UK Talk lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff
Yeah, go
Go, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Call up them rank 1 n*ggas, they killin'
Big bad wolf I'm a goddamn villain
I'm with that sh*t, n*gga, f*ck how you feelin'
I get that bag, stack it up to the ceiling
f*ck on these b*tches, these b*tches too friendly
I'm on the lean and my b*tch on that Henny
Pour that sh*t up, I'ma get a new kidney
You want a show, gotta give me a fifty
Broke as a joke, so we take it whats yours
I'm finna get a new K 'cause I want all the smoke
I used to post in UK with the Draco my coat
n*gga look at me wrong one time, then he gone
Come get your b*tch, she keep callin' my phone
These b*tches cut out they tongue, gotta leave me alone
I'm too f*cked up, I done got out of my zone
I am not tryna link up, I don't wanna do songs
Yeah, I am that n*gga now
I like your b*tch, I be bustin' her down
Look at my drip, you get close, you gon' drown
I gotta add up the money, n*gga, I don't know how
Gotta watch how I move, n*ggas die in my town
They done run off with my style, they keep bitin' my sound
I do this sh*t off the top, I'm not writin' it down
I be pipin' it up then I'm pipin' it down
I got Versace shoes, they on the moon
I gotta stay with the tool 'cause I be on the move
Percocet, I gotta get in the groove
I got them Balmains, I gotta walk real cool
Cleaner than a b*tch like the first day of school
I got the Glock, n*gga, I ain't got nothin' to prove
Air the b*tch out like I ain't got nothin' to lose
Gotta go hard for my people, I don't even snooze
Roll up a blunt of that West Coast Cure sh*t
When you gon' stand in the trap, sellin' pure sh*t?
I hold a stack to my ear, hell nah, I ain't hear sh*t
I seen a lot in my life, hell nah, I don't fear sh*t
Nowadays, I can't even stop at the QuikTrip
I hit the trap and then roll like a kickflip
I crash the coupe, I don't drive no stick shift
I see a whole lot of purp when I'm p*ssin'

[Outro]
Damn, go