SS Talk lyrics

(Six7 on the beat)

[Verse]
Lil b*tch the plug daughter, that's how I f*cked
Heard they got white and bud, I'm like f*ck it
Don't do the cap talk we shut it up
I put them ratchet b*tches on the truck
Yum like pizza and she eat the crust
Wok out the P just crush it in the crush
We just tryna eat you have yo pistol tucked
Hear them tires screeching, then you know it's us

I made the LA plug drop the price
Scored in the 2nd and don't take advice
I tried the dry brick inside the rice
I triеd to board a chopper on a flight
I tried to f*ck 4 b*tches in onе night
I hit a ratchet b*tch and kinda liked it
I hit my Christian b*tch and read the bible
That be all murder, that secret society

I heard they snitchin', hear that all the time
Its crazy, cause my n*ggas bond out on bodies
Told him aim at the head, hit his chest, that's a fine
If they come get me I swear I'd be thuggin'
Just take care of my daughter, I swear I'll be fine
Swear if the feds could read my mind, they probably'll hit me with organized crime
If I start hittin' these b*tches and talking about all of my business they might drop a dime
Know I'm a king, I'm of my temple, on top of my mountain my opp's cannot climb
Think if I pay for another head n*ggas gone' get the logistics somebody gone' die
We tryna crack us another head, 'nother drop, 'nother backdoor
Thats another new slime

If they come get me I swear I'd be thuggin'
Just take care of my daughter, I swear I'll be fine
I swear if the feds could read my mind, they probably'll hit me with organized crime
If I start hittin' these b*tches and talking about all of my business they might drop a dime
Know I'm a king, I'm of my temple, on top of my mountain my opp's cannot climb