Lyrics Talk Back - Snow Tha Product, Jandro, AJ Hernz

Talk Back

Acting like they know me but they only fucking see me in the parking lot
Ay yeah, and I feel 'em sucking on me como dracula
I know that they see me 'cause I hear 'em when they talk a lot
Hoppin' out the rolls and now my seats look like my wallet, yeah
I got a show on the road, I really think they a joke
I’m switching lane on the flow
Pull up
I smoke by the, flame ready let’s go
I got ultra in my lungs in Santa Monica
Hoppin' out the rolls and now my seats look like my wallet, yeah
Look
These dudes is ready
I ain’t even said the news, forgive me
I’ve been grinding and these moves is plenty
Only want you in the crew if every-thing you say is real as you would tell me
If it’s not then baby you offend me
Tryna a pull a fast one on me
Please don’t call me, I’ll call you, Andretti
Fuck up, I fuck up, I fuck up a check
Don’t be fucking with my fucking respect
They ain’t making motherfuckers like me
Heart on my sleeve, too much heart in my chest
Pardon the steeze, pardon my french
Fuck if they fake, karma fuck 'em again
When the devil can’t touch you, he after your friends
So I stick and I move, and I’m back with the win
Fuck if they fold, 'round here it’s laundry
I been the realest and look what it got for me
I made it all on my own so I’m profiting
Real ones gon' feel it and fake ones is gossiping
I ain’t the type to fuck with all you haters
I ain’t the type to fuck with ultimatums
You tell me that any day you could leave
I’ll get your flight and I say «Why you waiting?»
'Cause I ain’t got time and now I’m wise
And I’m on my P’s and Q’s and my eyes
In too many years I can see through the lies
Say they got my back but I see the knife
And people be lying, and people be talking
But lucky for me, I been known I’m a target
Intimidate men, they shut up when I walk in
But shit isn’t free
Acting like they know me but they only fucking see me in the parking lot
Ay yeah, and I feel 'em sucking on me como dracula
I know that they see me 'cause I hear 'em when they talk a lot
Hoppin' out the rolls and now my seats look like my wallet, yeah
I got a show on the road, I really think they a joke
I’m switching lane on the flow
Pull up
I smoke by the, flame ready let’s go
I got ultra in my lungs in Santa Monica
Hoppin' out the rolls and now my seats look like my wallet, yeah
I think it’s funny how people be acting when they not really with the shits
They musta forgot what this is
Like this wasn’t family
We ain’t been hungry and traveling, pushing the hits
Like we ain’t been stuck in the van, working with nothin' in advance
City to city and shaking these hands
Half of our life on the road just to a bag
Living the life, I take my heart on my chest and I put it on paper to make sure
I’m giving it life
I turn this art into paper
I flip and invest, gotta make sure I’m spending it right
I got a bitch that’ll pull up on her little friends
Got 'em drinking, they spending the night
My excuse is safety first
the house keys in my lady purse
I don’t got it mapped out but I made it work
And I got it out the mud 'cause my state the dirt
They hate the kid, they blame the gift
The gift a curse, the curse is hate
The hate is real, they fake it first
They shake your hand and make it worse
I call their bluff, I called it first
Acting like they know me but they only fucking see me in the parking lot
Ay yeah, and I feel 'em sucking on me como dracula
I know that they see me 'cause I hear 'em when they talk a lot
Hoppin' out the rolls and now my seats look like my wallet, yeah
I got a show on the road, I really think they a joke
I’m switching lane on the flow
Pull up
I smoke by the, flame ready let’s go
I got ultra in my lungs in Santa Monica
Hoppin' out the rolls and now my seats look like my wallet, yeah