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[chorus]
i like talkin’ lots of sh-t
get em lit, get em lit
(get f-ckin’ lit)
all them got a trick
triple six, hit the fifth, aye
(hit the fifth)
kin is locked in
split the chips, hit the wrist
(hit the wrist)
i run in the pits, but we winnin’ in a min’
(but we winnin’ but we winnin’)
you can talk big, let em dig
said they hit… not convinced
every time i drop a song i hit a l!ck
(song i hit a l!ck)
f-ck a brick, i be building with the chips
(building chips, what)
got some aces in the mix, i’m all in
(all in)

[verse 1]
yo, who the f-ck’s this f-ckin’ kid, rocking watches on his wrist
but his pockets rockin’ lint?
“sh-t yo, i don’t know, he’s lit”
(he is…)
got more juice than crusty socks under the bottom of your bed
(jerkin’)
all you kiddies like to choke, but i like copping me some neck
(cuxh cuxh cuxh)
chicks be rollin’ when you say “hi, nice to meet ya”
b-tches send me pepperonis ’cause i screamed about a pizza
(gaaaaahhh!)
y’all be charging more for features than you got up in your followers list, (what the f-ck?)
my b-tches swallow, they suck your d-ck with a condom and spit…
man i got clout without a face tat, toting, shooting, or dragging
you go out and rent a maybach and film a music vid’
so i’m ’bout to k!ll you f-cking tragic
and f-cking closeted actors like i shot up the mansion sp-cey was sh-ggin’ in…
(ohp…)

[chorus]
i like talkin’ lots of sh-t
get em lit, get em lit
(get f-ckin’ lit)
all them got a trick
triple six, hit the fifth, aye
(hit the fifth)
kin is locked in
split the chips, hit the wrist
(hit the wrist)
i run in the pits, but we winnin’ in a min’
(but we winnin’ but we winnin’)
you can talk big, let em dig
said they hit… not convinced
every time i drop a song i hit a l!ck
(song i hit a l!ck)
f-ck a brick, i be building with the chips
(building chips, what)
got some aces in the mix, i’m all in
(all in)

[verse 2]
b-tch i’m on the run, you won’t see me from the front…
got a couple funds doin’ sh-t you never done
i’m so hard i’m living life it’s like i’m always ’bout to c-m
i can’t hear your mouth, but i can really feel her tongue…
(ah ah ah)
lately drop b-ss for cake, and making no funds
make my statements, chase, but don’t run
in a grounded place, erase what don’t bump
face to face, and facing no one
had a fake b-tch, now i don’t love
gettin’ f-cked, and giving no f-cks
if the face is kicked, i bet i won’t bust
she got tears from deepthroat, yeah, she choked up
god d-mn!
i don’t got cash to use
just a pack of matches, and cammy blues, and a bottle of vodka in my -ss and gooch
if you want a sip, i better grab some b00bs
trust me, that’s the rules of gooch gang
twofers, gettin’ turnt on tuesdays
bernies, so i’m f-cked, i’m too faced
so i’m like…

(whoop!)

[chorus]
i like talkin’ lots of sh-t
get em lit, get em lit
(get f-ckin’ lit)
all them got a trick
triple six, hit the fifth, aye
(hit the fifth)
kin is locked in
split the chips, hit the wrist
(hit the wrist)
i run in the pits, but we winnin’ in a min’
(but we winnin’ but we winnin’)
you can talk big, let em dig
said they hit… not convinced
every time i drop a song i hit a l!ck
(song i hit a l!ck)
f-ck a brick, i be building with the chips
(building chips, what)
got some aces in the mix, i’m all in
(all in)

[outro]
i like talkin’ lots of sh-t, i like, i like…
(lit, lit)
i like talkin’ lots of sh-t, i like, i like…
(lit, lit)
f-ck a motherf-ckin’ brick, i be buildin’ with the chips…
(oh, oh)
got some aces in the mix i’m all in
i like talkin’ lots of sh-t, i like, i like…
i like talkin’ lots of sh-t, i like, i like… uh
f-ck you
ya muvva… ha!

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