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talk my shit remix - grim king lyrics

lemme taaalk my sh*t uh i’ma taaalk about it huh? huh?
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it huh? huh?
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it huh? huh?
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it huh? huh?

yeah i’ma ballin’ yeah n*gga dead slimy n*gga yeah
yeah i’ma headroom flipping yeah gravedigging yeah
bigger bag put it on your head i can get you dead
old slimy ass n*gga yeah green flag yeah
sr sh*t you know i’m reppin’ yeah i’ma stuff on that
send a flunkey you won’t get him back you gon’ get him whacked
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it huh? huh?
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it huh? huh?
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it huh? huh?
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it uh uh
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it. huh?
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it (lemme let me)

don’t mess wit me i gon get u wack
don’t run away cuz we shoot n*ggas in the back
can’t hold up my pants cuz i got like a hunnid racks
extended clip i brought thats wat my enemy lacks
shoot n*ggas in the head thats facts (facts)
ready know i brough da macc
my gun goes clic clic clic clacc
we got in a chase i ain’t hittin the brakes
my chains diamond and grills arnt fake
these bodys i rake
i came wit da drac
i get 2 ms more than wat u make
membe when i used to have to take
now i put bodys in the lake
when my gun go tic tac
we got inna shootout but urs didn’t even quacc
ops in prison 4 sellin cracc
k!ll n*ggas when they slacc
8 the p*ssie like a snacc
i ain’t even gotta brag
cuz bodys i drag
shot a n*gga up like we was playin tag
ready know i make dem b*tches gag
amiri jeans i ain’t no f*g
i brought my shooters opps brought the white flag
n*gga forgot tell his mamma he ain’t comin bacc
we onna chase throw da drugs like a quarterback
speedin up like we on a racetrack
k!lled all the opps they ain’t comin back
didn’t even shoot my gun he had a heart attacc
911 sh*t we gonna hijack
clamin u drop bodys u don’t even got a sixpack
hate that n*gga so i put him in a bodybag
k!lled his homies so they won’t payback
put him on the news his family saw that
his cousin wishes he could fight me
he didn’t even see me lurkin
b4 i shot him he prayed 4 mercy
wipe lil n*gga nose i’m thirsty
shot him up like a nursery
his whole fam scared of me
ain’t no1 gonna hurt me
b*tches want me they gettin surgery
f*cked her from the back then put her in a nightsac
actin like u f*ckin big n*gga
cappin about some murders u ain’t like that
put his and his friend on a white t
drippin hard i’m st*rdy
wanna lock me up 4 murda
so i k!lled the jury
yesterday i k!lled murda
today imm gonna k!ll his mother
wat comes around goes around so i k!lled karma
i ain’t really like drama
hide and go seek found him but still shot his papa
met him on the street then f*cked his babymama
k!ll a n*gga if u got beef wit nle choppa
k!ll everyone never gonna stoppa
never stop makin commas
f*ck the president i k!lled obama
he want smoke so i spit on him like a lama
f*ck school and da teacher
i ain’t f*ck wit u neither
put u in a coma
when i spray da trigger
sip codeine like liquor
f*cked her so hard she got dementia
grim king imma k!ller
so good luck 4 da future
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it huh? huh?
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it huh? huh?
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it huh? huh?
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it huh? huh?
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it huh? huh?
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it uh uh
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it. huh?
lemme taaalk my sh*t f*ckin’ taaalk about it (lemme let)
(me)

- grim king lyrics

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