Video Talk Sikk de Zoocci Coke Dope 2024 Rap Lyrics

Zoocci Coke Dope - Talk Sikk Lyrics

7 s TALK SiKK Lyrics[Intro]
Cash, titties, strippers, [0:20], hey
Every time I get that ass, I'm strapped when I through the door (Like some, like some)
Yeah, yeah, billies all I know (Like some, like some)
Billies, billies, fillies, all my billies all bought

[Verse 1]
I will never let a woman treat me like a lame, yeah
Bitch, you fuck around, I fuck around and do the same
Fuck you think this is? This ain't no motherfucking game, yeah
Most you bitches wildin', most of y'all are not to tame
Niggas is living by bitches, niggas is living by bitches
Fuck around and spend a band on a dinner now, yeah
Bitches want captions on pictures
Bitches want captions on pictures, yeah
Buy her a Birkin, she think you a winner now
Fuck, if you single, you living alright
Stealing your joy like a thief in the night
Take you to church and I show you the light
Cheat on your ass and you ready to fight (Hahaha, fight)
Telling 'em niggas it's truly on sight
Being a player is like riding a bike
You think you're in love but it turned into a sike (Yeah)
I don't wanna be just one of the niggas you always be callin'
Baby misleading, deceiving, finessing like Eve in the Garden
She don't regret it, she's not really sorry, not even a pardon
And now that I'm ballin', I'm taking a step back, I feel like I'm Harden
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Give me all that ass, you say you love it when I talk sick
I don't have no time to talk about it, change the topic
I've been tryna work, you calling on my phone, you're toxic
Always calling on my phone, you know you fucking toxic

[Post-Chorus]
Give me all that ass, you say you love it when I talk sick
I don't have no time to talk about it, change the topic
I've been tryna work, you calling on my phone, you're toxic
Always calling on my phone, you know you fucking—

[Bridge]
Balmain, yeah, this is Balmain
Please, check my Balmain
Please, it's my Balmain jeans, say, yeah
Please, they're my Balmain jeans
And my Balmain feet, yeah, Balmain jeans
That's my—

[Verse 2]
I don't even wanna talk about all of the shit that I did in the past
I don't even wanna talk to no woman that let all of these lame niggas smash, yeah
Free your mind lil' boy, you'd be surprised, yeah
Take your time, it comes with peace of mind, yeah
You walk like a beast, you think that your pocket's obese
You walk in the club, you spendin' like thirty, at least
Drown in the bottle, you think that these women are deep
Your standards are high, the way that your living is cheap (Yeah)
I can't sleep no more
I can't breathe no more
Lord, I hope it helps me grow, yeah
Lead, I bleed, I show
Lord, please save my soul
From all the things that I don't know
[Verse 3]
Bands, I'm chasing the bands
There's no one around, now show me your ass
Bitch, is you tripping? You fucking around
You act like you don't got a man
Say that you love him and string him along, but damn, what is the plan?
I'm not the one that you need, I hit it and move, I'm fucking a fan
I was alone in the moments
And most times, it really felt like I was dyin'
You were fucking around and you couldn't even stop
Even though, you could see I was trying
If you stand for the truth about something, whenever they asked you, you never deny it
These are the things on my mind and I don't cap about it
I don't even write it

[Chorus]
Give me all that ass, you say you love it when I talk sick
I don't have no time to talk about it, change the topic
I've been tryna work, you calling on my phone, you're toxic
Always calling on my phone, you know you fucking toxic

[Post-Chorus]
Give me all that ass, you say you love it when I talk sick
I don't have no time to talk about it, change the topic
I've been tryna work, you calling on my phone, you're toxic
Always calling on my phone, you know you fucking—