CMDWN – Talking Too Much lyrics

[Intro]

[Hook: Ca$tro Guapo]
Take a twin, break it up
I put it all in my blunt
Hit the gas, (cough), oh, fuck
I be coughin’ too much
Got some Sprite and codeine
I put it all in my cup
Fuck her face, cause that lil’ hoe
She be talkin’ too much
She be talkin’ too much, bitch
She be talkin’ too much
Fuck her face, cause that lil’ hoe
She be talkin’ too much
Take a twin, break it up
I put it all in my blunt
Hit the gas, (cough), oh, fuck
I be coughin’ too much
Got some Sprite and codeine
I put it all in my cup
Fuck her face, cause that lil’ hoe
She be talkin’ too much

[Verse 1: Ca$tro Guapo]
She be talkin’, that bitch be talkin’
She always talkin’
Blah, blah, blah, blah, it’s constant
Like it’s a conference
It’s boring, (yawns)
You hear me yawnin’
Bitch stop it, with it all that nonsense
Like being honest
Promise, I swear I promise
I’m being honest
Funny, that’s what they all say
That’s so ironic
Piped her, gave her Nyquil
Till’ she snorin’
Head down, walk wit yo’ head down
Kicked out the hands now
Hell nah, talk to the feds now
Ain’t you a fed now
Bread now, I’m gettin’ bread now
My stacks don’t bend now
Bend down, she in my bed now
Hoes giving head now
She say she wanna kiss me
And I say, ‘hell nah’
Ca$tro, I know you miss me
And I say, ‘hell nah’
Same hoes that used to diss me
But I don’t care now
All day, smoking super loud
And I can’t hear nothin’

[Hook: Ca$tro Guapo]
Break it up, I put it all in my blunt
Hit the gas, (cough), oh, fuck
I be coughin’ too much
Got some Sprite and codeine
I put it all in my cup
Fuck her face, cause that lil’ hoe
She be talkin’ too much
She be talkin’ too much, bitch
She be talkin’ too much
Fuck her face, cause that lil’ hoe
She be talkin’ too much
Take a twin, break it up
I put it all in my blunt
Hit the gas, (cough), oh, fuck
I be coughin’ too much
Got some Sprite and codeine
I put it all in my cup
Fuck her face, cause that lil’ hoe
She be talkin’ too much

[Verse 2: Ca$tro Guapo]
I got like 3 hoes with me on my Christmas shit
Man, give a fuck about no Christmas gift
Man, it’s hard for me to really know what Christmas is
I already own everything on my Christmas list
Shawty come to the crib, gave her Christmas dick
Put a bow on that ass, take a Christmas pic
Sayin’ music really got me doin’ different shit
I might cop a hotel on the Tipton shit
Do you nigga’s even know what different is?
Cause I’m really, really, trynna see the differences
Like five times a day, I’m rocking different ‘fits
And everytime I change clothes I got a different bitch
If you rock it, I got it, big bands in my pocket
Stay ‘bout my broccoli, bitch, I’m ‘bout my profit
Coke with the molly, ain’t talkin’ ‘bout Rocky
Nigga, keep talkin’, we aim at yo’ body
Rollin, I’m rollin’, I’m tweaking off molly
Look at my niggas, they look just like hockey
Bitch trynna kick it, I don’t know karate
Nigga just stop, but you niggas can’t stop me

[Hook: Ca$tro Guapo]
Talkin’ too much, bitch
She be talkin’ too much
Fuck her face, cause that lil’ hoe
She be talkin’ too much
Take a twin, break it up
I put it all in my blunt
Hit the gas, (cough), oh, fuck
I be coughin’ too much
Got some Sprite and codeine
I put it all in my cup
Fuck her face, cause that lil’ hoe
She be talkin’ too much

[Outro]