Artist: Lil Gotit Album: Talkin Bout Nun (S) Song: Talkin Bout Nun Typed by: AZ Lyrics (It's crazy bout a drug You know it Hood baby) He ain't talkin' bout nothin', my shooters they here, all ready all that He screamin' slatt, but he know he don't live like that He still like designer, boy, you know you don't roll like that Two different ways, niggas know I took my own wave Everybody thuggin' Everybody muggin' Backwood, we smokin' that Russian We some hardbodies, screamin' fuck it They look like twelve we gon' double it Drop the Xan' in the drank, it start bubblin' Slime ave on the way Slime ave don't play Magnolia, I'm boolin' wit' Lotto Stick clan, rollie do wit' auto I'm a slimeball Pull out guns, come in line, yeah Who big as us? Nevermind 'em And that's a fact [?] the stick, he gon' lay 'em back When we slidin' on the block we gon' hit him or jack Expensive drugs, I copped a bar Pop pills like ah Margiela, cut tag off Oh hell yeah, he barred out One in the chamber Two fifty block dangerous Triple cock, coat hang him He left that side, can't blame him You a little bitty boy I take all your joy You ain't really makin' noise I did not say that out of anger I take all the checks to the banker That Draco a bitch, she a singer Hold that boy up for ransom I brought out my jewelry, the dancers He ain't talkin' bout nothin', my shooters they here, all ready all that He screamin' slatt, but he know he don't live like that He still like designer, boy, you know you don't roll like that Two different ways, niggas know I took my own wave Everybody thuggin' Everybody muggin' Backwood, we smokin' that Russian We some hardbodies, screamin' fuck it They look like twelve we gon' double it Drop the Xan' in the drank, it start bubblin' Slime ave on the way Slime ave don't play We lit like the baby That powder, they make it I can go big on big wit' the lettuce I can turn this shit to Armageddon When I signed told the nigga mail it I been in the gang, nigga, not Belly I like my cheese hard, nigga, not shredded I'm not stuck on these hoes, I'ma go get it That's a NASCAR Bad bitch wit' no flaws A lot of cash, dawg Gon' get her out her drawers Catch a flight, in the air I'm headed to the north All that tough talk Bring your cash out Ex-bitches lookin' sad now Broke niggas lookin' mad now All these racks they stand around Bring the vibes to the loud house Stack them racks in the hideout Don't want no bitch wit' a loudmouth This drip is on me, I'm stylin' out I'm ridin' out He ain't talkin' bout nothin', my shooters they here, all ready all that He screamin' slatt, but he know he don't live like that He still like designer, boy, you know you don't roll like that Two different ways, niggas know I took my own wave Everybody thuggin' Everybody muggin' Backwood, we smokin' that Russian We some hardbodies, screamin' fuck it They look like twelve we gon' double it Drop the Xan' in the drank, it start bubblin' Slime ave on the way Slime ave don't play