Talk About It Kodak Black (Ft. CBE & Humble Haitian)

[Intro: Kodak Black]
Aye, she know I be runnin' it, too
Lil' shawty know I'm full of love
She know I'm bullshittin'
Aye, King, stop playin', boy, turn the light on in here

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
She know I'm bullshittin', she know I'm running the game
Lil' shawty know I'm selling dreams, she buyin' it anyway
Start some beef with me, boy, it'll be over any day
And my plug, he come from Italy, yeah he keep me paid
Everyday I'm sippin' on remedy, yeah I keep that drank
They need to free my dogs literally 'cause they in a cage
I fuck with youngins sometimes
You straight, but you got crooked ways
Life's a gamble, crushin' beans all in my ace of spades
Know I used to fuck with Sheen 'til I heard he gay
I heard a nigga stuck a broom right up his dirty ass
And, I be on a molly sippin' Grand Marnier
And, I don't like nobody, so get out my face
And, I be out here wilin', bitch, I'm young and violent
Aye, I'll get out my body, I get out my lane
I be way in Venus, I get out my space
The Devil, he be creepin', get him out my space
I'm slidin' wit' my toast, but it'll get you baked
And, I don't need a holster when it's on my waist
Yeah, I'm a hell raiser, but I'm heaven made
I'm a Gemeni, so I got 7 ways
And I poured the lean up in my lemonade
I use this shit to my advantage, call it 7 days
And I stack it like a sandwich wit' no mayonnaise
I swear sometimes I wanna tell you, but I don't ever say