Talkin’ Bout

[Intro]
Ya Boy Ghost, And Deino

[Verse 1] Deino

Gotcha bitch suckin' on my dick
While I'm rolling up this spliff now she wanna hit this shit, yeah
I started from the bottom and I came up doing this
And I coulda did better, but I chose to do this
Might smoke a lil weed, might sip a lil lean
Trevor told me just do your own thing
Gone off the lean, just might pop a bean
Gucci red slides you can see all my bling
Choppa got a kickback, 12 niggas deep
Shoot off their hands, put niggas to sleep
Pull my cash out and these bitches on me
Shoot back at who? Nigga you must be sleep
Try to run game and I'll clean ya whole street
Shout out to my boys that came from Philly
She pulled on my jacket I told her to leave
These hoes are crazy and she said, "whatchu mean?"

[Hook]

Whatchu talkin' bout, Whatchu talkin' bout, Whatchu talkin' bout, Whatchu talkin' bout, Whatchu talkin' bout, Whatchu talkin' bout, Whatchu talkin' bout, Whatchu talkin'

[Verse 2] Ghost

Ghost the realist, chillest, illest, gotta couple niggas on my kill list Nigga talkin' shit now I know what to do
Just pull out the choppa and spray it on you
Bitches on my dick cause I got the voodoo
C.O.S not like your crew. (woo)
So what you tryna do. You just mad cause my jewels stay frigged You just mad cause I'm countin' up this digits
You just mad cause I'm tall you a midget
You ain't compared to me, get the choppa I'll spray ya whole family
Cause you dead to me, you an enemy
Shout out to my haters, bye see you later
They just mad cause Ghost gettin' greater, and this rap shit starting to get greater
C.O.S shit bitch!