Make It Obvious

Lyrics

[Intro] Ha, LUCIID, what the fuck? [Chorus] Talking shit will get you cracked Talking shit will get you packed That bitch a baller, she go for the sack Finna make love to the bitch in a tonka truck That bitch a thottie, yeah, she wanna talk to us Young nigga, see through the fake with binoculars You not from 'round here, you cannot be one of us When I'm in love, I do not make it obvious Talking shit will get you cracked Talking shit will get you packed That bitch a baller, she go for the sack Finna make love to the bitch in a tonka truck That bitch a thottie, yeah, she wanna talk to us Young nigga, see through the fake with binoculars You not from 'round here, you cannot be one of us When I'm in love, I do not make it obvious [Post-Chorus] Can't make it obvious, no, that's not how I roll Never keep it tucked, yeah, my choppa take a toll on me Tryna cuff just 'cause we fucked, no, that's not how it goes, dummy Sorry, bitch, you out of luck, I got places to go, woah [Verse] I did it all dolo Now I got the gang with me That nigga was hoeless, now I got like twenty bitches tryna hang with me I was talking shit like this before the money, nothing really changed with me I was talking shit like this before the money, nothing really changed, oh Breaking backs, feel like Bane, oh That bitch on me, candy cane, oh I got the drip on me, am I right? I got like six more versions of me, niggas call me Pain Yeah, lil' slut 'bout to up the score, wait She tryna sneak me in her crib, like lock the door, wait These niggas think I'm not ready to go to war, ayy Bitch, stop calling my phone, you know I'm tryna record, you know I'm tryna record [Chorus] Talking shit will get you cracked Talking shit will get you packed That bitch a baller, she go for the sack Finna make love to the bitch in a tonka truck That bitch a thottie, yeah, she wanna talk to us Young nigga, see through the fake with binoculars You not from 'round here, you cannot be one of us When I'm in love, I do not make it obvious Talking shit will get you cracked Talking shit will get you packed That bitch a baller, she go for the sack Finna make love to the bitch in a tonka truck That bitch a thottie, yeah, she wanna talk to us Young nigga, see through the fake with binoculars You not from 'round here, you cannot be one of us When I'm in love, I do not make it obvious [Post-Chorus] Can't make it obvious, no, that's not how I roll Never keep it tucked, yeah, my choppa take a toll on me Tryna cuff just 'cause we fucked, no, that's not how it goes, dummy Sorry, bitch, you out of luck, I got places to go, woah [Outro] Let's go, woah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Ayy, woah Ayy Can't make it obvious, no, that's not how I roll Never keep it tucked, yeah, my choppa take a toll on me Tryna cuff just 'cause we fucked, no, that's not how it goes, dummy Sorry, bitch, you out of luck, I got places to—