Talk More Than b*tches lyrics

[Intro: Quavo]
Huh? He said what?
Huh? He said that for real? Haha
Oh yeah, he said that too? Damn
(Zaytoven)

[Chorus: Quavo]
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (b*tch)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (They talking)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (What?)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (Huh? Ayy)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (Ho)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (b*tch)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (Woo)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (Damn)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (b*tch)
They tryna clock a n*gga dollars (Clock)
They tryna see if you a baller (Ballers)
Check the tag on your collar (Check the tag)
Instead of hating on the next man (Hate)
You need to try to be the best man (Woo)
I think you got it from your girlfriend (You got it)
Talking about b*tches contagious, man (Damn)
You talking about Keisha (Keisha)
Really you acting like Keisha (You acting like)
You don't run it up you a runner (Run it up)
You grown but you live with your momma (Momma)
All of y'all n*ggas be talking (Talking)
And can't even pull out a hundred (You broke)
All of y'all n*ggas jabroni
They phony, they can't even keep it a hundred (Can't keep it one-hundred)
My n*ggas came from nothing
They go to the bando and get them a bundle (Bando)
Talking ass n*gga, you pus*y
When I was 16 I trap out a onion (pus*y)
We put our stripes in the hood
Migos on the Nawf, you know that we run it (Nawf)
These n*ggas talk more than Oprah (Oprah)
They telling the feds who done it (Snitching, ayy)
[Chorus: Quavo & Takeoff]
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (b*tch)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (They talking)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (What?)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (Huh? Ayy)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (Ho)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (b*tch)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (Woo)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (Damn, Take-Takeoff)

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (b*tch)
Go p*ssy fits n*ggas be b*tching (p*ssy fits)
You singing to 12, you be snitching
Dope on your nose, n*ggas calling you Whitney (Houston)
Quit the watching n*gga pockets
Watching to see what he pull out his wallet (Watching)
Look like you plotting my n*gga
That's how you get hit with that pocket rocket (Fah, fah, grrah)
My n*ggas Aretha, we got respect (Franklin)
Your n*ggas talk sweet on the internet (Sweet)
I know that you really getting finger f*cked (Ho)
But my n*gga, we not 'gone speak on that (b*tch)
Your CEO gay, need to see 'bout that (Eugh)
My neck got more gold than a treasure chest (Damn)
You know that I'm having this manifest (Have)
I'm my brother's keeper no Malcolm X (Ayy)
These n*ggas talk more than these b*tches
Wear panties and leggings
I'm laughing and giggling (Ayy)
These n*ggas they shopping at Tiffany's
In the city, they Victoria's Secreting (I'm peeping it)
Your money short like a Pilgrim (Short)
n*ggas talk like Wendy Williams (Talk)
Rest in peace to the late Robin Williams (RIP)
Two years ago seen my first million (Takeoff)
[Chorus: Quavo]
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (b*tch)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (They talking)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (What?)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (Huh? Ayy)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (Ho)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (b*tch)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (Woo)
These n*ggas talk more than b*tches (Damn)