Talkin’ About It

[Intro]
Yeah, OK

[Chorus]
Came in the game as a young'n
Signed with Cash Money
Pocket full of money
Niggas popping shit
Always talking 'bout something
See ya ass in public
It's a whole 'nother subject
Man, they just talking 'bout it
They just talking 'bout it
And I'm on the streets with it
I'm on the streets with it
See, where I come from
You gotta be about it
And if you want it-want it
We come and see about it

[Verse 1]
OK, uh
It's Weezy baby, like the last shit
A big car and a bad bitch, uhh
I'm so fly I need my ass kicked
These niggas balling by accident, uhh
Keep talking, nigga fuck up your body
Send ya home
And tell ya mom it was an accident, uhh
I'm a G 'til the casket
Drop on my glasses, uhh
Fast money, I'm the fastest
I got that hustler's passion
Ya know?
Them boys back at the ass-end
I'm at the bank tryna cash in
OK

[Chorus]
Came in the game as a young'n
Signed with Cash Money
Pocket full of money
Niggas popping shit
Always talking 'bout something
See ya ass in public
It's a whole 'nother subject
Man, they just talking 'bout it
They just talking' bout it
And I'm on the streets with it
I'm on the streets with it
See, where I come from
You gotta be about it
And if you want it-want it
We come and see about it
OK

[Verse 2]
Yeah
There's been a murder
Bitch, I make a killing
Insurance papers in the safe
Money in the ceiling
I got a pillowcase full of pistols
Come through a nigga house
And aim at the pillows
Yeah, wake up, wake up
Fuckin with them boys
You could wake up taped up
Ya dig?
Now go on, drink that lake up
Stick him in the trunk
And let him feel that bass pump
Ahah, these niggas is nuts
Man, that M-14 leave you physically fucked
Hah, these niggas is ducks
Well you could call me Scrooge
Cause I'm swimming in bucks
Bitch

[Chorus]
Came in the game as a young'n
Signed with Cash Money
Pocket full of money
Niggas poppin shit
Always talking 'bout somethin'
See ya ass in public
It's a whole 'nother subject
Man, they just talking 'bout it
They just talkin bout it
And I'm on the streets with it
I'm on the streets with it
See, where I come from
You gotta be about it
And if you want it-want it
We come and see about it
OK

[Verse 3]
Yeah, yeah
Too hot, too cold
I'm, I'm red hot, blue cold
Yeah, I knock ya melon out ya fruit bowl
All my guns black, I got true soul
Yeah, and I call my coupe a Black Panther
Blatt-llatt-llatt
That's the gat anthem
And if a nigga play with family, for that matter
I'mma smoke so many niggas, I'mma catch cancer
Yeah, and if I step up out this Benzo
You know I'm coming with a gun, like a Nintendo
They soft, them niggas falling when the wind blow
And I'm rolling up my window
Fuck 'em!

[Chorus]
Came in the game as a young'n
Signed with Cash Money
Pocket full of money
Niggas poppin' shit
Always talking bout somethin
See ya ass in public
It's a whole 'nother subject
Man, they just talking 'bout it
They just talking 'bout it
And I'm on the streets with it
I'm on the streets with it
See, where I come from
You gotta be about it
And if you want it-want it
We come and see about it
OK