Dripped in Paint - Talkin' It Louder

Ain't no back in the day we just tryna get paid
Might not be no tomorrow so I'm living today
Ain't no face then no case if I do do the race nigga fuck all that talking put you in yo place
Bitch you know where we stay we can meet when today
Ain't no talking we pulling up right where you hang
Don't you take me for pussy we come through and do this
We vets and you rookies so don't even play
That young Mexican nigga going hard in the Paint
Ain't gone settle for less give a fuck what you think
I be playing with my kids but you niggas tryna play
Ima show them what it is kick yo' door in and take all yo' mother fucking shit
Then we DIP like my name
Bitch I been put in work you don't know who I am
Better sign to my label while yo homies still can
Bitch we blowing up might take a flight to japan
I ain't giving that hoe nigga clout for the gram
You ain't finna come get me you gone send yo man
Nigga racist as hell talk bout tacos like damn
When these bullet holes eat his ass up like some chicken
Nigga scary as hell why he dont even listen
Fuck all of that bullshit and fuck who he mention
I gave you some love and took care of the business
Ain't asking for shit just sit back pay attention
My nigga lil peso he come and stay with it
Don't you come after me yo career I will end it Dumb ass
I'm finna step harder this rap shit committed
Yo' gang bobbing they head when they hear my next single
Yo' bitch look at my profile and she ready to mingle
She be taking this dick why you tweeting on twitter
You tell her you love her I ain't finna miss her
She reminds me of one of these hoes on the Tinder
Cut his ass up leave his ass in the blender
Boy I don't have no heart bitch I'm cold like the winter
You ain't gotta reply the location I sent it
Ain't no love in these streets when I'm gone they gone miss me
Going harder than ever investing in businesses
Trusting no bitch cause you know they be tricking shit
Talking that shit well I'm talking it louder
Gotta mother fucking family I can't let them down
You already knew I was coming out the A
That's why you was paying attention nigga I knew you was looking hoe ass nigga
No Pain then no gain and you know that's the motto
These bitches be drinking the whole god damn bottle
Got my gang and they ready to squeeze the damn throttle
When it's up there it's stuck there don't you come to the block though
Said that they trynna go kill me stop capping you not though
We bring them thirty's or K's or get drop hoe
Nigga say they be getting money where the guap though
I'm gone ball on his ass like LeBron in the pro's
Bitch you probably be robbing that shit from the store
Holding on the same racks in yo video before
I ain't gotta show money man they know that I'm on
And I'm next in my city whether right or I'm wrong gang

Written by:
payton esquivel

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