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talk my sh!t - tramptn lyrics

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[intro]

mm, mm, mm
walked in this b*tch
and now these n*ggas
moving funny

(coughing)

i think i finally got it
yea i got it let’s go

[verse]

walked in this b*tch
and now these n*ggas
moving funny

i said stop
i said quiet
or i’ll shoot you in yo
stummy

diamonds always
glistening they looking
way to sunny
wipe his nose
wipe my nose
that’s my slimes
nose not runny (let’s go)

you better watch your
mouth lil n*gga i got
them mac 11s
got my n*ggas shooting
up the place and sent
yo ass to heaven (and sent yo ass to heaven, yeah)

we smoking on that
opp pack
we smoking abt 7
i be running for 12 minutes
straight and still don’t
need a beverage (yeah)

my haters went from
hating on me and now they
rock with me
i told them “can you pick a
side you p*ssies”
money hungry fiends (money hungry fiends)
i been poppin’ since
2017
you never heard of me
go ask yo b*tch
who tramptn is
she prolly still remembers
me (that’s tuff)

i can spit abt that time
where i was drug dealin’
or i can be like lil uzi vert
and start preaching abt demons (oh yeah)

tramptn take it easy
they can never match your flow
lemme give a lil countdown
and show them how it goes (and show them how it goes
let’s go)

it goes like mm mm
giving her these strokes
here’s some paper and
a pencil
you can add that in your notes (yeah yeah)

we smoking on that
good good
not caring abt these hoes
you can somber
while i sit back and
keep taking these tokes
sit back
spit cr*p
all i do is break backs (all i do is break backs)

how you wanna f*ck with me
but your head game is dead
trash (but your head game is dead trash)

i spit facts
make tracks
play roblox
but won’t crash (yeah!)
pulled up with a gun
yea i love it when the run (i love it when they run, yeah)

i cannot focus on songs
some lyrics might wrong
but i cannot handle it
she tryna suck it on soft
said b*tch hold off
she tryna swallow it (yeah)

riding around in a
getaway car
and i told my boy
turn that sh*t up

we started playing some heat
in the car and that sh*t
almost blew that whole sh*t up (blew the whole sh*t up, let’s go)

i’m tryna get fried
i’m tryna get wasted
all of my n*ggas
knew when i was faded (yeah)

dodging these hoes
like i’m in the matrix (whoop)
i nut lil b*tch can
taste it (i nut lil b*tch can taste it)

you can never
catch me lackin’
cuz i got 5 rounds
in the shotty (five rounds in the shotty, bow)

feel like deckard shaw in
ff7
i be racing in the
maserati
yeah

- tramptn lyrics

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