[Hook: Sir MiLo] Don't be talking sh** I do not condone, yet alone support gossip If you do, you're on you're own and karma is a b**h And you never what she could throw, simple as it gets (2x) [Verse 1: Sir MiLo] Gossip is the reason friendships end And the bros over hoes bullsh** is full of pretend I make amends, gender hopping isn't an option Even when it comes to gossip If the story's true of course leave it to that No need to spark it to another pose I know you have a life, so why should yapping be your hobby, huh b? On Facebook leaving comments, sparking conflicts on my news feed Prank calling your pose sh** is rachet, wild & booshy Telling Shawna that Brianna f**ed Clarissa's baby father Johnathan and wore his red varsity cardigan Said that Juan was acting wanton for wanting Wanton soup went on and on Chinese man kicked him in the balls, super hard Yelled in spanish, oh my god Made him fight for respect from Devon who doesn't mean any harm C'mon son! Look at the damage managed from planted your bomb Minds are corrupted, friendships suffer from destruction But you love it.. [Hook] [Verse 2: Sir MiLo] Synthetic n***as on my sh** list, what is this TMZ was never in my school with this sh** Bunch of b**hes telling me I'm bound to be on Lil Nicki's hit list And my response is lick and grip a stick shift Play with your p**y on that corner where you sit and lay I don't mess around nor do I f** with him I'll leave em' hanging loose from his arms, I'm a jungle gym Your physicals in question Wonder what that weight trainers done for you I'm comfortable Nicki looking frail Wouldn't want to break a nail Choose the wrong shawty, thought she wouldn't tat on your tail There's an aroma I smell My ears irritatant I'm debating should I bench press a hater f** it, I let it rock for a minute though it's tempting See em' in the hallway thinking homie must be kidding, he kitten Fighting, of course I'm with it He's getting buff in front of his pose See he's with it as well I could tell he was ga**ed something like the stench I pa**ed Nick is an a** [Hook] [Verse 3: Sir MiLo] Damn, these n***as weren't kidding When they said it's all about he say she say Well I say, f** you No offense I have a short temper I'm as hostel as the hotel Since everyone knows my business Its only right that I smell whose up to it Maybe a little whiff a slice sniff Could lead me to the culprit, man Why does my name have to be mentioned if it isn't good for business I rather invest in deals that will lead me to the right direction I left it to the others to respect me and I'm tempted To go upside your head mentioned in personal business b**h don't k** my vibe Your body language replies You're the one that chooses sides In fact, I wouldn't tell you even if you were on mine Yeah, I see you as a brother but you tend to leak my life to the public So do me a favor, if I'm not comfortable tellin' Please spare me the pleading and begging, I'm begging ya.. [Hook]