Small Talk - Drakeo The Ruler, ALLBLACK

Big MAC’s, big straps, big bags

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Big MAC’s, big straps, big bags

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Big MAC’s, big straps, big bags

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Big racks, big straps, big bags

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Shit, nigga, ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Big body double R, hoggin' up the whole spot

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Nigga, ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Big dogs, somethin' they’ll never ever say 'bout you

If I stand on my chop I’m like 7'2

Big body Rolls' they’ll never ever say that’s you

All you got is one kill, and you’ll never ever pay that goon

I know I got the Dawn, but I should go and get the Maybach too

This a five seven, finna go and paint his face back blue

I’ll make you sit at home and hate yourself

Then put my ten chains on, nigga make you hate hate my wealth

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk nigga

He thirty four, I’ma let the Charles bark at him

I had to give him more shells

He couldn’t outrun the chop, nigga oh well

Big MAC’s, big straps, big bags

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Big MAC’s, big straps, big bags

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Big MAC’s, big straps, big bags

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Big racks, big straps, big bags

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Shit, nigga, ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Big body double R, hoggin' up the whole spot

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Nigga, ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Pressure in the grabba, hollows in this hammer

Thousands in my Ksubi’s, reachin' out-

Choppa solve problems, empty out banana

First class united, next stop is Atlanta

Ran her, jammed her, tackled her, stiffed her

Kickin' bitches out after I nut, then I get sick of her

Niggas think they tougher then the rock, when they off liquor

Slapped him with this Glock, then I shot him with the kimber

Born sinner, Gucci bandit, I be cleatin' they can’t stand it

Nigga yo' clothes second handed, yo' jewelry is not dancin'

And save some money up, and get yo' head bald

Quit askin' niggas for my number, I wanna hit bitch, not talk

We can hit about it

Big MAC’s, big straps, big bags

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Big MAC’s, big straps, big bags

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Big MAC’s, big straps, big bags

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Big racks, big straps, big bags

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Shit, nigga, ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Big body double R, hoggin' up the whole spot

Ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk

Nigga, ain’t nothin' 'bout me ever been small talk