This is a song about "Sneaky talk"

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

If the world still the same its nothing else but the talk

Talk shit about the clique,

Have no souls indeed

Okay man you do the drop

I visualize they day we talk

I'll be the last to hear you talk,

Fuck you niggas, but this ain't raw dog

A bitch ain't nothin' but a dog

Entertain yourself whilst i talk,

You better start thinking before you talk

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

Or backing down, come here slut, let's talk/

Shorty i'm a dog don't handle no broad

Picture a place that they exist, together

A sneaky narcotism snuck in and got in her