DThang - Talk Facts Lyrics

(Elvis)
Grrah-grrah, boom
Don't run, don't run
At all, at all, like (Ransom, you f*cked this up)
Suck my dick
Every Flocka shot (up a O and I'm addin' a K)
Gang, gang, gang (that's on bro)
Gang, gang, gang
It's that T Dot nigga (suck my dick)
Ayo, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky
Never put a O before my Y
Smokin' everybody
Even my abuela know that
Everything dead (suck my dick)
Grrah

Come on CJ, you seen me when I ain't see you (ayo, CJ, what the f*ck?)
Nigga, you ain't even make a move (like, how?)
So how the f*ck when you see me you gon' shoot? (At all)
I don't know who got him in the booth (grrah-grrah, boom)
He said he gon' drilly bop on my coffin (like, how?)
Nigga, suck my dick, like
Ain't nobody gon' spin, how Sean got hit? (At all)
Y'all was jackin' that wasn't y'all friend, like (gang, gang, gang, elvis)
Like, smokin' on Yellow, Noah, Diddy (Yellow)
And B-Lovee ain't still do shit (dead opps)
Jiggyman dumbass got hit (dead opps)
That's word to my mother they never did shit (gang, gang, gang)
Like, smokin' on UE, Budda, Quado
Tell The Bridge to pick up a stick (dead opps)
Like, three of they deads that got put in a spliff (dead opps)
They know RPT niggas be on that shit (gang, gang, gang)
And I'm tryna pack me a OY, I still be searchin' for Jiggys (OY-O what?)
Family first, so we see the Flockas (like, what?)
The Charlie don't hit without Benji (like, what?)
It's like, how many dead niggas do y'all got? (Like, what?)
Free the guys, they score like a Wock'
He jack YGK, he get put in a box (RPT)
I told Remmo, "Just let off some shots" (FourSev', FourSev')
I know Gunna gon' aim for your top (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, we got a million opps (grrah-grrah)
So, we need a million chops (grrah-grrah)
Told Gz, "Don't crash, we ain't stoppin' for cops" (grrah-grrah-grrah)
And they keep on dissin' my block (like, how?)
Like, who got touched? Like, who got shot? (RPT)
And I fell in love with my chop (RPT)
And that's word to YG, we be f*ckin' y'all thots

That's on bro, he get shot if he totin' on Kelly (on bro)
And I hope that I catch him wit' Kelly (gang, gang, gang, nigga)
Like, smokin' on country, that shit got me deady (country)
Ride the O, we throw dick in her belly (every o shot)
Niggas talk on the 'Net but they know we don't lack (like, like what?)
Mista don't got the pole, he get stabbed (don't run, don't run)
If he jackin' OGz, he get shot in his back (suck my dick)
AJ lucky that he not a pack (grrah-grrah, boom)
Nigga, T Dot my bro, he go fifty-for-fifty (on bro)
Dthang spot 'em, then make 'em get jiggy (grrah-grrah, boom)
Spot a Flocka, let shots, go and pass up the sitchy
Better not run, you gon' end up like Ricky (gang, gang, gang)
Spin the Rey and we lookin' for Scottie (on bro)
Miss the Flock 'cause they talk on Woo Lotti (like, like)
I keep a .30, can't wait to catch Notti (like, what?)
And Dthang off .30s, he look like a zombie (grrah-grrah, boom)
F*ck Jah Loc, know he restin' in piss (like, like)
Smokin' on Smelly, got poked in his ribs (suck my dick)
Benji died tryna spin wit' no tints (like, what?)
Nigga, RB got hit up and what have y'all did? (What the f*ck?)
Bolly Rock, he a bitch, and he ran on his bitch (like, what?)
Catch TG, I'ma up it and blitz (suck my dick)
Remember brodie had both of they wifes in the crib (on bro)
That's on bro, man, they made both of 'em hit (on bro, Elvis)
EK sister got shot and he still wanna rap beef (like, what?)
If that was me, would have been in Patakies (don't run, don't run)
Niggas dissin' but we puttin' niggas on black tees (on bro)
He got hit 'cause he tryna act flashy (RPT)

I'ma start it like where y'all left off at (like, like)
Bitch, I'm back in the field where my dawgs at (RPT)
Every opp shot, catch shh, I'ma off that (grrah-grrah)
Every opp shot, he get left like a floor mat (grrah-grrah)
And what's up wit' these new niggas rappin'? (What's up?)
Grab a gun and go get you some action (uh-huh)
We shoot movies, we ain't wit' the actin' (at all)
F*ck Green Bay, we do all the packin' (grrah-grrah, boom)
Like, Dthang my brother, I'm takin' that risk, like (on bro)
Y'all just cappin', ain't catchin' no hits, like (at all)
Roscoe got beat, he got beat out his kicks, like (Roscoe)
Milly Wop got beat wit' a stick, like
OY-OG, but they never on nothin' (at all)
Catch Blockwork, we sendin' a dozen (like)
He stay dissin' my block but that boy steady bluffin' (suck my dick)
Up on CJ, don't care if we cousins
Like, we still on that shit like it's RPT buggin'
Like, Benji got shot in his shh (like)
Like, Diddy got shot in his shh (like)
And UE got shot in his muffin
Stop cappin' and really get up wit' me (like, like)
Spin y'all block and we doin' it comfortably (for sure)
Y'all gon' cap, but y'all really look up to me (like)
Dougie got shot and he still in recovery (get back)
But y'all know what we usually do (like, like)
Scream, "OY," I tell Roofie to boom (like)
Like, Bando my brother, he know what to do (like)
Stunna he geekin', that boy be home soon (like)
Every spot I was in, that's on bro, I was livin' (on bro)
Say he touchin' me, he gotta be shittin' (you stupid?)
Niggas get hit and they wanna play victim (like, like)
Pick up guns and them niggas start snitchin'

Suck my dick
Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Don't run, don't run
Yo, it's that Dthang nigga, make it get jiggy before we shoot 'em, you heard?
Ayo, it's that Bando nigga
Up a O and I'm addin' a K, nigga (R.I.P. Woo)
It's that Tdot nigga, grrt, boom-boom-boom
LLB for life
Yo, R.I.P.. Rah
R.I.P. Bean
Every opp shot (suck my dick)