[Verse 1: Gizmo]
You talk too much
I walk back to my whip and then roll the windows up
I get so pissed nowadays this tension bouta combust
I quit tobacco I can't even smoke a fucking blunt
Get on my fucking nerves I’ll have you burn to dust
Who the fuck was talking shit, imma dig yo grave and write your name okay
So motherfucker do you wanna die or was your dumbass born with brain decay
I eat everything I kill, nothing ever gonna go to waste
I'll hang your face above my mantle space
Stupid bitch you missed the point
I am not your fucking boy
Overseas like I'm deployed
You still “can I hit the joint”?
Fucking with the Giz I’mma fucking destroy
I'm an iPhone bitch you an android
Wanna go to war with a fucking convoy
Fucking my bitch like she a playboy
Aye, aye, break the weed I'll roll that
I'm smoking loud on my way to the airport never wanna get those lows back
Getting off my plane I'm like where the fuck my show at
Why don't I know that
Pulling up to the venue, run up on stage motherfucker you know I own that
Then I get flown back
Cut the bullshit you a hypocrite
Motherfuckers on my dick
Acting like they different
You ain't never been no help
If you ain't gonna then kill yo self
Lemme come back from the depths of hell
So I can watch yo body melt into itself bitch
[Verse 2
You talk too much
Just hold that in like your probably
I think they know too much
Can’t understand why they rhyming, some shit we’ve heard enough
Better run, better yet stay inside, I'mma cry when they find yo guts
Laying out on the porch and don’t know why never find any blood
Of course I arrive as a deadman you'll try to make it out but can't escape where your made at
Leave a blade