[Intro: Coolie Cut & Ski Mask The Slump God]
Talk that shit
Haha Ew (Aye)
My throat feel like laze, bitch, I feel like I got a frog in my throat
It's lit though, Bitch!
Ronny J produced it!
[Chorus: Ski Mask The Slump God]
I might pack a pistol in my purse
Told that bitch hold down the crip, cause I got court
If they lock me up, make sure I got a port
When I jump for my judges, bitch from an angle
Like I'm curt, Like I'm curt, Okay like
Jack Frost cold with Frankenstein's sleeves
Diamond bitch, stress fuck a prince planteen
If a fuckin' nigga, try to not fuck with Ski
Okay (Okay), getting hit
Okay like shooting 'em, aiming 'em
Shooting 'em, aiming, 'em
DYLANN ROOF, shoot up the place
Shooting 'em aiming 'em, Shooting 'em aiming 'em
DYLANN ROOF, shoot up the place
Jack Frost cold with Frankenstein's coat
Jugg walk two bitch, can you dougie, bitch
[Verse 1: Rawhool Mane]
I got a hole for the bae (for the bae)
She suck my dick everyday (everyday)
When I leave she hella stay (stay)
But she know I gotta get paid (paid)
I might just call her Lil Tay (Tay)
I'm out for the night with the play (with the play)
Said this party is hoes like it's sleigh (Like a sleigh)
Said it's "lit" I'ma be on my way (on my way)
No I don't bang, but I stay got to stand clip it hang
Last one hit, but you probably get stained, If I be with your bitch
Bet she get brain, two of the hoes with some mane
Bitch, you think I be spelling my name
Go to my lobby, you know that's dank, That's where I
Got them, my chopper my chain
Yeah, yeah I need some hoe gonorrhea
I dip in your bitch got her feet up
She suck dick and then look at my seatah
Call her Yachty when I need a re-up
Talking shit, but my brother get beat up
Got a bitch and she look like Aaliyah (who?)
Heard your bitch she be whipping the KIA
Wanna hop and fuck in the KIA (ayy, ayy ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Chorus: Ski Mask The Slump God]
I might pack a pistol in my purse
Told that bitch hold down the crip, cause I got court
If they lock me up, make sure I got a port
When I jump for my judges, bitch from an angle
Like I'm curt, Like I'm curt, Okay like
Jack Frost cold with Frankenstein's sleeves
Diamond bitch, stress fuck a prince planteen
If a fuckin' nigga, try to not fuck with Ski
Okay (okay) getting hit
Okay like shooting 'em, aiming 'em
Shooting 'em, aiming, 'em
DYLANN ROOF, shoot up the place
Shooting 'em aiming 'em, Shooting 'em aiming 'em
DYLANN ROOF, shoot up the place
Jack Frost cold with Frankenstein's coat
Jugg walk two bitch, can you dougie, bitch
[Verse 2: Coolie Cut]
Got on the bitch like Channel (Channel)
I'm lit like a motherfucking candle (candle)
Fucking a bitch you can't handle (Hey)
She run on my dick like a pole (Ayy)
Ice on me runny nose (nose)
Playing with me you get froze (froze)
Fuckin with gain you get chose (chose)
I'm out for the night, gotta go (go)
Like, nigga keep talking I can't get no fuck
White girl is on me you know its like coke (coke)
Can I get weed? It come straight out the pole (pole)
Hit it one time you "uh uh" choke (choke)
Choking that hoe, that mean kick her outdoor (door)
Splash on you niggas, my diamonds on snow (Mmm)
Bitch you just catching a cold (Mmm, ayy)
Grab on my dick like a pole (Mmm)
Like, I might put that pistol now you merk (Now you merk)
Ayy, like I might fuck your daughter in her skirt (In her skirt yeah)
Yeah, like I might pull that pistol now you merk (Now you merk)
Like, like I might fuck your daughter in her skirt (In her skirt yeah)
[Outro: Coolie Cut]
Yeah (Talk that shit), DYLAN ROOF
Shoot, nigga you know we on the loose
Ayy, Talk That Shit (Talk That Shit)
