Talk To Me Nice

歌手: The Game Meek Mill Moneybagg Yo Blxst • 专辑:DRILLMATIC Heart vs. Mind • 发布时间:2022-08-12
作词 : Jayceon Terrell Taylor/Robert Rihmeek Williams/Demario DeWayne White, Jr.
 作曲 : Jayceon Terrell Taylor/Robert Rihmeek Williams/Demario DeWayne White, Jr.
 Meek Milly, uh

 I'm gettin' head in my Lambo (Lambo)
 Too many sticks in my bando (Yeah)
 All we talk is that brick talk (Brick talk)
 Nigga Kyrie with the handles (Skrrt, skrrt)
 Everybody poppin' this lit shit (Lit shit)
 'Til we come blow out your candles (Brr)
 Young nigga poppin' that big shit (Big shit)
 And I stay strapped like a sandal, woah, wait (Shee)
 Chanel on my bitch
 Ain't gotta tell you to tell that I'm rich
 Get out of pocket, we murder your dog, forty start barkin' and turn him a vic'
 Spin on the opps, we gon' murder the boss, I put the call and they comin' to hit
 Strappin' like we never heard of the law, one thing about me, I'm never gon' snitch, huh
 You was just talkin' that justice reform, **** is you doin'? Aw, man
 I been in the trap all week, niggas cookin' popcorn and sellin' hard tan (Yeah)
 Shorty wanna Netflix, chill, I don't rеally, really wanna kick it, Van Damme (Yeah)
 I'm thе type **** a bad bitch first night, then kick the ho out like Pam

 Ayy (Ayy)
 I'm too big headed to take your advice, so talk to me nice
 Might designer the couch and **** up your whites, we do what we like (Yeah)
 Bitch so bad, might blow through bags, yeah, to **** up her life (**** up her life)
 The diamonds, they came with a birth certificate, ain't overnight
 Fifty pack, all blue face
 It come a few ways, yeah, yeah
 I go too cray, if I do say so myself
 This my new bae, she go two way, well, well
 I go too crazy, if I do say so myself

 Where the steppers at? (Where the steppers at?)
 I came to step on shit (Step on shit)
 Where the weapons at? (Where the weapons at?)
 I'm on my FN shit (FN shit)
 Been had a fifty clip
 He wasn't on my second shit
 This album got Ye on it, startin' to feel like a testament
 I throw them money bags, yo, that's why my section lit
 And you can tell which one of these hoes just gave me head, she suckin' on peppermints
 Grammy nominated, forty million records sold, that's not what a legend is
 The Draco is camouflage 'cause inside of the Fendi is leopard print
 Niggas still smokin' chronic? Psh, I got a bitch in the Netherlands, all out of element
 Took her to Dr. Miami and now she look better than Evelyn
 She got a Drac' too, swingin' like it's the trunk on an elephant
 I ****ed her on day two, hot sauce in the condom, we killin' the evidence
 They killin' rap niggas, I'm losin' competitors
 I pull up in a red Rolls, stop givin' flowers to niggas I'm better than
 Me versus everybody, nigga, it is what I said it is
 And you know I'm gang related, let us in, I came with my relatives
 And tonight—

 Ayy (Ayy)
 I'm too big headed to take your advice, so talk to me nice
 Might designer the couch and **** up your whites, we do what we like (Yeah)
 Bitch so bad, might blow through bags, yeah, to **** up her life (**** up her life)
 The diamonds, they came with a birth certificate, ain't overnight
 Fifty pack, all blue face
 It come a few ways, yeah, yeah
 I go too cray, if I do say so myself
 This my new bae, she go two way, well, well
 I go too crazy, if I do say so myself

 Talk to me nice, lil' bitch
 I'm loaded, don't ask for the price of shit (Don't do that)
 Too player, it's in me, not on me, I'll stick knock a ho in a Nike fit (Yeah, yeah)
 Put on for my clique, I'm real as it gets
 'Fore I purchased the drank, I gave it a kiss
 Had to make sure it's right (Mwah)
 They tryna say we bipolar (Why?), me and this Glock got a switch
 Fifty somethin' racks for a six-hour flight
 Just to turn back around, I'ma be back tonight
 Talk to me nice, you don't get to meet twice (Nah)
 **** all them blogs tryna use me for hype (Bitch)
 In the bando with no lights where you find us (Been trappin')
 We was just minors (Back then)
 Money in front of me, bullshit behind us (Focus)
 We just vibin', don't mind us (Yeah, yeah)
 Bloody Lamborghini Urus
 She was moppin' while I'm steerin'
 AR pistol, I'm insured
 Won't let you take me from my children
 Choppers, brr, brr
 VVS's chillin', burr
 No cut, all I sip is pure
 Fly before I board the Lear (Big Bagg)

 Ayy (Ayy)
 I'm too big headed to take your advice, so talk to me nice
 Might designer the couch and **** up your whites, we do what we like (Yeah)
 Bitch so bad, might blow through bags, yeah, to **** up her life (**** up her life)
 The diamonds, they came with a birth certificate, ain't overnight
 Fifty pack, all blue face
 It come a few ways, yeah, yeah
 I go too cray, if I do say so myself
 This my new bae, she go two way, well, well
 I go too crazy, if I do say so my—
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