DRANK TALK

Lyrics from Snippets

[Intro]
Huh, this that drank talk (Yeah)
This that drank talk, nigga (Ohh)
There's no cap in here nigga (Yeah)
(Zerby)
Ayy

[Chorus]
This that drank talk
I'm in the studio sweating hard I took my shirt off
Got fifty thousand in my pocket, 'bout to count it all
Look to the sky and I thank God that I ain't a dirtball
Huh, let it sink in
I'm going hard, I'm pouring lean, I'm in the deep end
They try to judge me, always tell me I be tweaking
But deep down know they hate themselves and that's the reason
I can't believe them, I'm just my own breed

[Verse 1]
I did this shit all on my own, talkin' 'bout lonely
And rest in peace to Speaker Knockerz, long live homie
He tried to dap me up, ain't know I had it on me (Huh)
These niggas phony (Huh)
I know I
I know I got a different style
I know you wanna come over and just stay a while
I know I be too high, I'm steady walking on clouds
I know you wanna see me but I'm running up the miles
I'm coming back for you shawty, I'm coming back
I'm coming back for you shawty, I'm coming back
I smoke a lot of weed, be forgetting where I'm at
I do a lot of drugs I'm sorry but that's the facts

[Chorus]
This that drank talk
I'm in the studio sweating hard I took my shirt off
Got fifty thousand in my pocket, 'bout to count it all
Look to the sky and I thank God that I ain't a dirtball
Huh, let it sink in
I'm going hard, I'm pouring lean, I'm in the deep end
They try to judge me, always tell me I be tweaking
But deep down know they hate themselves and that's the reason
I can't believe them, I'm just my own breed

[Verse 2]
Hol' up, I just took a hit before the verse
Rappers say they coming for me, put 'em in a hearse (Yeah)
I came up out the grave, so I swear this is just rebirth
Stop playing nigga I'ma show you who I am (Ohh)
I never gave a fuck, I feel like I'm Killer Kam (Ohh)
Niggas call me evil, find his body in the dam (Dam)
Thought he was my nigga but I knew he was a fan (Ohh)
I was on a trip, I was going out my mind
I was overthinking, I was tryna take some time (Time)
Say she wanna fuck, I send her chills down her spine (She mine)

[Chorus]
This that drank talk
I'm in the studio sweating hard I took my shirt off
Got fifty thousand in my pocket, 'bout to count it all
Look to the sky and I thank God that I ain't a dirtball
Huh, let it sink in
I'm going hard, I'm pouring lean, I'm in the deep end
They try to judge me, always tell me I be tweaking
But deep down know they hate themselves and that's the reason
I can't believe them, I'm just my own breed