Talk of The Town (Freestyle) 163Margs

[Intro]
(F12)

[Verse 1]
On the 'net they move all brave
But live in the flesh, they're doing up skate (Dust)
And if you see me limpin', don't think that I'm injured
I just got my rammy on waist (I got it)
Got it tucked on my waist, get bored in your face
Like four in your face, for talkin' my name
Don't think you can talk on my name
Spot me an opp, then I'm scoring again (You know)
Straight boring, straight boring again (Know)
Verbal don't stop, they're talking again (No)
Leng one, bad one, keep calling again (Uh)
Seem like she wanna be more than a friend
Baby, darling, no need to pretend (No Need)
You know that we seeking for them
Mulla jump off the ped, tryna leave him all drenched (Wet that)
Wet, wet, leave him wet like a sket
If I spot me an opp, Corvette, Corvette
Lean out the ride, shoot it, shoot it (Baow)
Gun on my palm, use it, use it
Or back out my blade, juice him, juice him (Wet that)
Wet him up, chef him up
Man got juice on his blade like 7up
Don't get caught on the lack, it's a tecky one
Shank come very long, catch one chef him up
Chef him up, chef him up, chef him up (Rruh)