Well I Talk About It Talk About It Lyrics
Well I Talk About It Talk About It Song is sung by NLE Choppa. Immerse into the song’s mesmerizing lyrics, enriching your melodious music experience. Explore the verses that capture the essence of the melody, right here on our lyrics website.
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Well I Talk About It Talk About It Lyrics
Song Name: WE SEE YOU
Singer: NLE Choppa
[Intro: NLE Choppa]
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
Try to run from the sweets, we catch him (Come here)
Dumba^^ ain’t make it too far
Whole lotta shots in the car (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
I shoot to the mall (Mall)
I didn’t know how to shoot, I was learnin’ (I was learnin’)
Target practice was on their squad (Squad)
I was gone on a spiritual journey
Now, I’m back sendin’ n^^gas to God
Give him more shots, he ain’t had enough (Nope)
Only give head taps, so, he better duck (Duck)
Opp pack, roll him up, then take a puff (Puff)
He still be alive, you ain’t gas him up (Up)
We don’t shoot through doors, no way (No way)
Hit the window, for sure he [?]
Still hit a n^^ga block with a throwaway (Throwaway)
Catch him, beat him ’til the gun break (Gun break)
[Refrain: NLE Choppa]
Leg shot, stanky leg, welcome to funky town
No aim (Mhm) when I spray
Why? Got a hundred round
Rich n^^ga with a bougie d^^k, yeah, I’m quick to turn a bad b^^ch down (Turn her down)
Back then, hoes didn’t want me, Mike Jones, what about now?
[Verse 2: NLE Choppa]
Play p^^sy, then you f^^ked, okay (Okay)
Any minute, have s^^t my way (My way)
Stand on everything that I say (I say)
God can strike me here, today (Today)
Fresh as hell, might strike a pose
If they right, I’ll s^^k her toes
Big d^^k made her ditch her Rolls
F^^k her ’til she pigeon-toed
[Chorus: NLE Choppa]
Wait ’til we see you (Come here), walk ’em down (Do it)
Wait ’til we see you (Come here), walk ’em down (Do it)
Why would we miss you? It’s a hundred round
Why would we miss you? It’s a hundred round
[Verse 3: NLE Choppa]
I was just f^^kin’ a b^^ch, you was lovin’ a b^^ch
I ain’t cuffin’ no b^^ch, I ain’t trustin’ no b^^ch
He ain’t duckin’ this switch, if I hit it, it glitch
I want him on the pit with a sack ’til it miss
I ain’t runnin’ from s^^t, in the mix like some grits
Need a new wig how I’m stiff on a b^^ch
[Bridge: Lipps, Inc.]
Well, I talk about it, talk about it
Talk about it, talk about it
[Verse 4: NLE Choppa]
Ayy, swerve it, Hellcat, we [?]
‘Cause we put n^^gas on jerseys (On jerseys)
She a BBL away from gettin’ f^^ked
Got buns surgery (Surgery)
Don’t come around when we thirty
‘Bout to clean a n^^ga in a hurry (Hurry)
My lil’ n^^gas hit you up off a few Skittles and a Perky (D^^n)
These b^^ches know how I play (Play)
Ayy, f^^k my ex, she dead (Dead)
Don’t ask if one in the head (Ah, ah)
That’s like askin’ us, wasn’t they dead? (What?)
Plug n^^ga, talkin’ tough to a slug, hit him (Pow)
Bullets hit him, make love with him
[Chorus: NLE Choppa]
Wait ’til we see you, walk ’em down
Wait ’til we see you, walk ’em down
Why would we miss you? It’s a hundred round
Why would we miss you? It’s a hundred round
[Refrain: NLE Choppa]
Leg shot, stanky leg, welcome to funky town
No aim when I spray
Why? Got a hundred round
Rich n^^ga with a bougie d^^k, yeah, I’m quick to turn a bad b^^ch down
Back then, hoes didn’t want me, Mike Jones, what about now?
[Outro: Lipps, Inc.]
Well, I talk about it, talk about it
Talk about it, talk about it
