Talkin Shit
Mob shit baby
Just let me talk my shit
Talkin' shit on these tracks
I ain't taking it back
Yeah

[Verse 1: Logan]
You remember days when we use to pull up in the black Explorer, you could smell us coming from afar
Straight hotboxed, full of fog
Back when I was stuck on that dumb bitch, Haley baby, I done came far
They said I'd never make it this far
Look at me now bitch I'm a star
Listen to me talk shit off these yellow bars, I ain't even sick son
Might drop a tape called the "Yellow Gate" just to prove I'm the sick one
Me and Dom and Dos riding through the Ville, tryna find us a lick son
And before you talk about my career, motherfuckers better get one
Man I get paid to do what I love for this blood, tears and this sweat
You like thirty five working 9 to 5's and your stupid ass is in debt
Shit real
FEO mob poppin like pills
I'm like 20 years old making more money than all of yall how you feel
Motherfucker how do you feel?
[Hook]
They say I talk shit in these tracks, I ain't taking it back
I ain't taking it back, bitch I ain't taking it back
FEO Mob be up in that trap, we be spitting that crack
Know we spitting that crack, bitch, know we spitting that crack
They say I talk shit in these tracks, I ain't taking it back
I ain't taking it back, man I ain't taking it back
They say I talk shit in these tracks, I ain't taking it back
I ain't taking it back, bitch I ain't taking it back

[Verse 2: Dos Phendi]
I been ballin son, I'm Ray Charles Barkley, you just ain't seen it yet
Riding in that KIA but I know soon it's gon be a Tes
Fuckin' with this lil immigrant, ain't got her Visa yet
She playin' hard to get, far from innocent but beat the case
A couple shortys callin, tryna fuck who ain't even meet us yet
Niggas talkin tough, boy they bluffing they ain't seen us yet
Call them out like "What you talking about"
They ain't repeating shit
They just retreat and dip to a scene and slip
A scene and slip

[Verse 3: Logan]
Doing a hundred in a whip, imagine if this was an Aston
I just got a ticket, they caught me speeding down Ashland
Like motherfuck the cops, middle fingers to the opps
I can't fold, I remember when I stayed up on that block
Apartment all on that 3rd floor, these bitches on my DIC
Everybody talking to me, they tryna get VIP
Ballin' out, ballin out, shorty why you wiling now?
I be out here mobbin with my bros, bitch we mobbin out
I'm lexin on them, I know, ay
Flexin on them, I know, ay
Tell they ass if they want problems we can get it crackin right now
I ain't fear nothing, I can't fold, all this shit off the top of my dome
Got your main bitch in my room, off that xan she moving so slow, woah
[Verse 4: Dos Phendi]
Man it's so easy, put me up there with Weezy or something
Feel like these haters don't believe me or something
Man this game ain't shit without me, boy I bleed for this
Take your bitch, fuck your bitch, leave the bitch
I'm with Jason or Hova, easier cold, got a flow that the label just need and shit
That just ain't peaking my interest, I'm so focused on avoiding this sentence
Smoking dope, finna cop me some [?]
Off a xan, I'm barely comprehending right now
A fuck nigga finna get offended right now
A bitch nigga might get offended right now
A stain just might get offended right now cause your main bitch fuckin around with Phendi right now
Your broad with me, I erase as soon as I smash em and
My dogs with me like a racer in Alaska yeah
She at the mall with me, she want, don't gotta ask none
My new bitch is wicked, boy don't ask me how I did it
Got a foreign rolling dope, pour a four, say she an actress
She don't care about nothing, boy that money what she after, ay
I'm used to sitting on that green bay, she say roger that
Pop a fifth, counting cash, talking shit, she gotta have it, yeah