[Intro: Pi'erre Bourne]
Pi'erre Balmain (Balmain)
All this chit chat, all this chit chat, huh
Yeah
Say it with your chest nigga

[Chorus: Pi'erre Bourne & Wiz Khalifa]
All this chit chat, all this chit chat, all this chit chat, huh (Ay)
All this chit chat, all this chit chat, all this chit chat, huh (Ay)
All this chit chat, all this chit chat, all this chit chat, huh (Ay)
All this chit chat, all this chit chat, all this chit chat, huh (Ay)
All this chit chat, all this chit chat, all this chit chat, huh (Ay)
All this chit chat, all this chit chat, all this chit chat, huh (Ay)
All this chit chat, all this chit chat, all this chit chat, huh (Ay)
All this chit chat, all this chit chat, all this chit chat, huh (Okay) (Ay)

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
I might fuck once, I don't wanna call the bitch back
This ain't regular all this KK in a big bag
See my dawgs and all you see is fools with big racks
He at home, he tryna find out where his bitch at
All these niggas, you ain't practice you ain't ballin' with us
Put my all in, you be conscious with it
Make em' sick, I got em' nauseous
Cullinan wonder what it-what it cost
I ain't just come up, I been putting work in, lil' nigga
Grindin' for mine that's for certain
Now I get a hundred for verses, and fuck it, my record is perfect
Don't listen to—
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