Bad Conversation

[Intro]
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I love talkin' crazy on beats like this
Poured a five in a cream soda, I was sleep by six
Pulled my pants down, told my bitch come eat this dick
When it's goin' down, it's guaranteed Tee keep his sticks
Word around town, you shoot at cows and you shoot at bricks
I'll walk a nigga mama down, empty out the clip
Brodie got the pounds and you know he fuck around with scripts
I'll buy a whole fuckin' pound and won't sell a zip

[Verse 2]
My lil' nigga wipe your nose, he don't know no better
All that lil' nigga know is totin' weapons
Yeah, that lil' nigga reckless
He'll shoot this bitch and leave a nigga neckless
I don't do love with no hoes, I'm too thurl, dog
Fuck around with one of us, I'll punch you in your mouth
My nigga caught a body, I threw him a quarter ounce
I had to cut that bitch off, all she do is pout

[Verse 3]
I hit that bitch for ten minutes and left, you had to eat her out
Nigga caught me with his main bitch, he 'bout to beat her down
Tee, don't stop shootin' the Drac' until it's out of rounds
Caught an opp all outside of town, he was out of bounds

[Verse 4]
Bitch think she 'bout to get a steak, took her to Taco House
Shh, dummy
Almost incriminated myself, I had to watch my mouth
Catch a body up north, then move down south

[Verse 5]
Dog gotta be a fuckin' rat 'cause his dad a mouse
Made ten on a lazy day and stashed it in the couch
This micro K'll turn a gorgeous smile into a fuckin' frown
This nigga Gramz walk around town with a half a pound
Granny heard the fuckin' Scat Pack and told me turn it down
Boy, you say you got some loud pack, I don't hear a sound
When you hear this fuckin' gun wreck, you better hit the ground
I'm finna clear the whole fuckin' crowd and then leave the town

[Verse 6: KrispyLife Kidd]
Before the world end, I'm tryna fuck
Nigga disrespect gang, he gettin' stunk
My first fight I ever got in, I got jumped
Used to get it out the mud, niggas sick I got it up
I got a brand new Sprite and I'm 'bout to abuse it
I already drunk a four, this bitch got me woozy
Muzzle on the Glock, ugh, it sound like it's pootin'
My bitch barely speak English, her president Putin

[Verse 7]
What you talkin' 'bout, Kidd? My president stupid
If the police catch me doin' somethin', I'ma act like Doofus
I'm finna fuck this bitch for five minutes, she wanna make a movie
I'm tryna make a hundred-some thousand, you tryna get some coochie
I don't want he head out your bitch, her breath smell like dookie
I just met a white girl with weed and her name Suzie
I'm finna fuck her for a pound, back that ass up like Juvie
Yeah, Louie Ray voice