Lamb Talk

Where my black at, ****?

I don't even kick it with these **** like I used to

I'm a one-man army, and I've been that

Done tryna be cool with ****, fuck that, they know my name

Bitch, I go by Mike Big Double Lamb OG

Can't find any peace when they're waiting on me

Mama said, see how they really gon' be?"

I can't give them no tea when they already got tea

Gotta stay cool when they put you in the heat

I was hot in the sun, and now a **** got cold

I was throwing foes up 'til I found out that the foes turned hoes

Guess the folks turned foes on me

The vent made 'em think I was on

Defended, they thought I went broke

So big-body Benz, bagged all of her friends

Make 'em rock that ten on the back of torso

It is what it is, I don't play pretend

When she try to get in, I'ma tell her, "no"

'Cause last time I did, she fucked my friends

But it is what it is, I can find a new ho

Fuck it, crew got left, T-B-H, I don't trust human beings with me

Everybody got beef with me

Back door, can't slime me out, thought he couldn't do a thing with me

Doin' dirty-ass deeds to me

Blurrin' my face out the shot, the pics get cropped

Remember me just as a thought

All that I got is myself and my wealth and my health

Everybody can't eat with me

Crashed out (itching, homie)

Passed out (Benji' throwing)

Ass out (titties showing)

Whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa, okay

Wonderin' (do different, homie)

Stolen whip (they spinning on me)

Close your lips (they dissing on me)

Whoa (I don't know)

This ain't for the press, so let them know

If it ain't that impressive, I never show

She got choices, still gon' choose this dick

When they search for a legend, they choose my pics

**** go broke for a glimpse

Pocket watching be the same reason you ain't rich (on God)

I'll rather go broke tryna buy me some kicks

Before I go broke tryna look for a bitch (bitch)

I spent some bankroll on my clothes, and then damn near for my hoes

Can't bring them to my shows, I'll bring them to my home

That's just the way it is, get it how you live, you don't get it, gotta go

This a six-figure whip, 30 G's on my neck, hit the bank, even though I got more, bitch

Crashed out (itching, homie)

Passed out (Benji' throwing)

Ass out (titties showing)

Whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa, okay

Wonderin' (do different, homie)

Stolen whip (they spinning on me)

Close your lips (they dissing on me)

Whoa (I don't know)