Yung Fire - Talkin' My Shit Pt. 3

She asking for my snapchat
Louis V snap back
Got my check imma go n cash that
Sipping on my drank no blackjack

Riding w a choppa
Fuckin on yo only daughter
If you talking down imma beat you like piñata
This a rough draft no edit
Rough around the edges
Cant break the record cus i'm the one that set it
Pulling up got tools in hand
They jealous of my bands
Shawty gimme neck and i know that she a fan
I put my kids up on her face now she telling all her friends
That's just how we do it I'm the mf man
He got sum money like he greedy like the grinch
Somebody call my goons they gone pull in in a van
They gone get to spray but anit talkin tans
Don't act gangsta then crushed up like sum cans
Love when they talk shit
Cause I'm bout shit
And you checkless
Go and check this
You a big bitch
And big snitch
I'll never switch
Never ever quit
For no trick
Hit em a flick
Smack wit a dick
Talkin big sticks
Hit them big liqs

Oh shit

I should really come down
But fuck it tho I'm finna say proud
Imma burn this bitch down
With sound
And the crowd
I anit no clown
Rappin so hard Somebody give me a crown
Cause u know
How I flow
I stay up float
Like a boat
I would never chase a hoe
Cause that's stupid n it's lame
We do not speak the same
You is lame
Getting change
Wantin fame
That is not me

Written by:
kobe nielsen

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