Talk Shit

Lyrics

HOOK: Talk shit get hit, you stupid Heard a couple things about you, no cupid Lupus, many things wrong with ya fluids Delicate little flower, tulip Talk shit get hit, you stupid Heard a couple things about you, no cupid Lupus, many things wrong with ya fluids Keep ya mouth closed now, don't be foolish Now, this sounds too peaceful pertaining to the shit I'm 'bout to spit about a few of you people Words gon' smack like a steamroll Pre-roll first then I'm bursting on your ass like a seam bro He's slow, body by blow and a cheese roll Gimpy ass bitch might as well call ya Nemo Creepo, starin' at chicks through a peephole and never let 'em leave, kinda rapey for a ski pole Oh HOOK "Why you think you're gonna make it? You ain't got shit. Go n spit another free about your shrimp ass dick. So sick, bet a lotta pеople love that shit. And I'm guessing that's the reason why you're so damn big" Shit takes time, I know you're just mad you ain't got the balls to do what I'm doin' while I make mine It's fine, you're a shitty ass friend and undeserving of my face time I hope you die by a freight line No spine, it's been evident since age 9 Limited in every way, you're on the decline But I'm fine, pretty divine Kick back, I'mma recline The world is yours, go redesign A real homie won't go fuck you over 9x9 times Peace sign 'till I'm pissin' on your peace sign HOOK Little boy with the nuts tucked, I told you shut the fuck up, nobody's ever hit you, I'll be first up And I don't care about the charges, they'll be quickly disregarded, when I slap you 'cross the face 'till you're retarded This was really pretty modest, I mean I really coulda gone much harder but this ain't the beat for the type of beating that I'm finna put up on ya It's upon ya, an all out war, we're gonna have to call it Contra I swear I'd serve time just to stomp ya... Y'all shouldn't be here any longer