Dirty Talk

[Intro]
Set to my case, wanna let it pop, pop, pop
Face no trace when escape, pop, pop, pop
Fucka go froze ice, pop, pop, pop, pop
Go straight to the fucka brain, pop, pop, pop
And I let the bitch freak
And the bitch gone geek
Need a problem from
I don't wanna see, see

[Verse 1]
Think we just a little different
Loved a bitch before but never missed it
Who was I kidding? I'm one for the distance
Don't talk at all unless it's triple digits
Fuckas want problems till they can't fix it
Fuckas want problems till they can't fix it
Fuckas want problems till they can't fix it
Bitch want smoke, hoe I gotchu
Bring that same pace, who goin stop you?
Living fake fake bitch I spot you
Feign for the digits I been locked too
Selfish as fuck, I got lists I can't cut
I got a problem to talk, bitch don't bring it to us
We don't fly with the fucks, know you lookin for such
I just peep what I must, yuh
Bitch I know it's a problem
I ain't tryna show why I got em
Everybody know how I drop in
Bitch show face when he poppin
Tryna find ways through my process
I ain't been trippin with my progress
I'm a bit much for the digest
Watch them come up just to digress

[Verse 2]
I'm crashin, feel fantastic
Throwing hands when I get too active
Bitches only come around for the traction
Tryna act like I already have it
My world my own, my tragic
Thoughts been too much for action
Thoughts been too much for action
Money never came in
Private schools never handled my patience
Barely keepin up with the fuckin payment
Matter of fact we ain't never had savings
Mold on the ceiling that I'm prayin
Too much to explain, so I vacant
No lapse, I go back to the pavement
Keep my life out your mouth and ya statements

[Chorus]
And I let the bitch freak
And the bitch gone geek
Need a problem from
I don't wanna see, see
And I let the bitch freak
And the bitch gone geek
Need a problem from
I don't wanna see, see

[Post-Chorus]
Set to my case, wanna let it pop, pop, pop
Face no trace when escape, pop, pop, pop
Fucka go froze ice, pop, pop, pop, pop
Go straight to the fucka brain, pop, pop, pop
Bitch want smoke, hoe I gotchu
Bring that same pace, who goin stop you?
Living fake fake bitch I spot you
Feign for the digits I been locked too

[Verse 3]
Nameless
Pussy boy ended up brainless
Bitch too bad, too shameless
Fuck around, make a bitch famous
I don't wanna feel where the pain is
I don't wanna feel where the pain is
Nameless
Pussy boy ended up brainless
Nameless
Pussy boy ended up brainless
Bitch too bad, too shameless
Fuck around, make a bitch famous
I don't wanna feel where the pain is
I don't wanna feel where the pain is
Nameless
Pussy boy ended up brainless