TALK by Jon Lemon Lyrics
Pop it like a Glock clip
Bitch I know you watchin
Imma fill my pockets
Slow
All that shit you talking
Ain't a problem till you walk in pop in the wrong do
Talkin ain't a problem till i walk in and i solve it like a doctor
Drop out of college
Started ballin
When my father stopped callin
I went all in
Sloppy walk to the drop top wit a hot blonde
Molly rock hit my hot spot then i got soft
Pop it like a Glock clip
Bitch i know you watchin
Imma fill my pockets slow
All that shit you talking
Ain't a problem till you walk in pop in the wrong door
Bitch i roll up on my chopper
Bandana wrapped round my fuckin head
Eyes roll back like an eight ball i stay tall boy i fuckin hate yall boy
I'm rollin rollin my dope i'm smokin
Tombstone to the face then i face my omens
Like what
The fuck is you doin to me
Ain't i that dude that you flew into see
Flew overseas just to get it in
Freak on a leash when we met again
Frequent release with this medicine
Please do not let in
Fentantyl spreaded all over my city embedded in bodies this shit elementary jackson
This shit is not pretty
Not tryna be witty this really the gritty
This really be what we be living
Ain't poppin no pills
Ain't sippin no drink less i'm poppin da seal
This the real deal
At least one of my plugs want me killed
Dustin my weed on da scale
Bitch if you fuckin wit me you gon see how i feel
Might just OD in da field
Y'all don't know pills
Y'all might go really get killed
Pop it like a Glock clip
Bitch I know you watchin
Imma fill my pockets
Slow
All that shit you talking
Ain't a problem till you walk in pop in the wrong do
Bitch I know you watchin
Imma fill my pockets
Slow
All that shit you talking
Ain't a problem till you walk in pop in the wrong do
Talkin ain't a problem till i walk in and i solve it like a doctor
Drop out of college
Started ballin
When my father stopped callin
I went all in
Sloppy walk to the drop top wit a hot blonde
Molly rock hit my hot spot then i got soft
Pop it like a Glock clip
Bitch i know you watchin
Imma fill my pockets slow
All that shit you talking
Ain't a problem till you walk in pop in the wrong door
Bitch i roll up on my chopper
Bandana wrapped round my fuckin head
Eyes roll back like an eight ball i stay tall boy i fuckin hate yall boy
I'm rollin rollin my dope i'm smokin
Tombstone to the face then i face my omens
Like what
The fuck is you doin to me
Ain't i that dude that you flew into see
Flew overseas just to get it in
Freak on a leash when we met again
Frequent release with this medicine
Please do not let in
Fentantyl spreaded all over my city embedded in bodies this shit elementary jackson
This shit is not pretty
Not tryna be witty this really the gritty
This really be what we be living
Ain't poppin no pills
Ain't sippin no drink less i'm poppin da seal
This the real deal
At least one of my plugs want me killed
Dustin my weed on da scale
Bitch if you fuckin wit me you gon see how i feel
Might just OD in da field
Y'all don't know pills
Y'all might go really get killed
Pop it like a Glock clip
Bitch I know you watchin
Imma fill my pockets
Slow
All that shit you talking
Ain't a problem till you walk in pop in the wrong do