S14 - Talk Down Lyrics

You's a wimp, lil bitch, tie your lace
When I had you with a limp, lil bitch, put the chopper in your face
Got a Draco on my lap, call it Mr Buster
Got your main bitch on my dick, sipping Robitussin
You's a wimp, lil bitch, tie your lace
When I had you with a limp, lil bitch, put the chopper in your face
Got a Draco on my lap, call it Mr Buster
Got your main bitch on my dick, sipping Robitussin
She sipping that mud, bitch
She's a side but you my main bitch
Bend that bitch over I got no respect for hoes
Started trapping from the bottom but now I'm the one they chose
And now I'm the one that you was saying wouldn't make it here
But what I'm making in a week is double than your year
Count the bitches in my crib, and you'll run outta numbers
Count the members in my crib, yeah they all gangbangers
Count me a rack -sipping lean like it's juice
Bring it back -buying all my jeweller's fruits
I pull the 9 out, it's a Glock (pew, pew)
Spray your block down, 10 o'clock
The chopper is the one that imma flick
Your bitch is the one that riding on my dick
Tec-9's are the busters imma squeeze
She be getting hungry when she pleases on her knees
You's a wimp, lil bitch, tie your lace
When I had you with a limp, lil bitch, put the choppa in your face
Got a Draco on my lap, call it Mr Buster
Got your main bitch on my dick, sipping Robitussin
Diamonds on my necklace dancing Michael Jackson Thriller (whoa)
Talk down, my bitch so reckless, got my finger on the trigger
Pull it back (pull it back), your ratchet hoe is wack
Bend her back, on the sofa eating it like it's a snack
Count the rack (count the rack), flipping money like it's pancakes
She give me a f*cking headache so I gave that bitch a heartbreak
I'm awake (I'm awake), don't need no meds, I need a break
Your neck it ache, cause your diamonds really fake
You's a wimp, lil bitch, tie your lace
When I had you with a limp, lil bitch, put the choppa in your face
Got a Draco on my lap, call it Mr Buster
Got your main bitch on my dick, sipping Robitussin