Sometimes good intentions It’s all talk, talk, talk Talkin' in the wind It only slows you down If you start listenin' And it’s a whole lot harder to shine Don’t come across so well

Lotta nigga talk, you don't ever get paid Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw the shade Still kickin' shit, make a bitch go crazy Still kickin' flav', got my swag on turn up Came with a zip, let the whole thing burn up All I know, get dough, keep it

And I'll be me Why don't you be you Just let it be So come on, let it go Everything that's broke Leave it to the breeze From walking home and talking loads Seeing shirts in evening clothes with you From nervous touch and getting drunk

I ain't foldin' under pressure, I ain't switchin' for no ho I ain't talkin' to no cop and I ain't tellin' on my bros Ain't no killer but don't push me, fingers itchin' on that pole Niggas plottin' on my come-up, gotta watch, they on my nose Long nights,

Dogg, what up, mane? Word on the streets is you ain't what you used to be I gang bang to the fullest A lot of niggas talk about it but they really don't do it, do they? So I'm doin' it for y'all Marco or bust, I'ma ruin it for y'all Stomp that, strap up,

Sometimes good intentions It’s all talk, talk, talk Talkin' in the wind It only slows you down If you start listenin' And it’s a whole lot harder to shine Don’t come across so well

You know I love you too I don't talk a lot, talk a lot So you should listen up, I mean it when I say I'm not afraid, it's okay You know I love you too, I love you too I love you too, I love you too I love you too Don't wanna dance alone So come here with

You should be alone Yeah, you should be alone You should be alone with me We could be alone Yeah, we could be alone But never get too low on me Oh oh oh oh oh, Oh oh oh oh oh oh So what if I don't have a lot to talk about?

Every time you talk to me Every time we talk In our own true way But I don't mind if you say It's takes a lot to get to the top And a little just to fall off quick And I think I've seen you here before Sometimes you fly so high

Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (Nuh-uh) Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (Ooh) Yeah, I done glowed up (Chyeah) Then I fucked your bitch, uh-huh (Uh-huh) What's your name? Lil Pump (Brrt) Told that bitch shut up (Chyeah) I drink a lotta lean (Ooh), pop a lotta pills