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luci4 - talkmyshit lyrics
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[verse]
i just poured a five deuce but i’m not from hoover
thirty shots you ain’t hit yo target you a baby shooter
n_gga h_ll yea i’m good at every park i’m pullin’ out looters
set trip turn trueyvamp to trueyshooter
yo girl sending titties to my phone like she work at hooters
all i gotta do is show some bands ion gotta woo her
we are not the same you a talker and i’ma do_her
the homie said i’ma real one ain’t nun true’er
i could do this sh_t on ipad ion need computer
finna start liftin” weights get buff as f_ck
n_gga signed a deal for two bands, boy what the f_ck?
spеnt yo advance on one coat you broke as f_ck
kickеd yo b_tch out the crib she spoke too much
man i’an get my d_mn deposit back i smoke too much
my momma said i’m clipped and wished me dead ’cause i pour too much
vaper rub on yo b_tch neck she throat too much
them n_ggas think i told they must be high
check my paperwork it don’t say rule 35
n_gga in the cell mad as f_ck just telling lies
he just mad that i f_cked his b_tch nutted in her eye
rappin’ ain’t sh_t i’on even try
b_tch i just copped a new fit i just spent five
put my mask on i go in keep the car on drive
when i sign this deal i’m finna make a [?] n_gga cry
wake up hatin’ on me everyday n_gga tell me why
yo b_tch just left me a voicemail could she get some [?]
hollow tips sharp as a muhf_cka’ make a n_gga skate
my n_gga out east got dog food blood serving j’s
i just seen yo b_tch at the kickback finna sell her yay’
i already told her get gone but she tryna stay
latina, columbian, haitian, and they tryna play
them n_ggas ain’t claiming that [?] sh_t, who the f_ck is they?
yuh wild wild west i’ll up the k
up the k aim the red beam and f_ckin spray
yo b_tch came to the hotel she f_ckin paid
that n_gga said that he trap he ain’t got no cheese
this n_gga sella tryna diss when you met me you kissed my feet
n_gga and that’s real rap spittin’ facts all on this beat
and yo b_tched text the homeboy she want his meat
stop sayin’ my name in yo songs ‘fore you get beat
yo dead ass mom all in my weed
if you come to california you will not leave
it’s okay if you count me out tricks up my sleeve
that n_gga up’d a knife in a fight i upped the bleek
i’ma up the mac
n_gga finally dropped a location he ain’t make it back
i did what you doing first yeah that’s a fact
you n_ggas out here sn_tchin’ percs your doing bad n_gga
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