UK Talk - Splurge

Ay, let me hear that ho, Jeff

Yeah, go

Go, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Call up them rank 1 niggas, they killin'

Big Backwood for my goddamn villains

I’m with that shit, nigga, fuck how you feelin'

I get that bag, stick it up to the ceiling

Fuck on these bitches, these bitches too friendly

I’m on the lean and my bitch on that Henny

Pour that shit up, I’ma get a new kidney

You want a show, gotta give me a fifty

Bro got the drugs, so we take it with y’all

Finna get a new pack 'cause I want all the smoke

I used to post in UK with the Drake in my coat

Nigga look at me wrong one time, then he gone

Come get your bitch, she keep callin' my phone

These bitches cut out they tongue, gotta leave me alone

I’m too fucked up, I done got out of my zone

I am not tryna link up, I don’t wanna do songs

Yeah, I am that nigga now

I like your bitch, I be bustin' her down

Look at my jewelry, get close, you gon' drown

I gotta add up the money, nigga, I don’t know how

Gotta watch how I move, niggas die in my town

They done run off with my style, they keep bitin' my sound

I do this shit off the top, I’m not writin' it down

I be pipin' it up then I’m pipin' it down

I got Versace shoes, they on the moon

I gotta stay with the tool 'cause I be on the move

Percocet, I gotta get in the groove

I got them Balmains, I gotta walk real cool

Claimin' the bitch like the first day of school

I got the Glock, nigga, I ain’t got nothin' to prove

Air the bitch out like I ain’t got nothin' to lose

Gotta go hard for my people, I don’t even snooze

Roll up a blunt of that West Coast Cure shit

When you gon' stand in the trap, sellin' pure shit?

I hold a stack to my ear, hell nah, I ain’t hear shit

I seen a lot in my life, hell nah, I don’t fear shit

Nowadays, I can’t even stop at the QuikTrip

I hit the trap and then roll like a kickflip

I crash the coupe, I don’t drive no stick shift

I see a whole lot of purp when I’m pissin'

Damn, go