[Intro]
(Marc Boomin, this you?)
Yeah, what up, Marc Boomin, nigga?
Rio Da Yung OG, nigga, Boyz in this bitch
Ayy
[Chorus]
I'm a motherfuckin' shit talker
I am not a rapper, baby, I be shit talkin'
This Draco made a nigga jump, I just Kris Kross-ed him
Tie a nigga up, then drown him in a tub of Flint water
I'm a shit talker, I just be shit talkin'
Bring a shovel, thinkin' you gon' take this dog shit off me
Put a kilo in the press, make this brick smaller
[Verse 1]
Put a kilo in the press, now this bitch little
Mama told me take a grip on life, I'd rather grip pistols
I don't smoke, so I don't break down 'Woods, I'd rather rip tissue
Bitch, raise your hand before you speak or I'ma dismiss you
I just got some bad news, we got a big issue
My people mama called me cryin', he bought big crystals
Had to switch the cut I used to use 'cause the mix killed him
My nigga paid a bitch and he ain't fuck, I think the bitch tricked him
Hit a nigga with a bag and tell him get with me
I poured my cup and drunk it fast, I'm a big sipper
We in Cali in the Wraith with a big four-nickel
Laid my seat back and I looked up and seen the Big Dipper
I'm arrogant, my head huge, and it's gettin' bigger
Get my bag, perform my songs, and dip, I don't tip strippers
Stick your leg out, I'm shootin' it off, you can't trip a tripper
I'm tryna mix a thousand grams, I need a big blender
(Marc Boomin, this you?)
Yeah, what up, Marc Boomin, nigga?
Rio Da Yung OG, nigga, Boyz in this bitch
Ayy
[Chorus]
I'm a motherfuckin' shit talker
I am not a rapper, baby, I be shit talkin'
This Draco made a nigga jump, I just Kris Kross-ed him
Tie a nigga up, then drown him in a tub of Flint water
I'm a shit talker, I just be shit talkin'
Bring a shovel, thinkin' you gon' take this dog shit off me
Put a kilo in the press, make this brick smaller
[Verse 1]
Put a kilo in the press, now this bitch little
Mama told me take a grip on life, I'd rather grip pistols
I don't smoke, so I don't break down 'Woods, I'd rather rip tissue
Bitch, raise your hand before you speak or I'ma dismiss you
I just got some bad news, we got a big issue
My people mama called me cryin', he bought big crystals
Had to switch the cut I used to use 'cause the mix killed him
My nigga paid a bitch and he ain't fuck, I think the bitch tricked him
Hit a nigga with a bag and tell him get with me
I poured my cup and drunk it fast, I'm a big sipper
We in Cali in the Wraith with a big four-nickel
Laid my seat back and I looked up and seen the Big Dipper
I'm arrogant, my head huge, and it's gettin' bigger
Get my bag, perform my songs, and dip, I don't tip strippers
Stick your leg out, I'm shootin' it off, you can't trip a tripper
I'm tryna mix a thousand grams, I need a big blender
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