Accidental Shit Talking 2

(313 Mafia)
 Alright
 Shit
 (Trapboy3k)
 Accidental shit talking
 Y'all niggas can't fuck with me
 (Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie, this bitch hard)
 Niggas tryna act like me, buyin' cut drank
 Girly got too much ass, I know her butt stink
 Was finna shoot, then handed off the rock, that's a pumpfake
 Buckshots, bet if the Glock miss his ass, the pump ain't
 I got the bags from LB, but the Runtz fake
 I count the cash and D-I-P, bro, I couldn't stay
 I might stay in Cali when I go re-up, I bought a one-way
 Deebo, snatch his necklace, then be like, "What chain?"
 Cup dirty, got up early and put up thirty
 I'ma keep a 40 on me like a drunk person
 Dogshit, I been countin' twenties up since 1:30
 You got two flip phones but only one workin'
 Found out a nigga hit my bitch and I'm not mad
 The Runtz bag say Jokes Up, but I will not laugh
 Percocets got my nuts itchin', I ain't got crabs
 Bought a Sprite, then drunk the lean straight, now my pop mad
 Just brokе an M30 in half and let Louie take it
 My bitch ass and tittiеs fake, but her Gucci ain't
 Been bustin' in the bitch a week straight, now her coochie stank
 She wanna fuck,
 But keep talkin' 'bout my music, she a groupie, ain't she?
 Bet if I ain't have a million views, she wouldn't let me hit it
 Without my drugs, I'm only fuckin' for seven minutes
 Baby Ghost'll knock your noodles back if I recommend it
 But if I give him ten racks, it'll get detrimental
 My shooter signed up for unemployment and bought seven Smittys
 Bitch, I been livin' for a while, I'm on level sixty
 Independent, makin' bands off rap, ain't a better feelin'
 Ridin' 'round with K's out on bond not the best decision
 But it's that or let a pussy nigga catch me slippin'
 If you look up shit talkin', I'm the definition
 Come get a half a zip of soft for eleven-fifty
 Two standard clips, a thirty round, and an extra fifty
 With this Ghetto Boyz shit, I'm the ambassador
 Come to us lookin' for smoke, you gon' catch cancer
 Two RPs and a honey pack, I'ma rim-shake
 Was tryna run a ten up, made fifteen, then I ran faster
 Ghetto boy shit
 You know what the fuck going on
 Accidental shit talking nigga
 That shit was on accident