Comethazine – TALK ALOT lyrics

[Intro]
Shit had to happen
Yuh, still poppin' at these ops if they talk a lot, yuh (BITCH)
I'm still poppin' at these ops if the talk a lot, yah

[Chorus]
I'm still poppin at these ops if they talk a lot
I'm still poppin at these ops if they talk a lot
I'm still poppin at these ops if they talk a lot
I'm still poppin at these ops if they talk a lot

[Verse 1]
Still fuckin' on your thot
She loves givin' top (she loves givin' top)
Aye, ring her on the rozie-rozie
Need a slump (need a slump)
I just had to cop a Jag I might drop the top
I just had spend some cash, bitch I spend a lot
Ouh, take off his legs, shoot him with my mop
Now that nigga crippled, he can't even walk
(he can't even walk)
Had to call some Hi-Tech, sick of sippin' wop (sippin' wop)
Strap's down his neck, he can't even talk
(he can't even talk)
Aye, got rich quick, got and went to buy a lot
My bitch thick and her booty soft (and her booty soft)
Ouh, your wrist tick, you need to take it off
Your man's broke and he shop at Ross

[Chorus]
I'm still poppin at these ops if they talk a lot
I'm still poppin at these ops if they talk a lot
I'm still poppin at these ops if they talk a lot
I'm still poppin at these ops if they talk a lot

[Verse 2]
Ouh-ouh, yah-yah
And your granny gave me top (bitch)
And I'm rockin' Sketchers, I ain't got no socks
Yea bitch Imma flex and it ain't gon' stop (bitch)
Hoe, smash the dog shit out the cop (come here)
Ouh, Imma smash the dog shit out the fuckin' op
Ouh, yea bitch I'm in traffic with my fucking Glock
Ouh, pull up, don't let 'em have it, we shooting at the top
Still..

[Chorus]
Poppin at these ops if they talk a lot
I'm still poppin at these ops if they talk a lot
I'm still poppin at these ops if they talk a lot
I'm still poppin at these ops if they talk a lot