Talk My sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
Gra, gra, gra -gra -ra -ra, like
Let me talk my
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[Verse 1]
Hold on, like, like, let me talk my sh*t
Most of these n*ggas, they know that they kids, like
They ain't never done done sh*t
Touchin' that foot when I touch my boot
Hold on, like, why do I blink?
Stand down, like I'm straight with the sh*t
Hold on, now they talk about
Gra, gra, hold on, hold on, let me talk my sh*t
Everything I do is down for the fifth
When they see me, come walk through the sh*t
Whole lotta money and b*tches and sh*t
Now I'm through and I woke up my sh*t
They say they love me, you know I'm legit
Ain't no time, I'ma do it for free
Walk down, b*tch, I'ma talk my sh*t
Gra, yeah, they love me, you know I ain't get ugly
I got scars and they callin' me Chucky
Too much and I'm hoppin' out
Too much and this sh*t gettin' lucky
Full of charm like n*gga don't like
If you want it, lil' n*gga, get ugly
Gra, I'm in a fit, go slime out
We runnin' like n*gga get thuggy
Gra, you and them two could get hurt
Like, I put they body in hearse
Two bodies like, shh
[Verse 2]
I know some young n*ggas say I'm a work
Put it on, put on that work
b*tch, she second, she turnt
Gra, I like to do what she gon' vibe, like
I know she really gon' talk, like
Let me choke my sip
Most of you n*ggas, they never done sh*t, like
All these n*ggas, they talk about jails
n*ggas, they really some kids, like
I'm the one that must step in this sh*t
My n*ggas come and they ain't know how I get, like
Said, get ugly, like
I know Chyma ain't do it for sh*t, like
What they wanna talk about what, like
Them n*ggas talk about fifth, like
I held it up on his ass, like
I brought the belt to his sh*t, like
I got no time for this sh*t like, all of this money
I see in my eyes I'm the one
I'm gonna make it look at my eyes, and they say
I'm a spotlight hold on, hold on
Let me talk my sh*t hold on, hold on, hold on, let me talk my sh*t, hold on, hold on, hold on
Let me talk my sh*t, graa!
Hold on let me talk my sh*t
[Verse 3]
It says everything down from the fifth when they see me come with my sh*t
Hold on the money in b*tch and sh*t
No, I'm gonna walk my sh*t
Hold on you know
Every time I undo a fifth, y 'all n*ggas get in that bag
I be different, but you know that I'm talkin' my sh*t
Hold on, I ain't spend like six hundred mirrors
I'm a drip like moon, too scary
Five pairs, blue jeans, new loose sneaks
Like n*gga, I ain't moon, too scary
Woke it up, I'm like a demon
Hop out, I ain't leavin' no scene
We gon' walk, we ain't leavin' no scene here
Like that kush, like n*gga, I ain't breathin'
Hold on, let me talk my sh*t
Everything I do, I do for the fifth
They gon' love me, they know I'm a spot
Spot in my gutter, my upper, my stick
They say I'm runnin', I'm thuggin'
Y'all n*ggas slummin', they know I'm a drencher
I ain't play with nobody, my n*ggas come and they say I ain't sick, like, one time
Hold on, let me talk my sh*t, gra
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