Q&A 323 - Talk My Shit

Armani
Yes Quan
Friend we got to get ready for this party in the hills
What you finna where?
Child I'm going just like this
Oh ok then friend, talk your shit
No bitch, I'm finna pop my shit
Everybody really tryna look like this
Q&A in the spot
Can't dress like this
Baddest in the game
Came to pop my shit
Just know when I step Imma talk my shit
(Shhh)
Came to talk my shit
(Ahh)
Came to talk my shit
(Shhh)
Came to talk my shit
(Ahh)
Came to talk my shit
Bad ass bitch from the East to the West
Came for the bag
I ain't tryna have sex
Stay in my lane cuz I know I'm up next
Imma call up daddy he gone sign these checks
Why these bitches broke
Y'all some nasty hoes
When they see me walk like this
Bitches gonna choke
(Shhh)
Came to talk my shit
(Ahhh)
Came to talk my shit
(Shhh)
Came to talk my shit
(Ahhh)
Came to talk my shit
Watch me talk my shit
Bitch go fix yo wig
All these hoes is sick
Suckin too much DICK
Baddest in the game
Hoe stay in yo lane
Puttin ice in my chain
Y'all shootin y'all veins
I'm stealing ya mane
Can't worry bout the fame
Too fierce, can't tame
Yo nigga givin' brain
Now talk about my brand
No not only fans
If he wanna see it
He gone have to drop a band
Now talk about my brand
No not only fans
If he wanna see it
He gone have to drop a band
Ooo blow that gas it's A1
Speeding in my Audi
And not the A1
Pink slip on my dash
I paid in all 1's
Now I've talked my shit
And flexed all in 1
(Shhh)
Came to talk my shit
(Ahhh)
Came to talk my shit
(Shhh)
Came to talk my shit
(Ahhh)
Came to talk my shit
(Shhh)
Came to talk my shit
(Ahhh)
Came to talk my shit
(Shhh)
Came to talk my shit
(Ahhh)
Came to talk my shit

Written by:
Armani Rhodes, Baby Quan

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