What They Talking About

Lyrics

[Intro: LD and Dimzy] Still hoppin' out four-doors, still hoppin' out ten toes, two waps What they talkin' bout? [Hook: Dimzy] They ain't walkin' what they talkin', what they talkin' 'bout? We get the dingers and the spinners and we rollin' out We love the dotty but the automatic's comin' out I'm rein' up when the ammunition's runnin' out Need gelato but I'm smokin' lots of cookie now I don't wanna smoke in weed, I ain't nowhere loud Trident and undercovers wanna take me down (Fuck 'em) But I'm workin' hard, them piss we make the city proud [Verse 1: SJ] Roll in then roll out I remember that quando, hittin' cells all pronto Never five, that's my guy Luger lines, that's number 9s like Rondo Steel pan, that's live drums not bongos It's funny still How niggas talkin' like backchat Pree a man like Snapchat What the fuck do you feel like? (Hating us n*ggas) What you man really talkin' 'bout? Pick it up and go walk around Whip it up and then fork it out [Verse 2: Monkey] Nuttin' ain't change just waps Fuck with gangdem, bring them 40's out What they talkin' 'bout? How much time man had to step and bring then .40s out? (How much times?) Dem boy just wet, dem boy just rap for clout I got big bands in my account Trap house still boomin', trap money account All my bruddas gettin' money 'cause we on the paper route Phone shh for the yea, bro got it, large amounts [Verse 3: Liquez] Get the drop on the opps, then we're comin' 'round (Ay!) Total wipeout if I bring the 'matic out (Grrratt) Guns money and drugs what I rap about (Cos we got it) I really handle my beef, them niggas backin' out I've told man already that 67's still bangin' out Skengs in the ride, windows we be hangin' out I do this for the gang, why you do it for the fuckin' clout? You ain't really 'bout what you rap, you're just a fuckin' clown [Verse 4: Dimzy] They ain't walkin' what they talkin', what they talkin' 'bout? If you see me lurkin' with leathers, I got my cooker 'round Savin' up, alot of 50 pounds Till I'm makin' like 50 thous Stil got beef on the streets so new waps, I'll cop it now All this money I'm spendin' off Truss me, I done made it back Peng tings wanna at me off and tease me with them dirty snaps I lurk around with my drillers dem Ding dongs to the flyest whips Post Trappy, he's flyin' it If I catch a case then I'm fightin' it [Verse 5: LD] Six gang still slidin' through Been on top six years straight, we're the reason you're strip ain't Roll around with the PR in my DSQs (Little pocket rocket ones) Anything that I done, M did it too I roll, Snoops rollin too Pull up on them and burn that (boom baow!) Better hope you can firm that Twist him up his intestines Whole of points do burn that LD, that six god You see the name, I done earned that Trip down the Shalaqua, twist it up and then burn that [Hook: Dimzy] They ain't walkin' what they talkin', what they talkin' 'bout? We get the dingers and the spinners and we rollin' out We love the dotty but the automatic's comin' out I'm rein' up when the ammunition's runnin' out Need gelato but I'm smokin' lots of cookie now I don't wanna smoke in weed, I ain't nowhere loud Trident and undercovers wanna take me down (Fuck 'em) But I'm workin' hard, them piss we make the city proud