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Caleb Steph - Can I Talk Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, yeah
This is a motherfucking true story told
Look, uh

[Chorus]
Ah, ah, can I talk my shit again? Uh
Even if I don't hit again
Damn, now she fucking with them minute men, uh, yeah
Jokers, busters, ayy, motherfucking riddle men
Knock knock, who's there? It's me, uh
Shawty fucked up, should've picked me

[Verse 1]
Told her from the jump she wasn't finna get rid of me, uh
Like a stain on her t-shirt, uh
She can't stand me, her feet hurt, uh
Now she complain I don't need her
Need her for what? Ayy, ayy
Heard you be sucking and leeching, ayy
Busting for rent every season
I can't feed you
You was biting that hand way too easy
Now you gon' starve for that
Take that washed shit to the laundromat
And all that jewelry you flexing
You flex around me, boy, you finna get robbed for that
Spent a whole check just to floss in that
Boy, you stupid
Need to spend you check on your bitch
'Cause you shining, but she on the 'Gram looking foolish
Like she clueless
Nigga, I done doubled up on all my shit, uh
Dripping all water, no piss
Heard they pissed off 'cause I'm dripping like this
Caleb Steph been the man since a motherfucking jit
Nigga said he got work, gon' call it quits, uh
You ain't really built like that
You ain't really in the field doing drills like that
Fake thuggin', it can really get you killed like that
Need to stop all that cappin', uh
Since I'm rapping, look
Can I talk my shit again?
Niggas be thinking I won't and I can't, but I will if I'm feeling it
Sleep in a coffin the way I be killing it, whew
I got more drive than a dealership, yeah
Fuck what you heard
I got it straight off the curb
I'm 'bout that action like verbs
So watch when you step to me, uh (Watch when you step to me)
Your feet could get shot (Your feet could get)
Your girl keep on checking me, damn
She think that I'm hot, woah
Man, I won't even hit her
Boy, I heard she a thot (I heard she a thot)
Heard you niggas be loving these hoes
I be swerving and ducking these hoes
2018, you still cuffing these hoes? What?
Go get some money, young nigga, ayy
Counting that shit all on Insta'
You must want us to come get you
Test me and I'ma go dumb with this pencil
You can't survive what I been through
Worst of the worst, I done seen what you won't
From the bottom where garbage and people get dumped
I'm on the money with the target got a beam on this gun
I'ma shoot, shoot, shoot, head popped, leaking somethin'
While you scrolling through your phone, head down, tweeting somethin'
I'll have your body on the ground with the sun beaming on it
I'm the hottest in my town since forever, getting better
Niggas tryna catch up, but I'm still speeding on em
Man, I'm the hottest in my town since forever, getting better
Niggas think I'm cooling down but I'm still steaming on 'em
Got 'em sweating like
[Chorus]
Ah, ah, can I talk my shit again? Uh
Even if I don't hit again
Damn, now she fucking with them minute men, uh, yeah
Jokers, busters, ayy, motherfucking riddle men
Knock knock, who's there? It's me, uh
Girl, you fucked up, should've picked me

[Verse 2]
I told her from the jump I'm the nigga that she want, but she frontin'
It don't matter, I'ma have to hit her friend
I heard she want a nigga like me, I am a nigga like me
Goddamn, lil' mama, stop playing
You better be on my line right now tryna fuck with me
'Cause if you not you ain't getting that again
Don't be banging on my line talking 'bout, "Do you fuck with me?"
'Cause if you ask, that's your answer right there, pussy

[Outro]
(Ayy, turn me up in the headphones real quick)
Say that, say that shit again, bruh
Say that shit
(For real?)
Say it, yeah, say it again
(Which part?)
Say you finna pull up on these niggas, finna go pull up
(Ayy, we finna pull up on these niggas real quick, man
You feel me, nigga?)
Pull up, nigga
I can't wait to see you, bro
Alright, bro, alright
Nigga funny
Let me hear that shit back, man, the takes we just did