​talk2me lyrics

[Intro: maajins & tana]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, (b*tch) yeah, yeah, (b*tch) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, (b*tch) yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: maajins & tana]
Uh, shutup, b*tch, do not talk to me, ho just like shush-
My stick is [?], b*tch, do not talk to me
That glick is apart of me (Glick is apart of me, lil b*tch)
I got the grip on the gun, not disarmin' me
Four shot spread, its hittin' yo' arm and knee
f*ckin' that ho, make her sing out in harmony
I make a trip to the gym, you not far from me, b*tch
(b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, yeah)
Internet gang, you gon' e-slap me, huh?
Freaky lil' b*tch, tryna three-some me, uh-

[Verse: maajins & tana]
My sixth b*tch, having [?], suck me up
I take a sip, and the drank picky-up
b*tch, thats crazy, don't give a f*ck
Hittin' that b*tch, put my thumb in her- (Uh-uh)
Come get yo' whore, yeah, that b*tch is a sl*tty
Got my b*tch some Chrome, she say, "Bae, yeah, I love these"
f*ck n*gga, I'm tryna run out yo' buddy
Zebra cake up on the Glock, Lil' Huddy
I'm wit' lil Jay, and lil Tana, my muddies
Since I was a kid, I was eatin' at cuddie (Ah)
He tryna talk on my b*tch, funny (Ah)
Broke-ass n*gga, go talk 'bout some money (Ah, ah, ah)
[Verse: tana]
[?] that sh*t, and that sh*t goin' dummy
I put green in the sky, so the sh*t always sunny
Get too much money, my n*ggas gunnin'
See me, he runnin' (Wok' and my blunt)
Tell him "It’s 1-0" (You run up, get done up)
And my n*ggas shoot till the- (My n*ggas [?])
Come here, where you goin'?
b*tch, I be floorin', [?]
(She on my phone, but that ho is annoyin')
She hit me up, but I get to ignore it
(That Za in my system, lil b*tch, I be snorin')
I would take yo' b*tch, but that ho ain't that gorgeous
(I get that GT, and floor it)
Take yo' b*tch, and her bestfriend, finna floor it
n*ggas weird, like a Mandalorian
(n*ggas fearin' me, like I'm Dorian)
D-dumbass, smokin' on cigs

[Bridge: maajins & tana]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, (b*tch) yeah, yeah, (b*tch) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, (b*tch) yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: maajins & tana]
Uh, shutup, b*tch, do not talk to me, ho just like shush- (Shut-the-f*ck-up-ha)
My stick is [?], b*tch, do not talk to me
That glick is apart of me (Glick is apart of me, lil b*tch)
I got the grip on the gun, not disarmin' me
Four shot spread, its hittin' yo' arm and knee
f*ckin' that ho, make her sing out in harmony
I make a trip to the gym, you not far from me, b*tch
(b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, yeah)
Internet gang, you gon' e-slap me, huh?
Freaky lil' b*tch, tryna three-some me, uh-
My sixth b*tch, having [?], suck me up
I take a sip, and the drank picky-up
b*tch, thats crazy, don't give a f*ck
Hittin' that b*tch, put my thumb in her- (Uh-uh)