Talk of the Town

[Intro]
(Rico's goin’ crazy again)
Grrah
80z
80z, 80z, grrah

[Chorus]
Oh, he claim he a member, he ain't one of us (Never)
Tell my suvy, "Go spin till the sun is up" (Grrah)
Think I'm lackin’, you stupid, you dumb as fuck (What?)
When we lack that you think that you runnin' us? (Baow)
Maybe gang but you know that we one of one
Fuck around and he catch a hollow (Hollow)
Got a baddie, I love how she swallow
Free the bros, yeah, we swervin' them potholes (Uh-huh)

[Verse 1]
Get the drop and he won't see tomorrow
Internet thuggin', I'm blowin' Gelato
Wanna play, put the beam to his taco
Big .38 [?] some fronto
And I never put trust in a thot ho (Never)
Why these niggas be talkin' to cops, though?
All that chattin’, you makin’ it hot, bro
IV wit' me, he lettin’ 'em shots go, baow
They know who runnin' the town
Big .38 when we hawkin' ’em down, grrah
Brodie, he lettin' no rounds
We miss the shot then we bend back around (Go get him)
When we creepin', shit don't make a sound (Uh-huh)
Me and P. Roy we huntin' 'em down (Like, what?)
How you broke, man, you niggas is clowns? (Are you dumb?)
Porter B, I'm the talk of the town (Uh-huh)

[Chorus]
Oh, he claim he a member, he ain't one of us (Never)
Tell my suvy, "Go spin till the sun is up" (Uh-huh)
Think I'm lackin', you stupid, you dumb as fuck (Grrah)
When we lack that you think that you runnin' us? (Grrah, grrah)
Maybe gang but you know that we one of one
Fuck around and he catch a hollow
Got a baddie, I love how she swallow
Free the bros, yeah, we swervin' them potholes

[Verse 2]
Pour a four, bitch, I don't do no Hennessy
I'm in my bag so these niggas, they envy me (Envy me)
Come around, I'm preyin' their jealousy
Bend through they block, I bet you they remember me (Stupid)
Niggas goofy, ain't feelin' they energy (Goofy)
All this sauce, bitch, you can't get the recipe (Grrah)
They like, "Porter, you tuckin' a six
And patrollin' the new for the drip" (Drip, drip)
Call up Savv and he know who to hit
First I be [?] then we clearin' the strip
Brodie be buggin', might geek on a bitch
AMG slidin', can't see through the tint (Go get him)
I'm the one that they call when it's lit (Grrah)
Off the 'Migos, she whine on the dick
After that she go back to your crib
Just tell you to drop, know I'm sendin' to blitz (Baow)

[Chorus]
Oh, he claim he a member, he ain't one of us (Never)
Tell my suvy, "Go spin till the sun is up" (Grrah)
Think I'm lackin', you stupid, you dumb as fuck (What?)
When we lack that you think that you runnin' us? (Baow)
Maybe gang but you know that we one of one
Fuck around and he catch a hollow (Hollow)
Got a baddie, I love how she swallow
Free the bros, yeah, we swervin' them potholes (Uh-huh)