M Preskitt - Talking Shit

Why the heck is everybody talking shit about me. Like, I'm a nice guy. I don't wanna hurt Nobody. I just wanna be friends with everybody and be cool and just make songs and Stuff but y'all are so mean. I'm so nice. But still

Everybody talking shit
Talking shit, they talking shit
Everybody talking shit
Talking shit talking shit
And they think that they
Talking slick talking slick
Talking slick
But they keep on just talking shit
Talking shit talking shit

And they
Walking stiff
Like a walking stick (yup)
Thinking that they
Walking big (yup)
Pockets thick
When they hopping in
To the whip they got from
The spot they live
To the bank to the mall to the
Spot they spit they game
To get some dumb hot bitch to
Give them brain
Whats your name?
Whats your sign?
Whats your birthday?
Whats the time?
Damn its late
You hopping in?
I got one spot if you opting in
For a wife for the night
Got to drop the pants
But what
You heard I'm a little bit wild
You heard I ain't got no style (no style)
You heard of the birdies
I flip to the cops and you ain't
Try'na end up in jail (nope)
But fuck that (fuck it)
Fuck what you heard
Fuck what they telling you
Fuck what you learnt
I'm try'na get turnt
I'm try'na get burnt
I'm try'na just run this shit
King of the earth
King of the ring of the
And the king of the turf
I'm try'na be running and
Growing and flying
So why am I listening to you
When you just be lying and
Talking to all your
Girlfriends when

Everybody talking shit
Talking shit, they talking shit
Everybody talking shit
Talking shit talking shit
And they think that they
Talking slick talking slick
Talking slick
But they keep on just talking shit
Talking shit talking shit
Everybody talking shit
Talking shit, they talking shit
Everybody talking shit
Talking shit talking shit
And they think that they
Talking slick talking slick
Talking slick
But they keep on just talking shit
Talking shit talking shit

Oh you heard I'm a fake (what)
Heard I ain't real
I bet that you heard that I'm
Popping them pills
I bet you said word
Yo I heard he's a li'l
Bit psycho
And might go insane and just kill
But did they tell you...
That I'm a villain and willing to
Fill em with bullets
And pull em apart and just spill em
Like milk
I'm feeling the beat
And I'm killing it
Realer than everyone (yeah)
Everyone stealing from everyone
Everyone kissing on everyone
I'm pissing and
Dissing on everyone (pisss)
I might turn into
Makayla Maroney
And just get to
Flipping on everyone (yeah)
I might get to tripping on everyone
I might turn into Shaquille O'neal
And just get to
Stepping on everyone (step!)
I'm packing a grip
In the back of the whip
And it's black and it's plastic
And filled to the tip
With some tips that hollow
Just follow my shit and
You'll see what I'm spitting
Is fitted for what?
Fitted for war
Bitches like what?
My man are you sure?
You ready for war?
You ready for gossip
You looking for clout
Li'l brother this not it
But still

Everybody talking shit
Talking shit, they talking shit
Everybody talking shit
Talking shit talking shit
And they think that they
Talking slick talking slick
Talking slick
But they keep on just talking shit
Talking shit talking shit
Everybody talking shit
Talking shit, they talking shit
Everybody talking shit
Talking shit talking shit
And they think that they
Talking slick talking slick
Talking slick
But they keep on just talking shit
Talking shit talking shit

I just wanna be rich (rich)
I don't wanna have no kids (no kids)
'Till I find my one true bitch
Who knows how to
Not talk shit (nahh)
When a motherfucker
Coming home late
Gimme dinner on a plate
I need me some head
I don't need no hate
I'm seeing enough of that
Shit on the daily (yup)
They ain't tryna kill me
They just tryna play me
But that shit is worse
'Cause it leaving me vacant
It's making me mad and its
Getting me cranky (grr)
I'm ready to spray up the club
With an Uzi (brrr)
I'm ready to take out a girl
To the movies
I'm jumping in Billie Eilish'es DMs And god I hope she ain't
Picky or choosy
'Cause I got a big head
And it's all full of rhymes
And it ain't good at talking
It is good at timing and flowing
And blowing shit up
Like a motherfucking
Time bomb ticking
You a chiki-chiki-chicken
If you dipping
But you prolly would be honestly
A victim
If you thinking of sticking around
A minute when I been in a mood
And I'm booger flicking
If I'm coming and you looking
Seeing motherfuckers running
Just know that I took a minute
And I'm finally flipping
And killing y'all
And all my enemies
Fidget spinners
Finally stopped spinning but

Everybody talking shit
Talking shit, they talking shit
Everybody talking shit
Talking shit talking shit
And they think that they
Talking slick talking slick
Talking slick
But they keep on just talking shit
Talking shit talking shit
Everybody talking shit
Talking shit, they talking shit
Everybody talking shit
Talking shit talking shit
And they think that they
Talking slick talking slick
Talking slick
But they keep on just talking shit
Talking shit talking shit

Written by:
Mathew Leal

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