Diizii - What U Talm Bout? Lyrics

Ayy, it ain't no secret
I know that these motherfuckers, they tweakin'
Yeah, gimme that dough, bitch, I need it
They don't need your verse, motherfucker, you can keep it
Bitch, you fake, yeah, I can see it
You say you a G.O.A.T., but, bitch, you can't be it
All you do is talk, bitch
No Playboi, but in New York, I Milly Rock, bitch (ByScorez)
Ayy, at the crib, in the studio
Bitch, I'm Ded, like I'm Julio
Get the fuck out my DM's, bitch, I ain't fuck with you
Oh, you think that bitch gon' fuck with you? Ha
Bitch, then you out of your mind
Ayy, I'm tellin' you, bitch, just don't pull up
'Cause you a waste of my time, wait, hol' up
Where the fuck you get my number? How you hittin' my line?
All these ho's silly, they just play games
But my bitch: she is quite fine
Ayy, it ain't no secret
I know that these motherfuckers, they tweakin'
Yeah, gimme that dough, bitch, I need it
They don't need your verse, motherfucker, you can keep it
Bitch, you fake, yeah, I can see it
You say you a G.O.A.T., but, bitch, you can't be it
Ayy, you know I had to switch it up on you bitches
Uh, uh, uh
I can't hear a- I can't hear a (Paccy rolled this one)
I can't hear a (Hm-hm-hm!) bitch, I can't hear a
I can't hear a damn word you be sayin', motherfucker
I go crazy, bitch, you know I go insane, motherfucker
I know you ain't real, you just playin', motherfucker
Ayy, all these ho's around here just be lame, motherfucker
I can't hear you, what you tal'm 'bout? What you tal'm 'bout?
Bitch, I'ma tune you out, I'ma tune you out
Bitch, I put this AK to your brain, whew
Bitch, I make him feel all the pain, whew
Why you talk to me? 'Cause, bitch, I do not want to listen (Ayy)
They be smokin' blunts, but it's the codeine that I'm pissin' (What?)
My homie got both of ya hoes and now they pussy kissin' (Okay)
I slither with my slimes, slatts, snakes, I be hissin' (Ah!)
Shoot it in the hoop, bitch, like a free throw
My heart's so cold, but, bitch, I got that heat, though
She pullin' on my chain before I give her backshots
Look at that clip in my Draco, see what that got?
I still feel like I'm fightin' demons (Ah!)
Like a cross on my neck, do ya know the meanin'? (What?)
Bitch, what you tal'm 'bout? What you tal'm 'bout? (A-a-ah!)
I ain't hear shit you say, okay, okay okay! (Okay!)
I promise I won't fake it, these little players will not take it
All this shit be so forsaken, kidnap an opp like it's Taken (What?)
Run from the cops is what gang be doin' (Okay!) uh (Uh)
Run for the opps is what they be doin' (What?) uh (Uh)
Write that shit down like some lyrics, they won't hear it, they gon' fear it
They ain't gon' get nowhere fuckin' near it (Ah!)
I put that on my homies, if you gang, then show me, they be Dancing with the Stars
Like they Joey, bitch, where the fuck you going? (What?)
I'm drippin' like a faucet, pussy drippin', like it's porn, you gotta pause it
What? Okay, okay
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
I can't hear a damn word you be sayin', motherfucker
I go crazy, bitch, you know I go insane, motherfucker
I know you ain't real, you just playin', motherfucker
Ayy, all these ho's around here just be lame, motherfucker
I can't hear you, what you tal'm 'bout? What you tal'm 'bout?
Bitch, I'ma tune you out, I'ma tune you out
Bitch, I put this AK to your brain, whew
Bitch, I make him feel all the pain, whew
Whew, whew, whew
Whew, whew, whew
Whew, whew, whew
Whew, whew
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Ayy, it ain't no secret
I know that these motherfuckers, they tweakin'
Yeah, gimme that dough, bitch, I need it
They don't need your verse, motherfucker, you can keep it
Bitch, you fake, yeah, I can see it
You say you a G.O.A.T., but, bitch, you can't be it
All you do is talk, bitch
No Playboi, but in New York, I Milly Rock, bitch (ByScorez)
Ayy, at the crib, in the studio
Bitch, I'm Ded, like I'm Julio
Get the fuck out my DM's, bitch, I ain't fuck with you
Oh, you think that bitch gon' fuck with you? Ha
Bitch, then you out of your mind
Ayy, I'm tellin' you, bitch, just don't pull up
'Cause you a waste of my time, wait, hol' up
Where the fuck you get my number? How you hittin' my line?
All these ho's silly, they just play games
But my bitch: she is quite fine
Ayy, it ain't no secret
I know that these motherfuckers, they tweakin'
Yeah, gimme that dough, bitch, I need it
They don't need your verse, motherfucker, you can keep it
Bitch, you fake, yeah, I can see it
You say you a G.O.A.T., but, bitch, you can't be it
Ayy, you know I had to switch it up on you bitches
Uh, uh, uh
I can't hear a- I can't hear a (Paccy rolled this one)
I can't hear a (Hm-hm-hm!) bitch, I can't hear a
I can't hear a damn word you be sayin', motherfucker
I go crazy, bitch, you know I go insane, motherfucker
I know you ain't real, you just playin', motherfucker
Ayy, all these ho's around here just be lame, motherfucker
I can't hear you, what you tal'm 'bout? What you tal'm 'bout?
Bitch, I'ma tune you out, I'ma tune you out
Bitch, I put this AK to your brain, whew
Bitch, I make him feel all the pain, whew
Why you talk to me? 'Cause, bitch, I do not want to listen (Ayy)
They be smokin' blunts, but it's the codeine that I'm pissin' (What?)
My homie got both of ya hoes and now they pussy kissin' (Okay)
I slither with my slimes, slatts, snakes, I be hissin' (Ah!)
Shoot it in the hoop, bitch, like a free throw
My heart's so cold, but, bitch, I got that heat, though
She pullin' on my chain before I give her backshots
Look at that clip in my Draco, see what that got?
I still feel like I'm fightin' demons (Ah!)
Like a cross on my neck, do ya know the meanin'? (What?)
Bitch, what you tal'm 'bout? What you tal'm 'bout? (A-a-ah!)
I ain't hear shit you say, okay, okay okay! (Okay!)
I promise I won't fake it, these little players will not take it
All this shit be so forsaken, kidnap an opp like it's Taken (What?)
Run from the cops is what gang be doin' (Okay!) uh (Uh)
Run for the opps is what they be doin' (What?) uh (Uh)
Write that shit down like some lyrics, they won't hear it, they gon' fear it
They ain't gon' get nowhere fuckin' near it (Ah!)
I put that on my homies, if you gang, then show me, they be Dancing with the Stars
Like they Joey, bitch, where the fuck you going? (What?)
I'm drippin' like a faucet, pussy drippin', like it's porn, you gotta pause it
What? Okay, okay
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
I can't hear a damn word you be sayin', motherfucker
I go crazy, bitch, you know I go insane, motherfucker
I know you ain't real, you just playin', motherfucker
Ayy, all these ho's around here just be lame, motherfucker
I can't hear you, what you tal'm 'bout? What you tal'm 'bout?
Bitch, I'ma tune you out, I'ma tune you out
Bitch, I put this AK to your brain, whew
Bitch, I make him feel all the pain, whew
Whew, whew, whew
Whew, whew, whew
Whew, whew, whew
Whew, whew
Whew (Buck!) whew (Buck!) whew (Buck!) whew (Buck!) whew (Buck!)
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