Fallout (Somethin to Talk About) lyrics
by Fivio Foreign
[Intro]
What we on now?
Uh
I call my n*ggas, they go all out
We'll never do no fallouts
Uh
Yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, look
n*gga we on now
They tryna tell us to calm down (Nah)
Uh (Uh)
Yeah (Yeah)
I put it all in till I was all out (I did)
Uh (Uh)
Yeah (Yeah)
Now I get the money and ball out (I do)
Uh (Uh)
Yeah (Yeah)
I love my n*ggas we don't fall out (Nah)
[Post-Chorus]
I bought a crib for the dogs (Of course)
I call it the doghouse (Uh, I did)
Fair ones (Fair ones), no talk outs (Nah)
I woo walk when I walk out (Aye, uh, aye)
Yeah (Yeah)
Realest will draw, we don't go wall out (Aye)
n*ggas betta stop talking (Talking)
I give something to talk bout (Uh)
[Verse 1]
My n*ggas terrific (perky)
A n*gga front thеn a n*gga get lifted (Baow)
Can't line mе with none of your thots
I f*ck wit different types of b*tches
I see a opp I start twitching
I do a different type of glitchin' (Aye)
I see a opp I start twitching
I do a different type of glitchin' (Baow)
I need a hundred bands large
Uh (Uh)
I ain't really worry bout these broads (Uh)
I love my b*tches sippin' charge (Uh)
She like, "Daddy you gotta stay hungry, you gotta go hard" (Uh)
n*gga said I wasn't giving on work, so I got on my job (Baow)
Chosen
Huh
But you wouldn't know it
God protect me and watch where I'm goin'
You n*ggas hating on me and it's showin' (Uh)
Snakes in the grass and I gotta mow it (Huh)
Snakes in the grass and I gotta mow it
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, look
n*gga we on now
They tryna tell us to calm down (Nah)
Uh (Uh)
Yeah (Yeah)
I put it all in till I was all out (I did)
Uh (Uh)
Yeah (Yeah)
Now I get the money and ball out (I do)
Uh (Uh)
Yeah (Yeah)
I love my n*ggas we don't fall out (Nah)
[Post-Chorus]
I bought a crib for the dogs (Of course)
I call it the doghouse (Uh, I did)
Fair ones (Fair ones), no talk outs (Nah)
I woo walk when I walk out (Aye, uh, aye)
Yeah (Yeah)
Realest will draw, we don't [?] (Aye)
n*ggas betta stop talking (Talking)
I give em' something to talk bout (Uh)
[Verse 2]
I'm just the man of the mission
They say I change, I say I handle em' different (I did)
I can't wait to get my hands on some liquor (I can't)
Uh (Uh)
You can't wait to get your hand on some b*tches (You can't)
I'm worry bout money
I can wait until I handle my business (Aye)
All my foreigners efficient
Want my chain n*gga? Come and get it (Lil' b*tch)
Just know these bullets is coming in with it (Grrt, grrt)
They took my style, they runnin' wit it (They took my style, they runnin' wit it)
Uh, [?] foreign to a Honda Civic (Skrrt)
Yeah, look
You gotta be kiddin' (Gotta be kiddin')
Two b*tches and they gotta be lickin (Aye)
Big spliff, it got to be hittin' (Uh, aye, aye)
It's too many, I'm lottery pickin'
I don't know which one gon' follow the mission (Uh, yeah)
I just hope somebody follow and listen
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, look
n*gga we on now
They tryna tell us to calm down (Nah)
Uh (Uh)
Yeah (Yeah)
I put it all in till I was all out (I did)
Uh (Uh)
Yeah (Yeah)
Now I get the money and ball out (I do)
Uh (Uh)
Yeah (Yeah)
I learn my n*ggas we don't fall out (Nah)
[Post-Chorus]
I bought a crib for the dogs (Of course)
I call it the doghouse (Uh, I did)
Fair ones (Fair ones), no talk outs (Nah)
I woo walk when I walk out (Aye, uh, aye)
Yeah (Yeah)
Realest will draw, we don't [?] (Aye)
n*ggas betta stop talking (Talking)
I give em' something to talk bout (Uh)