Lyrics Talk to Ya - Rich Homie Quan

Talk to Ya

Aye look I don’t call alot of people
So when I call you pick up
I could be doing anything right now
You feel me, you dig what I’m saying bro
I just need me somebody I can talk too
Even if your phone on one percent answer when I call you
I don’t know where it went wrong a lot of shit been going on
It’s something about that pussy baby I can’t leave you alone
Been on the road for eighteen months feel like so long
Been on the road for eighteen months it feel too long
Been with yo ho three days she already too gone
And it feel like too long, I’m still hot and I’m flown
Tell Quan when the last time Skool Boy been hot
Skool Boy shooting shots
Imma big kid nigga you broke
Not a Rich Kid nigga I’m Rich Homie
Fuck a Rich Kid nIgga
But I still fuck with Kaelub
Still in Decatur
Came a long way from that driveway nigga
Get wrong have niggas outside of yo momma house in that driveway nigga
Got some young niggas throwed off who ready to rob that nigga
And I’ll get throwed off on all that liquour
No star six seven I don’t need no private number if I call that nigga
Lil boy you better fall back nigga
Because I’m grown, you not I’m on, you not
My patna dems my patna dem whatsup you floppin
Wear your patna clothes whatsup, stop it
And boy you not no real crip I heard you floggin
I swerve in that rari, v12 horsepower she heard cuz I’m louder
I don’t write nothing down in that diary because
I just need me somebody I can talk too
Even if your phone on one percent answer when I call you
I don’t know where it went wrong a lot of shit been going on
It’s something about that pussy baby I can’t leave you alone
Been on the road for eighteen months feel like so long
Been on the road for eighteen months it feel too long
Been with yo ho three days she already too gone
And it feel like too long, I’m still hot and I’m flown
I done been broke I know how it feel
Magic do a lot I’m David Copperfield
I done bought about a pound worth of copperfield
Hit a lick with my nigga break it down the middle
I know that these niggas gone hate on me for the rest of my life
I know that these bitches gone keep waiting on me so I make them my wife
Hard know I got to go
Did dat this shit now this here flood
You think you player posted on the cards
Wanna get with my heart but I know that
I just need me somebody I can talk too
Even if your phone on one percent answer when I call you
I don’t know where it went wrong a lot of shit been going on
It’s something about that pussy baby I can’t leave you alone
Been on the road for eighteen months feel like so long
Been on the road for eighteen months it feel too long
Been with yo ho three days she already too gone
And it feel like too long, I’m still hot and I’m flown
Theres something about your smell
Theres something about the way you wear your hair
(Make me feel some type of way)
I like it but can’t show it
Can I call on you when I need somebody to talk to