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iur jetto - slick talk كلمات الأغنية

[intro: iur jetto]
(ooh, sav k!lled it)
(you recordin’, smerf?)
throw me off in this motherf_cker

[verse 1: iur jetto]
yeah, this my first day out (b_tch), i just did a bid
i was feelin’ down about god, but i can pray again
yeah, the tesla drive itself, didn’t put the addy in
heard they hip to flyin’ sh_t, i’ma drive it in
yeah, they wanna see somethin’, show my close friends
alexander mcqueens on with my skinnies on
had to bring my debit card, that fifty won’t fit
stuck that thirty in that glock, i bet that b_tch fit
heard the blues goin’ for twenty_six, well, you can keep ’em then
got the plug on ’em for the ten, they got some fent’ in ’em
i can’t drive around the city ‘less the car got tint on it
i ain’t supposed to be around no straps, i just bought ten of them
i just sent krispylife some names, he told me, “put ’em in”
one card out of cali twenty_five, i’m tryna get it in
nell won’t hit the club with me unless them sticks in
told him give that b_tch to me, the owner locked in
seen an opp in v.i.p., had to box him in
i’m your b_tch favorite side n_gga, i had to beat her up
ski her up, send her back to you, then you eat her up
me and the gang tryna sip some drink, so we gon’ liter up
2020 escalade, had to pick her up (b_tch)
plug sent ’em in the mail, i’m tryna pick ’em up
zazas like covid_19, you need a shot with it
i won’t come around you n_ggas ‘less i got them steppers with me
black phone doin’ numbers, yeah, that’s mathematics
black strap, black ‘cat, dippin’ all through traffic
r.i.p. my baby lil ru, this sh_t is on the floor
you can be with your baby mama, i’m lettin’ them b_tches go
[verse 2: rio da yung og]
you can have a hundred racks, this sh_t still on the floor
watched my n_gga die off drinkin’ lean, but i want some more
made forty racks off one fiend, i want some dope
half a mil’ on lean ’cause i don’t smoke no more
iur, mcd, ghetto boyz, b_tch
rmc mike, let me get a mean b_tch
still ridin’ with that gun with the green tips
still’ll up the handgun and make a sink ship
kingpin at twenty_five, i’m on my wing sh_t
hundred large in all fifties, that’s a pink slip
give me thirty racks right now, you gon’ be rich
feds come, i was right there, but i ain’t see sh_t
we just popped one of they mans, now we on defense
i just bought a .308, it got legs on it
the forty_five be like pew, it got a peg on it
ask e how much drank he got, he got a keg on him
sh_t, noah hit me, he got a plastic pint of red on him
she say i know her baby daddy, he probably beg, don’t he?
don’t no b_tch want my ugly ass, but the feds want me
and i ain’t tryna f_ck, my baby, put the head on me

- iur jetto

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