Lemme Talk lyrics

b*tches know I got it she ride it, but no she rotten

Driving fast like on a coaster, never ever catch me sober (oh god)

Clap that ass, she throw it back (yea yea)

Cases rollin from the stack (yea yea)

White boys tryna act they black (oh no no)

Pouring henney down her back (yea yea)

n*ggas jacking on my class, they be stalking on my flows

Smashed the Rollie on the flo, he ain’t flexing on on mo

Watch my time, cuz it is little

n*ggas acting like I’m little

Call up broly shut it down, and you’ll never hear a sound

Watch that sh*t it’s going loud, selling TVs wit no sound

Look up to god, cuz he is listening

Throwing blue bills to the ceiling

That’s the type of dream I’m living

f*ck that b*tch without my feelings


Don’t give a f*ck about her wishlist


(Cuz I don’t know what you been thinking
n*ggas talking sh*t, but they never really saying
Grab her from behind, so she know what feel like
Sliding wit the gang, we gon show up in the street lights)

n*ggas get tossed, caught drinking out the vauls

b*tches on tap, can’t be f*cking wit the stat

Hittas on call, so you know I bring em all

Getting too close, yea I running through them all

Yea I’m running through them all

Bust down b*tch take em off



Get it like this when I get like that, spending all the cheese and I get it right back

Itching out my pants yea it’s ready to attack
All you pus*y lames, yea y’all n*ggas wack

Gave her hulk clap, and it almost broke her back

Pulling out the 9 and I let it c*ck back
Loud too strong, yea we smoke it out the pack

Running wit ya b*tch, yea we always laid back
b*tch


Rita tat tat, issues on my Jack
You know how I get it cuz you like it like that

Pull up wit the nerf it’ll make you go back

Back to ya home. Where ya momma sling crack

Dont bout this just worry bout ya hat

Just worry bout ya hat

Lemme talk

Lemme talk, lemme talk
b*tch b*tch lemme talk

(Aye)