Done Talk

[Intro: Ghostface600 & Russ]

Traphouse Mob

Dumpa

Big rasclart Dumpa, you get me?

Hold tight my nigga Russ, you get me?

Splash

It's nothing, you get me?

Fuck them fake Block 6 niggas you get me?

Ay

Bunch of snitches and bowcats, you know like that?

I love MR WOT entertainment

[Verse 1: Russ]

Too-too chatty-chatty love chat suh (Chateisha)

I got a blade on my waist, just backup (Backup)

I get splashy-splashy if they act up (Splash)

Flick that chest, yes, he got splashed up (Dip that)

Outfit's red, looking like Santa

Cunch is great, ying yang gets wrapped up

Fly them birds, them man can't catch up

Free Nut, free my whole batch out (Free 'em up, free 'em up)

And no cuts, tear your whole back out

Curl out boys, screaming out papa

Real bedroom bully like Shabba (Yes)

Russ with the Russ, ain't into no passa (Bow)

Big fuck off spliffs just like a Rasta

Fuck chasing man I got asthma (Got asthma)

Ten toes, peds or cabs, gang

Squeezed up bare and they ran (Splash up)

Splash up two tee like your nan (Splash)

Splash, get slapped and hope it don't jam

Dash and panic, screaming out "Nan"

Oi, get him, sweep the young man

Fly them birds like Peter not Pan

Racks, bands from ying and that yang (Splash)

Splash Gang, you heard about man (Splash, splash)

Wait, let me just switch up the flow (Mad)

Weight got bait 24 let's go

Fuck off metal from my waist to my toe

Dip more that several, ching, splash then I go (Mad)

Man fly O, cah I do them tings

Tay with Katy, Sophie and Jim (Mad)

Drizzy Drake, hotline just blings (Bling)

Adding that K, get splashed, get chinged (Splash)

Every ting madzo 'cause I can't think

Ammy, Jet Li, make my eyes go chink

Drown him, drown him

Make the perp sink (Cool down)

Ain't on piss, I can't war with him (Pussy)

Man still gunned down the ride, fucked him (Gun him up)

Perp boy run off and hide, they're wimp

That girl dead up, she look like Sim (Dead)

Them boy run off with their bredrins (Pussies)

[Verse 2: CH]

"CH don't come to the B"? Like I didn't see you

So Foreign got bored up (Chatty)

Yes I love my life, put my hands in the air

Thank God that none of mine's fallen (Thank God)

Couple man in the ding, the ding don't whizz

Automatic so there’s no way stalling ('Matic)

Like mention my name in the track

But ain't touch my skin so Digga stop talking (You liar)

Where's KK? I'm on B-Side

When I see him I'ma have him where the floor is (Some dickhead)

Face in the floor getting back all drenched

I ain't leaving 'til the blood's done pouring (Soaking)

Samurai Jack, man hop off the back

Get drenched in all for the talking (Like, grab him)

Like I'm sitting in the trap till way past 6

Pack done and we're gonna get more in (Ring, ring)

Jakes just pulled this whip

Man step on the peddle and floor it (Skrr, skrr)

All 5 up in the whip but not one of us in here bought it (Not one of us)

Me stuck back in the cell like I ain't tryna hear that nonsense (No way)

Man skidd and skrr from coppers

We taking lefts and dodge them (Taking lefts)

He's tryna run fast in the car, 'til he got hit with the object (Bow, dickhead)

I'm feeling like Flipz, don't talk, bill the amm ting like fuck sys' (Fuck the sys')

Samurai in my jacket, man unzip that and just back it (Lengthy)

Like, dem man attack me on YouTube, real life I get attacking

On your mains just grab him (Grab him)

Man claim B-Side, man stab him (Jook, jook)

Enemies that drop, man stomping and stabbing (Stabbing)

Can't tell me about active (Active)

Who's the yute? I don't know him (Who is he?)

Man back it out they start blowing (Blowing out, dickhead)

Man back it out they start blowing