Letra de Talkin' Greezy

Guillotine Head-gone I'm talking greezy I'm slept on In the club getting saucy with a redbone Getting thirst traps all up on my iPhone Atomic bomber ex-prima donna in Gucci colors My queen, I'm as saucy as saunas in the Bahamas People know when I want it I do it shit gets done I drop bombs that rip necks from craniums My firearms remove limbs from shady ones I milly rock on any block, [?] Beast mode, I fucked around I got the beast sprung Cakey [?] sexting at your next, like some razor bum Imported fruits can spit the truth since 1991 The shogun, demand respect from fucking everyone [?] Fresh clams and lobsters Sea salt on pasta, body shots to chakras Hold up, I had to double check my status My name [?] let you know I'm something savage