TALK SHiT - ESKIIMO
Running man Running man Running man Shawty want the money man
Money man Money man
Space out man I'm feeling like Gilligan Only fuck with gas ion fuck with no milligrams
Look at my money man money man huh Walkin in club with a kiloton
Puffin' that gas everywhere I go huh Fuck off my bag they like gimme sum huh
Shawty wanna bounce that bounce that shit like a lil controlla
Shawty wanna fuck straight sniffin Aromas
Hold on speak when your told lil soldier 'fore I put that pussy out in a coma
Imma strika bitch imma Bowler Hard motherfucker straight stiffin' like boulders
Cold as fuck bad bitch on my shoulders Pick one bitch that I keep in my folders
Sippin' block block I don't need talk talk
She want a glock glock Weed in my sock sock
You only know when you run Babe don't go I'm from the slum
Talk to the pole
I don't need know I'm not a rat fuck all your cap
I'm from the ghetto got the gelato
Shawty you sit on my face Shawty you know what to say
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