Talk My sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
(Hollo)
(Ayy Hollo, turn me up)

[Chorus: Brickboydior]
I'm finna talk my sh*t, finna pop my sh*t
Just bought a new Glock, it's over
All on your spot, finna take everything
Had the neighbors that thinking I was the new home owner
Go hit a pony that be with some racks
Then I go hit the lot and then leave with a Rover
Yo b*tch on my di*k, I had caught a lil' boner
I shoot at his chest, now he a blood donor

[Verse 1: Brickboydior]
I just hit the bank, I go hit another one
She popped a Xan, suck di*k for another one
I just got a glizzy, I need me another one
They want me dead, lil Brick going number one
Bread on my head got you sh*t like matrix
My b*tch exotic, can't f*ck with no basic
Pour that rеd, I'm the Devil when I tastе it
f*ck did you say? I flooded to the nation
Got too many b*tches, I'm tricking for real
I just popped a perc and it gave me the chills
I'm twitching and itching, I'm clutching my steel
Give me that beat, it get ate like a meal
Junkie ass b*tch suckin' di*k to get high
Just got the drop, make a call and we slide
VLONE and Fendi, nobody this fly
Smokin' on runtz, ain't nobody this high
Big ass .40 leave a hole like a bagel
We with them bosses, don't eat at our table
Big ass racks even before the label
Broke ass b*tch can't pay no cable
Keep me a fan, this sh*t can get hot
Racks on my head, still slide and then drop
Just for a perc she be givin' that top
f*ck red lights, I'm on go, don't stop
[Chorus: Brickboydior]
I'm finna talk my sh*t, finna pop my sh*t
Just bought a new Glock, it's over
All on your spot, finna take everything
Had the neighbors thinking I was the new home owner
Go hit a pony that be with some racks
Then I go hit the lot and then leave with a Rover
Yo b*tch on my di*k, I had caught a lil' boner
I shoot at his chest, now he a blood donor

[Verse 2: TOKYO'S REVENGE]
Yeah, oh you here? Then it's over
Let that b*tch pop with the sh*t like it's soda
We on yo block throwin' caps like a graduation
We walk down for paper, like diplomas
b*tch, I was made for paper like a folder
We out here racing Hellcats with the cobras
Snakes in grass, we gon' hit 'em with the mowers
b*tch acting different now a n*gga glowed up
FN gon' crank a n*gga, I'm a soilder, uh, uh
She gon' reach over
Aim out the window, get that boy a donor
Leave a hole in a n*gga like a doughnut
Put that sh*t right to his neck, like a choker

[Chorus: Brickboydior & TOKYO'S REVENGE]
I'm finna talk my sh*t, finna pop my sh*t
Just bought a new Glock, it's over
All on your spot, finna take everything
Had the neighbors thinking I was the new home owner
Go hit a pony that be with some racks
Then I go hit the lot and then leave with a Rover
Yo' b*tch on my di*k, I had caught a lil' boner
I shoot at his chest, now he a blood donor