Sweet Talk lyrics

[Intro: StanWill & BabyTron]
(Awstria)
Threw this lil' b*tch some, b*tch, b*tch
Ayy
sh*ttyBoyz

[Verse 1: StanWill, BabyTron, & TrDee]
Threw this lil' b*tch some cheese, with her rat-ass
Slid on the opps, 40 clapping like a fat ass
Up twenty iPhone 11s, I'm a jackass
b*tch in the kitchen with the pot, she a lab rat
My b*tch need a whooping, with her bad-ass
sh*ttyBoyz sh*tting on you sh*tty, with your mad-ass

[Verse 2: 10kkev]
'Bout to snap a pic in front of a white wall
From that point on address me as Jim Paul
Turned on your song and I heard a bunch of lies
I just got word a opp was up at Gay Pride

[Verse 3: StanWill]
Heard there was pape' off a cliff so I leaped off
Got your lil' b*tch on my di*k, told her leap off
Fire-ass slide in my pocket, turn the heat off
Dumbass tried to run off, cut his feet off
Smooth interaction with the clerk off the sweet talk
Bought her some Dior, told that b*tch take the Pink off
[Verse 4: BabyTron]
Ride around with ten K's, Kev
I'm the Punch God, can I get some cred?
I'm the Punch God, can I get some head?
Come on, doggy, I know that ain't reg'
Y'all know that ain't reg', we smoking ookiedookiebookie
Hit that b*tch with super di*k, she had a super booty
This ain't '014, you can't do the Truey
Throw a L in yo face 'cause you losing, goofy

[Verse 5: StanWill]
Shooter build forts up, he pulled up in a super dookie
Sick the opps still di*k sucking, n*gga super fruity
b*tch boy steady on my ass, I'ma do a U-ey
Art by Art in a clip, I'll shoot a movie

[Verse 6: TrDee]
I'm on tip tonight, lil' b*tch, come make a movie
Off a Perc' 10, she can feel it, got her feeling groovy
Shh 'cause I snuck in with a toolie
Lil' baby got big guns, I'ma call her "Stewie"

[Verse 7: 10kkev]
You don't fit in, weirdo
Meijer's ain't popping for the giffies, we at Sears though
Fat black snitch, you remind me of Carl Winslow
[Verse 8: BabyTron, StanWill, & TrDee]
This a eighth, that's a Bud Light, we can't cheers, bro
Huh, hell nah, we can't tap cups
Bro don't chase n*ggas, huh, he a fat f*ck
Strap right by my nuts, I ain't calling backup

[Verse 9: 10kkev]
Put the Audi in sports mode and leave him in the dust
This b*tch a groupie, I'm recording and she cool with it
You should've seen her face when she saw me, she was losing it
How the f*ck you expect yo b*tch not to f*ck on me?
She f*cked the sh*ttyBoyz, Stan, Tron, and Dee

[Break: BabyTron]
Huh, goddamn
That b*tch f*cked all three
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 10: BabyTron]
Pulling off in a Scat, hasta la vista
Jab like a heavyweight, I'm not Bautista
Powered up off the Perc', I am not Vegeta
Getting head at the Coney, almost dropped the pita

[Verse 11: StanWill]
Got the world on my back, feel like Hercules
di*k ain't hard, that's a rack in my Purple jeans
Mace Windu 'cause my stick got a purple beam
Tried to give me life for thrust in the first degree
[Verse 12: TrDee]
She said when I do the dash, it make her wet
Stepped out, drip wet, made a puddle, got me wet
That big b*tch on a [?]
Somebody pass me Moscato, I do not see a threat

[Verse 13: BabyTron, StanWill, & TrDee]
Fit water, I feel like Percy Jackson
b*tch couldn't get fifty cent if I was Curtis Jackson
Finna suplex your lil' b*tch off the Perky action
Smack the visor off his head, I heard he capping
I was young with the numbers, I ain't talking fractions
Hit her off the Henny, I don't pay for lashes
Doing fraud in these brand new Air Maxes
Sent him up top, drop his body like a care package

[Outro: BabyTron]
Like a care package, like a care package
Ayy
Like a care package, in these Air Maxes