Luh Cray - bar talk (feat. YVNGDOTTA) Lyrics

Lil bitch I ain't with that small talk
Talk my shit off Xanny's
Yeah I call that shit the bar talk
Push up in that SRT
I'm tearin' up the asphalt
Yeah and it's a track hawk
Damn this bitch got no key
Cash app for that crash out
Yeah you know my shooter flipped the V
On the block
Kickin' shit just like Bruce Lee
And I had his lil bitch on her knees
That's why he mad at me
And it was no fee
Asian bitches in the trap
And they tryna suck my feet

Damn okay let me chill
F*ckin' on a bitch
I kicked her out
She said she want a pill
Twin hit me up
He got the drop
I'm goin' for the kill
I told the bitch she smell like fritos
I'm just bein' real
What the f*ck you yappin' bout?
Hit you with that steel
Geekin' off them shrooms
I don't even know what's real

We got too many drugs
Damn I think I broke the scale
Packs comin' in and out
Lil bro check the mail
Bro just caught a body
Pray to God he make the bail
And free my one bro out that f*ckin' cell

Come to my block
I swear you catchin' shells
And I got that shell catcher
Way lil shawty suck me up
She must be a headmaster
Think he faster than my bullets
Lil bro need to run faster

Lil bro need a f*ckin' pastor
Dropped me cause' I'm in love with the drugs
I can't put it past her
But I heard she f*ckin' with the opps
So I had to slap her

Bitch

Damn I'm a f*ckin' bastard
Me and Dotta on the beat
You know it's fin be a disaster
He be puttin' on a front
That lil boy a f*ckin' actor
Pull up in that Tonka truck
Bitch we in a f*ckin' tractor
High as shit I left the earth
Lil bitch I think I'm on Saturn

Shooting at his head
Bet the nigga Gon see brain matter
Nigga yeah I said what I said
I make his brain shatter
Yeah she wanna pull up f*ck with Dotta
Shit that don't even matter
Ayy if she gonna pull up she gon' suck it
Take that bitch to Saturn
Ayy to a different planet Most these niggas real
And can't even f*ckin' manage

And I been feelin' like a doc
Bause bitch I cause a pandemic
Boy you snitchin' is you tellin'
Just look under this a Panoramic
Damn I been havin' bars
I been swervin in this motherf*cker
I don't have a car pull up to the party
They like damn it that was pretty far

Told the bitch to shut up
Got the gas
I got the f*ckin' fart
Yeah I got hella drugs
Bitch I got the acid in this hand ?
And I got the Percys and the Molly work to f*ck em' up
And I got that motherf*ckin' X pill
Gon suck em' up

Yeah you a sucker huh
Yeah that boy is a bitch
He a buster huh
Boy yeah I got them blues
He a crusher huh

Why that nigga mad?
Because I'm f*ckin' his lil cousin huh
Yeah nigga really jealous
He ain't get no bitches
Yeah this nigga really f*ckin' helpless
I can't really put no f*ckin' diamonds
In my f*ckin' necklace
Why that nigga mad because
Big Dotta he a f*ckin' menace Bitch

Lil bitch I ain't with that small talk
Talk my shit off Xanny's
Yeah I call that shit the bar talk
Push up in that SRT
I'm tearin' up the asphalt
Yeah and it's a track hawk
Damn this bitch got no key
Cash app for that crash out
Yeah you know my shooter flipped the V
On the block
Kickin' shit just like Bruce Lee
And I had his lil bitch on her knees
That's why he mad at me