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shit talkin - karoshi tarantino lyrics

sh*t talkin lyrics
[verse]
unc’ moving bricks out the feds like el chapo
n*gga talking crazy, knock the cheese out his nacho
brodie just pulled up and poured an eight in a quatro
p*ssy n*gga smoking on that quiet, that is not dope
making crack jump in the kitchen with a hot stove
n*gga pulled up with fake straps, those is not poles
spread a b*tch out just like b*tter on a hot roll
find a n*gga lacking out in public, let’s get ugly
main b*tch wanna suck some d*ck, let’s get sl*tty
my fiend said he want an eight of red, let’s get muddy
i just wanna f*ck on that b*tch and her buddy
i just got a brand new pole, where the opps at?
n*gga driving reckless in the ‘burbs, where the cops at?
all these b*tches shirtless at my shows, where they tops at?
n*gga got his blood on my floor, where the mops at?
brodie out here standing on his money, he like 6’6
n*gga said he putting in some work with like six bricks
b*tch said she had a g*ngb*ng with like six d*cks
n*gga got set up at the door with like six sticks
n*ggas out her bugging in gwinnett, they like to c*ck suck
didn’t wanna walk in with the strap, put the glock up
b*tch said she f*cking with jay*z, threw the roc up
brodie tryna sneak some sh*t in, he in the lock up
got a white b*tch out in kansas, she got knocked up
couldn’t trust that n*gga with my pounds, he might get locked up
n*gga ain’t your mans dead? so don’t try to talk tough
plug couldn’t throw the grams at me, had to walk up
football team said my sh*t was trash, they had zero wins
n*gga tryna get up on the radio, had zero spins
n*gga said he tryna scam some sh*t but had zero bins
n*gga tryna judge my past life like he got zero sins
my n*gga out in houston tryna grind, y’all gotta thank reek
my n*gga down the road grinding ball, you gotta thank c
got a bronx n*gga in my circle, gotta thank b
stacking up my money, that sh*t standing at like eight feet
n*ggas tryna beef, n*gga i can’t even waste my time
n*ggas getting jealous, they gon’ try and overtake my grind
got a trash n*gga want a feature, tryna waste my time
told that b*tch to leave her body home but that neck is mine
[outro: colin khors & karoshi tarantino]
that’s a wrap!
that’s how you get sh*t done, boy

- karoshi tarantino lyrics

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