TALK 2 ME

[Intro: Rexv2]
Yo, talk to me
I get bread — that shit just walk to me
Fully flexed, balenciaga clothes with it
Introduce , just need you to talk to me
If you cool , i need you talk to me
Blah, blah, blah, blah — that mean nothin’ to me
What she said? That shit didn’t mean nothin’ to me
What he said? That shit didn’t mean nothin’ to me
I get bread — that shit just mean something to me (that moolah)
I get bread, I get bread — like what to me?
New Hermès, Gucci on my butt, nigga
I get wop, I get guap, give nothin' to you
I got Glocks, I got—I got, uh-huh

[Verse 1: Rexv2]
I got Glocks, I got Glocks, I got guns — uh-huh
You not that, you not that — not nothin’
Alright — if you was gonna spin like you said
His ass would’ve already spun
Nigga got tapped for movin’ his head
You flinch, you move, and you’re done — yeah
Hold up — BBL, her ass felt like plump
She said she tryna see the real
Put a tab all on her tongue
Pussy boy, where the fuck you from?
All these G-Locks came with a drum
ARPs from the back to the front
If a nigga get tough, his whole shit junk

[Verse 2: Rexv2]
Can’t beef no nigga, no one-on-ones
I ain’t beefin’ with niggas — they all my sons
Ran through hoes, but they all get crunk
She a rockstar ho, her lifestyle like punk
I done made all week what you made this month
I done made all week what you made this month

[Bridge: Rexv2]
Yo, I know you’re suppressive
You've grown, it’s impressive
New rolls, new adventures
New past, new life lessons
New future, shit get better
I’m hoping that you let it, yo