Tekst piosenki 'Talkin' Bout (ft. Juicy J)' wykonawcy Wiz Khalifa

(Intro)
Swagger on
Trippy niggas
Let’s get ratchet

(Hook x2)
I’m loadin up and I’m ridin out
They talkin shit but they hidin out
Real niggas know what I’m talkin bout
I’m loadin up and I’m ridin out
They talkin shit but they hidin out
Real niggas know what I’m talkin bout

(Verse)
I got the rack, I got the sack
Here to bump beans, I got that pack
People didn’t need the 2 cups in the zip
Juicy gon find that, just into the clips
Normal like ash, out the gas
Plays with the sticks and they run up and blast
Next time you’re seeing this face on the shirt
Next time you’re ridin stretched limo hearse
Key Y, you niggas mad nigga
That to me you so cash nigga
Stuffed in a Louie bag nigga
Juicy J be that nigga
Big bag and that’s pain killer
Codeine in my drink killer
Mostly niggas be lyin sayin they is but ain’t killers
Nigga wanna play with me, I’mma break his mouth
Give my youngins, they a do it
I’mma bring em out
Damn they on yo ass then they flyin takin off
Nigga we gon take a life before we take a loss

(Hook x2)
I’m loadin up and I’m ridin out
They talkin shit but they hidin out
Real niggas know what I’m talkin bout
I’m loadin up and I’m ridin out
They talkin shit but they hidin out
Real niggas know what I’m talkin bout

(Verse)
My diamonds sing like Ray J homie, every day’s a payday
Rollin up that KK, now it’s going down like mayday
All my niggas be cheerin, stackin money to the ceiling
You still smoking out the parking lot, now we owning a building oh
Used to tell niggas I was gonna here but they ain’t really understand
Now they see me in that brand new Rari and start to think I’m the man
Now my jeans cost a grand, now my draws fill the stands
Now they see that I’m ballin cuz I have to bring in them bands uh
Now when niggas be tourin, now my money be foreign
All my niggas be scorin, section very important
I’m cakin up, you fakin up,
I’m rollin weed when I’m wakin up
Instead of talkin shit and try to hate my nuts
Just grab a drink, come drink with us

(Hook x2)
I’m loadin up and I’m ridin out
They talkin shit but they hidin out
Real niggas know what I’m talkin bout
I’m loadin up and I’m ridin out
They talkin shit but they hidin out
Real niggas know what I’m talkin bout

(Verse)
Front page, I’m on the news
Nigga call me a dropout
Real nigga, 100
Never needing no copout
Diamonds on my chain just pop off
You already know what I’m bout
Got bad bitches from overseas but I need a big ass from the south
Look at us, we made it
Bottles up in the air now
25 racks a night, give a fuck bout swinging your hair out
Getting trippy man with some frisky things
I am the shit and you niggas ain’t
‘Cause if I mention yall I’mma make you famous
You still ain’t nothing, I’m stainless
You famous, anything you want right now
Baby girl just name it
And I’mma get real deep in the pussy
The number one nigga, ain’t no need for replacement
Getting in my spaceship
I’m high as a bitch, fly as a bitch
Okay Juicy and Wiz, every day we do this shit

(Hook x2)
I’m loadin up and I’m ridin out
They talkin shit but they hidin out
Real niggas know what I’m talkin bout
I’m loadin up and I’m ridin out
They talkin shit but they hidin out
Real niggas know what I’m talkin bout