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shit talker 2 - ambjaay lyrics

sh*t talker part two get em son

h*llo n*gga who is the im that same young n*gga make yo b*tch hit the splits
if she don’t make sense send her home in a lyft
these shoes on my feet might cost some people rent
chrome heart that part they like what is this
chrome spark dome shot make a n*gga flip
pull yo pants up baby i just want the lips
no i f*ck it ima dunk in her like shawn kemp
why you worrying about me where yo bag at
hockey stick in a dior backpack
i got za he shake why would we match that
you bring there around thе homies i bet a hundred hе getting laughed at
treat her like a tap card ima tap that
you can catch me wherever them racks at
he in a honda i’m in a hemi ima past that
on a freeway getting head in fast track
bad lil kitty drive the d*ck in a h*ll cat
the last bar that i said i know they felt that
run up the wrong way then a sh*ll
clap
n*ggas broke then a b*tch i can’t help that
n*ggas weak man they really need to give it up
every body they should pick a pencil up
woods only why the f*ck is that swisher tucked
when you think about money better picture us
the crime cost she like d*mn you still not picking up
i’m like no cus i’m trying to run this chili up
run these benjis up he a silly f*ck
in a coup with dalee doing the dash with a bully tucked
glock put holes in head call him
bowling ball
he a social media bandit d*mn he told it all
i wasn’t dropping so miss me with that falling off
but what i’m trying to say n*ggas still can’t top it all
b*tches still get kicked like soccer b*lls
n*ggas sharing clothes them not yo drawz
yeah i’m the sh*t talker drip walker
he talk alot choppa gone knock the lips of him
amb still balling b*tch we been balling
ima hit all net feel like james harden
clown n*gga sound like a b*tch call that b*tch talking i can’t keep b*tch off me listen when a pimp talking
they like jaay we want the old you
fire shooting out the choppa like it’s goku
sh*t on everybody ain’t i suppose too
bleed him with the choppa then we post dude
she a b*tch she sl*t and a hoe too
she the type that’s gone suck the whole crew
back to the topic that’s old news
eight sticks in the coup but it’s only four dudes
he wants drinks give him shots blame the alcohol
bad b*tch bounce that ass like a basketball
they switch on me but i’m not mad at all
i spit fire that’s something like dragon talk
a or b pick a solution you gone get it
everybody they switched beg for forgiveness
underrated don’t be brazy hottest in my city
b*tches see bank rolls and want to hang like some titties
i drop sh*t like a restroom near me
i can hit his b*tch and toss her back like a frisbee
he was talking sh*t on the gram now this n*gga missing
i’m the sh*t talker ain’t talk about in a minute
gang

- ambjaay lyrics

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