talk talk talk - ysr gramz & louie ray lyrics
[verse 1: ysr gramz]
my n*gga pour a whole lotta lean, but he don’t sleep
my n*gga got the bows in, but they so cheap
how the f*ck is that your b*tch, but she want me?
that n*gga old and he broke, he an og
first come, first serve, you got slow feet
this n*gga said some broke sh*t, he got no t**th
i will not eat that b*tch p*ssy, she got roast beef
that n*gga cold as a b*tch, he got no heat
i thought i seen lil e, he was four feet
i’m finna slide in his b*tch, like a [?]
i can tell you f*ck with that sh*t, you have nosebleeds
[verse 2: louie ray]
alright, forty racks, just on one piece
n*ggas tryna stretch that sh*t out, cut beef
i ain’t tryna hash that sh*t out, you said f*ck me
560, i don’t say sh*t, let the light speak
twin terbos on this motherf*cker, move at light speed
oh, you one of them typе of n*ggas, you got light cheese
[?] jeans blue with thе stripes, but the sprite pink
it shine with the lights on it though, but his ice weak
i just made 40 more racks, been a half week
i ain’t gotta lie to kick it neither, getting fast cheese
still got a hundred on me, [?] cash
n*ggas talk, talk, talk, talk, it’s [?]
n*ggas f*ck around and spend another 50, i got [?]
she told her n*gga she ain’t f*cking with me [?]
[?] exposed to, [?]
[verse 3: krispylife kidd]
d*mn
caught a n*gga out, he got scared, give him jaz hands
[?] coming out [?] trash can
group of hoes came in the crib, [?] last [?]
i just charged a n*gga 5k for some ad libs
another day, no s*x, feel like a inmate
i just beat a n*gga ass bad up in intake
i just spent almost 20k on a fish tank
i just know her p*ssy got a smell, ’cause my tip stank
[?] i need a p*ss break
in miami getting money, i’m chilling with the haitians
i know a n*gga riding down dayton on some daytons
a n*gga always got twenty on him, like i’m gary payton
your b*tch f*cked on one snitch, you better fear the [?]
b*tch doing hair out the trap, yeah, i’m cool with [?]
white boy got the best prices, yeah, i’m cool with [?]
got the boogie man tatted, yeah, i’m cool with jason
[verse 4: ysr gramz]
you only winning ’cause of your team, you dion waiters
i’m tryna catch all my plays, before daylight savings
just ’cause your n*ggas made it, that don’t mean you made it
how the f*ck is you a k!ller? used to see you waving
they hit his ass with that glock, you will see him later
you f*cked up right now, and you need a favor
you ain’t did sh*t to your opps, and you n*ggas neighbors
my n*gga did the fool with the chop, like he up in [?]
like he work at a barber shop, he be giving tapers
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