy as [?]
n~ggas glorifying broke and [?] she start hiring
counting old bands, keeping up with day to day
tryna drive a whip, you gotta unlock on the racing game
i ain’t showing off, it’s in my and, can’t fit [?]
i been the boss, you been the crumb, i took a minute off
having work issues, we can be the answer
we ain’t doing [?] watching, n~ggas up their standards
you ever made all the decisions on the whole thing
you stealing crumbs boy, you worser than the dope feends
[verse 4: molly brazy]
it’s molly brazy, brazy baby got me feeling like i’m 80’s
living like a boss, that’s why all these rapping b~tches hate me
i’m the greatest, you the lamest
keep on dissing, cause you nameless
don’t know names, but i know faces
white diamonds like i’m racist
only traces i be cases, yeah you seen me on the news
shut up b~tch, watch your mouth before you be on that b~tch too
yeah i’m trippin in the coupe
and your n~gga like me too
how you wanna hate me boo?
look at me, then look at you
b~tch
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