[Intro]
Chyeah (Uh), I'm doing it again, they 'tryna stop me, but I'm doing it again (Let's go, chyeah)
Chyeah, and I keep talking to myself, when I keep talking to myself, when I keep talking to myself
[Refrain]
You should go cop the Benz
You should go, fuck her friend
You should run up a M
You should do it again
You should go around the world
You should fuck up the ends
You should show these niggas who's bad
You should walk out with a skeng
[Verse 1]
You should crush up the molly good
You should get out of Hollywood
You should spazz out on every track
Take a baddie and bend her back
You should take care of all of your sons, I'm riding 'round town with the cerelac
I'm totin' the molly, I'm dropping the gun
I think I probably should mention that
I'm droppin the molly, and totin' the gun
I think I should rearrange, ring it back
I finished a day whеre I see em' at
I think I should cause likе [?]
I put insurance on my dog
I think I should Compare the Meerkat
Bad [?], she want my cup, I think I should hit the shit bare-back
They saying my name when I walk in the club, shut up, shut up, shut up
Trying to rap with the one, then you know it's a dub, shut up, shut up, shut up
Trying to tell me how I should go number one, shut up
I think I should focus on now, instead of how long it takes
I feel like I should be 60, oh now I've been cutting the case
I think I should be in Cancun, tucked off with a baddie feeding me grapes
I feel like I got to show love to my Haitians, yeah sak pase
I'm saying wagwan when I link up with Kodak, yeah the Z Look Jamaican
Plastic surgeon, inject myself in the belly, I give it a face
My baddie been working the dick all month, I'm about to give it a pace
I'm in Dubai, I got my stick in the sun, I'm about to sit down with the sheikhs
Feel like I can fly, I got the wings of Ferrari, an angel, the 458 (Let's go)
[Chorus]
And I keep talking to myself
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah, yeah)
And I keep talking to myself
And I keep talking to myself (Uh)
And I keep talking to myself
And I keep talking to my (Self)
And I keep talking to myself
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah, yeah)
And I keep (Chyeah)
[Verse 2]
Billion, billions
I don't want no less
I'm about to speed up the process (Chyeah)
Gang on the road, and we posted
We having a fuck nigga protest
Jermaine Dupri, I'm So Def
I fill up my cup with the prometh-
It's plain to see I'm chosen
Tequila and molly my potion
You know that I slide for my bro-dem
Little Cory with me, that's my bro-dem
She giving me free promotion
Because I gave the baddie my slogan
I gave the baddie my catchphrase
Now she can't do what her man say
I put that yute in an ashtray
We cannot be equal, I'm living so evil, I try to go church on a Saturday
She's speaking in Hebrew, she just wanna pray and make sure everything's okay
I'm rocking Evisu, I baggy the jeans
I take the brick for another day (uh)
Please don't dap me up, I'm keeping it clean
Hand sanitiser in my jeans
I put a baddie in my regime
I put a bad ting in my schedule
All my savages see the devil
All my savages seeing red
All my savages seeing dead
I'm looking classy in the S
Thug on my fire, I'm me in the Benz
They didn't even know I was in the ends
I tinted the windows, I ride with no friends
[Refrain]
You should go cop the Benz
You should go, fuck her friends
You should run up an M
You should do it again
You should go around the world
You should fuck up the ends
You should show these niggas who's bad
You should pop out with the skeng
[Chorus]
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah)
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah)
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah, yeah)
And I keep talking (Chyeah) to myself (Yeah, yeah)
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah, yeah)
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah, yeah)
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah, yeah)
And I keep talking to my (Chyeah, chyeah, uh)