TALK IT OUT? (Ft. Antariooo) BY ...

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Chorus (Antarioo, yes he's black):
 
Gave you my heart, you took it and then walked out
 
I asked you, baby, can we talk it out?
 
Why the fuck do we never talk shit out?
 
You took my heart, and then you walked out
 
I asked you, girl, can we talk it out?
 
Like, why the hell we never talk shit out?
 
You took my heart and now I'm walkin' out
 
Without a heart, that shit just brings me down
 
Brings me down
 
 
 
Verse 1 (Antariooo, yes he's black):
 
Play with this bitch like she my PC, now she walkin' out
 
I told my mama, "Can we talk it out?"
 
High in the Bahamas, girl, I'm callin' out
 
For your fuckin' love, what's this all about?
 
She don't give a fuck, I'm goin' all in, out
 
She don't want my love, she want the drugs, I cannot walk without
 
My fuckin' gun, smoke a blunt, the cup like I'm Dave Blunts, what these hoes talkin' 'bout?
 
Was it ever true love? Icy heart be thawin' out
 
Icy fuckin' wrists, what is there to talk about?
 
She's a fuckin' bitch, no point in tryna talk it out
 
Trying to talk it out, we gon' walk 'em down
 
NLE Choppa with the choppas, hoes we knockin' out
 
Oou-oou, baby, I gotta thug it out
 
These hoes in my face, I got 'em buggin' out
 
Got me so damn geeked out, no, we can't hug it out
 
Bitch, I'm with the SLUGS, yeah, we SLUG it out
 
Pull up, set hoes on fire, now hoes runnin' out
 
We gon' run it down, we don't give a fuck about
 
All them other niggas, gotta tough it out
 
Diam-diam-diamonds in the rough, hoes be duckin' now
 
Got the fuckin' .9, the blood be comin' out
 
Of his fuckin' eyes, yeah, we pump it out
 
Gang of the SLUGS, these hoes I'm shuttin' out
 
Get the fuck out of my fuckin' house, oou
 
Oou, baby, you drive me crazy, gotta SLUG it out
 
Gotta thug it out, oou, babe, gotta SLUG it out
 
Gotta SLUG it out, thug-thug it out, uhh
 
Hoes flowin' and rushin' out, rush-rushin' out
 
King of the SLUGS, flames we snuffin' out
 
Oou, baby, what you want? The blood be gushin' out
 
His chest, he puff it out, them cigarettes we puffin' now
 
We huff and puff it out, puffin' out
 
Fuck what you give a fuck about, fuck it all, run 'em down
 
Run it down, bitch, I'm the fuckin' man, this my fuckin' town
 
Bought you that fuckin' blouse 'cause I wanted to be your fuckin' spouse
 
You threw that all away, so what fuckin' now?
 
You cheated on me with that faggot ass man, now I'm cussin' out
 
You and that faggot ass man, both y'all can die, I gotta thug it out
 
Thuggin' out, SLUGgin' out, oou-oou-oou, I took the bloody route
 
Now all you hoes gon die, my tears done busted out
 
Burst-burst-burstin' out, fu-fu-fuck it now
 
Fuck what you wantin' now, I need something out
 
Of this whole damn situation, I'm not associated
 
With the hoes who always fakin', I do not have no relations
 
Baby, it's best to fuckin' face it, C-Notes on me, feel like Ayden
 
Fucked that hoe, insults you dish, can't take it
 
Oou-oou, niggas, yeah, they always fakin', on some snake shit
 
Snaky ends, baby, takin' M's, baby, oou
 
No, we ain't making friends, baby
 
No makin' friends, baby
 
 
 
Chorus (Me):
 
Gave you my heart, you took it and then walked out
 
I asked you, baby, can we talk it out?
 
Why the fuck these hoes always poppin' out?
 
You took my heart, and then I walked without
 
You by my side, by my side, nigga, can you all get out?
 
I asked you, girl, can we talk it out?
 
Like, why the hell we never talk shit out?
 
