
Just Talking Saxkboy KD & That Mexican OT
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[Intro: Saxkboy KD]
Tick tock, tick tock, you're running out of time (Out of time-time)
Spin 'round the block, yeah, my shooters gon' slide (You can't hide)
Tick tock, tick tock, you're running out of time (Where the members? TP, baby)
Time is money but there's money on my mind (Run it back, Playboi, ayy)
[Chorus: Saxkboy KD]
Said he gon' kill who? Nigga just talking (Said what?)
Sliding on who? These niggas still walking (Still walking)
Shooting at who? I ain't hear shit sparking (Brrt, here shit sparking)
These niggas ain't sparking (Yeah, yeah)
Said he gon' kill who? Nigga just talking (Said what?)
Sliding on who? These niggas still walking (On who?)
Shooting at who? I ain't hear shit sparking (Here shit sparking)
Boom, boom, boom, gang put him in a coffin
[Verse 1: Saxkboy KD]
I don’t give a fuck 'bout a bitch
When I dated a bitch (What?), they ain't cut me no slack
They fucked her (Yeah)
I had a heart, but they ripped it to pieces (They did), now I invested the rest in these duffels
I know it take time but I ain't wasting mine on shit
You want me? First, send me some money (A bag)
It took some time to write up some rhymes like this, now look at me, Trigga, I'm on it (Yeah)
Spitting them facts (Yeah)
Hop in the Benz and I pop me a 10 and I'm all in the back where the seats lay back (Lay back)
Told her mistreat me again and I'm fucking her friends and recording them
That's just that (Just that)
Thinking they gangster, they throwing them slugs
Okay, one text and I'm getting him wacked
Like it's subliminal
Make him lay in his bushes (Yeah), get rid of him (Let's go)
I'm phenomenal
A magician, I clap three times and he gone
Fuck 'em
He ain't standing on business, he a errand boy that clean shit up in the trap
Miss them? Fuck it, we sending you wit' 'em
Hit 'em
45 colt shooting missiles
If you wearing my jewelry, you victim
I don't give a fuck 'bout who else wit' 'em
Split 'em
Dead man, dead man, dead man, R.I.P. (Dead man)
I got ten on 'em, work clean, come get this prize
Please don't waste my time, I'll lose my mind
Shit, everybody hit
Get caught lackin' and shoot 'em in his shit
Huh, then burry them sticks (Come on)
Tick tock, tick tock, you're running out of time (Out of time-time)
Spin 'round the block, yeah, my shooters gon' slide (You can't hide)
Tick tock, tick tock, you're running out of time (Where the members? TP, baby)
Time is money but there's money on my mind (Run it back, Playboi, ayy)
[Chorus: Saxkboy KD]
Said he gon' kill who? Nigga just talking (Said what?)
Sliding on who? These niggas still walking (Still walking)
Shooting at who? I ain't hear shit sparking (Brrt, here shit sparking)
These niggas ain't sparking (Yeah, yeah)
Said he gon' kill who? Nigga just talking (Said what?)
Sliding on who? These niggas still walking (On who?)
Shooting at who? I ain't hear shit sparking (Here shit sparking)
Boom, boom, boom, gang put him in a coffin
[Verse 1: Saxkboy KD]
I don’t give a fuck 'bout a bitch
When I dated a bitch (What?), they ain't cut me no slack
They fucked her (Yeah)
I had a heart, but they ripped it to pieces (They did), now I invested the rest in these duffels
I know it take time but I ain't wasting mine on shit
You want me? First, send me some money (A bag)
It took some time to write up some rhymes like this, now look at me, Trigga, I'm on it (Yeah)
Spitting them facts (Yeah)
Hop in the Benz and I pop me a 10 and I'm all in the back where the seats lay back (Lay back)
Told her mistreat me again and I'm fucking her friends and recording them
That's just that (Just that)
Thinking they gangster, they throwing them slugs
Okay, one text and I'm getting him wacked
Like it's subliminal
Make him lay in his bushes (Yeah), get rid of him (Let's go)
I'm phenomenal
A magician, I clap three times and he gone
Fuck 'em
He ain't standing on business, he a errand boy that clean shit up in the trap
Miss them? Fuck it, we sending you wit' 'em
Hit 'em
45 colt shooting missiles
If you wearing my jewelry, you victim
I don't give a fuck 'bout who else wit' 'em
Split 'em
Dead man, dead man, dead man, R.I.P. (Dead man)
I got ten on 'em, work clean, come get this prize
Please don't waste my time, I'll lose my mind
Shit, everybody hit
Get caught lackin' and shoot 'em in his shit
Huh, then burry them sticks (Come on)
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