King Purp - King Talk Lyrics

If you get to flexin on meWatch ya mouth because the weapon on meThat’s what niggas get for slep’n on meI mean sleepinListen to my testimonyHere’s a dollar can you stretch it for mePistol County what I’m reppin homieTold ‘em I was married to the streetsYou can call it holy matrimonyYou should watch ya girl because I macaroniThese niggas 12 ain’t no Axel FoleyI’m bout that action homieI got that ratchet on meYea yeaI got that package on meI’m never lackin homieYea yeaYou want that static niggaKnowin I pack a 40Yea yeaHit ‘em off top with the urgencyPurposely purp will murk emIt’s a murder sceneFTF rocking for certainNo stoppin no curtainsYou obviously heard of mePoppin shots until your white tee is burgundyPistol poppin take a rocket to MercuryGrab me a swisher for surgeryHit the booth it’s an infirmary yeaGas packs for the whole squadLoud blazin down the whole blockNiggas step I’ll pull ya hoe cardFTF we gotta whole lotReal nigga you’s a robotOn my way up and I won’t stopAnd I got work if you need datThese niggas broke and they won’t shopHit the booth, switch, now the flow popBurn the mic up til the show stopThese niggas sweet like a blow popMoving big work on a boat dockRockin designer like we shop in ItalyI send a shot to my enemyBullets I’m not talkin HennessyMention the opp but they not gone do diddilyYah