You took my heart, now I've gone without
 
A_ heart, a fuckin' heart, we call 'em out
 
We call 'em out
 
 
 
Verse 2 (Me):
 
And the choices that you make
 
Can lead to consequences
 
And the drugs that I take
 
Fucks up my fuckin' conscience
 
No, I'm not okay (not okay, babe)
 
I'm just bein' honest
 
Walk around with a K (with a K, babe)
 
I can't go without it, go without it
 
Moving on 'cause I gotta keep goin' on
 
With or without you, babe, I gotta move along
 
She know that she love to hate, this my newest song
 
Bitches, they so fuckin' fake, niggas fake, I choosed this one
 
Aye-aye, I never give up on my dreams
 
Gotta get my cash up by any fuckin' means
 
Wanna make sure me and my family can eat
 
I want to have a bed that I can sleep, sleep in
 
And I got nobody, no Gods to believe in
 
Fucking hate niggas, they fake, they my heathens
 
You can get the fuck away if you're a snake, boy, I mean it
 
It's MercerMars on this track, nigga, you best believe it
 
She got me high as fuck, got me geekin'
 
When she ain't by my side, I really start to start tweakin'
 
And I can't finish what I've started, it's demeanin'
 
Let's just take it slow, fightin' all my demons
 
Took 'em all on at once, hoe
 
I'ma smoke a fuckin' blunt, hoe
 
I could not give two fucks, hoe
 
Really thought I gave a fuck, hoe?
 
Fuck that nigga, I crunched hoes
 
Really pack a punch, though
 
That's why I can't love hoes, no, that's why I can't trust hoes
 
Nigga, it's MercerMars, better respect me
 
Got all the doubters start to envy
 
Baby, what about it? She tried to end me
 
Got this MAC 10, bitch, it's deadly
 
No, the SLUGS ain't ever friendly, this some SLUG shit, fuckin' try me
 
Got these niggas who wanna fight me, watch the lightnin' strike me
 
As I come out unscathed, anybody wanna try me?
 
And my diamonds, yeah, they're shiny
 
Fuckin' radiant, even if you niggas do not like me
 
Don't give a fuck if you niggas despise me
 
'Cause I do what I like, G_
 
Give me the usual, do this shit like Spike Lee
 
Make my hair spiky, like Goku shit
 
And these niggas want my soul, my soul they're out to get
 
Walk into the club with a fuckin' stick
 
And I know these hoes, they want my shit
 
Yeah, they wantin' it, they wantin' this
 
You're not important to me, I'm not sorry
 
And nowadays I really wanna party
 
Got the stick, I got that shit from Marty
 
Dead dog like Marley, nigga, I cared for you partly
 
Nowadays I care for you hardly
 
And that's a hard pass, nigga, ain't sorry
 
She mad as fuck, she wantin' an apology
 
But honestly? I'm not sorry, G_
 
All the shit you want from me, you're not gonna get none
 
Get none, got the Glock on me, shot this bitch up, bitch up
 
You can kick me down but I'm always gon' get up
 
And my feet I kick up, crown me king, lil' bitch had a slip up
 
He slipped up, he slipped up
 
Made his ass choke, shot these pimps up
 
Ain't pimpin' no bitch, I guess it's luck
 
And I just want true love, but all of this sucks
 
Yeah, that shit sucks
 
 
 
Chorus (Antarioo, yes he's black):
 
Gave you my heart, you took it and then walked out
 
I asked you, baby, can we talk it out?
 
Why the fuck do we never talk shit out?
 
You took my heart, and then you walked out
 
I asked you, girl, can we talk it out?
 
Like, why the hell we never talk shit out?
 
You took my heart and now I'm walkin' out
 
Without a heart, that shit just brings me down
 
Brings me down
 
 
 
Outro (Me):
 
Ayy, nigga
 
It's MercerMars, remember that
 
Talk bad on the SLUGS, you get dismembered fast
 
Gang-gang shit, they tryna shut us down
 
Cops walk us out but we ain't ever shuttin' down
 
SLUG shit, doin' SLUG shit
 
Fuck it, you hoes on some fuck shit
 
She loves it, yeah, she loves this
 
Thug shit, doin' thug shit, ayy
 
It's some SLUG shit, end of discussion
 
Give his ass a concussion, combustion
 
Our construction is destruction
 
We be SLUGGIN', this some SLUG shit
 
We gon' SLUG it, SLUG it, uh, bitch
 
Uh-huh, bitch
 
What's next, nigga? We shoot up the function?
 
Walk into the function in the fuckin' club with
 
A_ motherfuckin' fuck stick, you's a fuck bitch
 
You don't really want smoke, no
 
You don't really want smoke, oh
 
Nah, you don't really want smoke
 
So why say you do
 
When you don't want smoke? Oh
 
When you don't want smoke?

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Member since May 3 2022

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