[Intro]
Chyeah (Uh), I'm doing it again, they 'tryna stop me, but I'm doing it again (Let's go, chyeah)
Chyeah, and I keep talking to myself, when I keep talking to myself, when I keep talking to myself

[Refrain]
You should go cop the Benz
You should go, fuck her friend
You should run up a M
You should do it again
You should go around the world
You should fuck up the ends
You should show these n***as who's bad
You should walk out with a skeng

[Verse 1]
You should crush up the molly blue
You should get out of Hollywood
You should spazz out on every track
Take a baddie and bend her back
You should take care of all of your sons, I'm riding 'round town with the cerelac
I'm totin' the molly, I'm dropping the gun
I think I probably should mention that
I'm droppin the molly, and totin' the gun
I think I should rearrange, ring it back
I finishеd a day where I see em' at
I think I should causе like [?]
I got insurance on my dog
I think I should Compare the Meerkat
Bad [?], she want my cup, I think I should hit the shit bare-back
They saying my name when I walk in the club, shut up, shut up, shut up
Trying to rap with the one, then you know it's a dub, shut up, shut up, shut up
Trying to tell me how I should go number one, shut up
I think I should focus on now, instead of how long it takes
I feel like I should be 60, oh now I've been cutting the case
I think I should be in Cancun, tucked off with a baddie feeding me grapes
I feel like I got to show love to my Haitians, yeah sak pase
I'm saying wagwan when I link up with Kodak, yeah the Z Look Jamaican
Plastic surgeon, inject myself in the belly, I give it a face
My baddie been working the dick all month, I'm about to give it a pace
I'm in Dubai, I got my stick in the sun, I'm about to sit down with the sheikhs
Feel like I can fly, I got the wings of Ferrari, an angel, the 458 (Let's go)
[Chorus]
And I keep talking to myself
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah, yeah)
And I keep talking to myself
And I keep talking to myself (Uh)
And I keep talking to myself
And I keep talking to my (Self)
And I keep talking to myself
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah, yeah)
And I keep (Chyeah)

[Verse 2]
Billion, billions
I don't want no less
I'm about to speed up the process (schyeah)
Gang on the road, and we posted
We having a fuck n***a protest
Jermaine Dupri, I'm So Def
I fill up my cup with the prometh-
It's plain to see I'm chosen
Tequila and molly my potion
You know that I slide for my bro-dem
Little Cory with me, that's my bro-dem
She giving me free promotion
Because I gave the baddie my slogan
I gave the baddie my catchphrase
Now she can't do what her man say
I put that yute in an ashtray
We cannot be equal, I'm living so evil, I try to go church on a Saturday
She's speaking in Hebrew, she just wanna pray and make sure everything's okay
I'm rocking Evisu, I baggy the jeans
I take the brick for another day (uh)
Please don't dap me, I'm keeping it clean
Hand sanitiser in my jeans
I put a baddie in my regime
I put a bad ting in my schedule
All my savages see the devil
All my savages seeing red
All my savages seeing dead
I'm looking classy in the S
Thug on my fire, I'm me in the Benz
They didn't even know I was in the ends
I tinted the windows, I ride with no friends
[Refrain]
You should go cop the Benz
You should go, fuck her friends
You should run up an M
You should do it again
You should go around the world
You should fuck up the ends
You should show these n***as who's bad
You should pop out with the skeng

[Chorus]
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah)
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah)
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah, yeah)
And I keep talking (Chyeah) to myself (Yeah, yeah)
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah, yeah)
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah, yeah)
And I keep talking to myself (Yeah, yeah)
And I keep talking to my (Chyeah, chyeah, uh)