Dirty Talk

Lyrics

[Intro] Set to my case, wanna let it pop, pop, pop Face no trace when escape, pop, pop, pop Fucka go froze ice, pop, pop, pop, pop Go straight to the fucka brain, pop, pop, pop And I let the bitch freak And the bitch gone geek Need a problem from I don't wanna see, see [Verse 1] Think we just a little different Loved a bitch before but never missed it Who was I kidding? I'm one for the distance Don't talk at all unless it's triple digits Fuckas want problems till they can't fix it Fuckas want problems till they can't fix it Fuckas want problems till they can't fix it Bitch want smoke, hoe I gotchu Bring that same pace, who goin stop you? Living fake fake bitch I spot you Feign for the digits I been locked too Selfish as fuck, I got lists I can't cut I got a problem to talk, bitch don't bring it to us We don't fly with the fucks, know you lookin for such I just peep what I must, yuh Bitch I know it's a problem I ain't tryna show why I got em Everybody know how I drop in Bitch show face when he poppin Tryna find ways through my process I ain't been trippin with my progress I'm a bit much for the digest Watch them come up just to digress [Verse 2] I'm crashin, feel fantastic Throwing hands when I get too active Bitches only come around for the traction Tryna act like I already have it My world my own, my tragic Thoughts been too much for action Thoughts been too much for action Money never came in Private schools never handled my patience Barely keepin up with the fuckin payment Matter of fact we ain't never had savings Mold on the ceiling that I'm prayin Too much to explain, so I vacant No lapse, I go back to the pavement Keep my life out your mouth and ya statements [Chorus] And I let the bitch freak And the bitch gone geek Need a problem from I don't wanna see, see And I let the bitch freak And the bitch gone geek Need a problem from I don't wanna see, see [Post-Chorus] Set to my case, wanna let it pop, pop, pop Face no trace when escape, pop, pop, pop Fucka go froze ice, pop, pop, pop, pop Go straight to the fucka brain, pop, pop, pop Bitch want smoke, hoe I gotchu Bring that same pace, who goin stop you? Living fake fake bitch I spot you Feign for the digits I been locked too [Verse 3] Nameless Pussy boy ended up brainless Bitch too bad, too shameless Fuck around, make a bitch famous I don't wanna feel where the pain is I don't wanna feel where the pain is Nameless Pussy boy ended up brainless Nameless Pussy boy ended up brainless Bitch too bad, too shameless Fuck around, make a bitch famous I don't wanna feel where the pain is I don't wanna feel where the pain is Nameless Pussy boy ended up brainless