Gat Talk (Yuhurd)

Now on the last track
I think I was being to subtle
And I got a whole lot more shit to say

Ayo! And it go like this

Now It's all fun and games
Till I wanna do the same
There's a whole lot of me
But it don't hit the same
I give shots out for free
I know how to play the game
So I when pop out and aim
Put some respect on my name

Gat Talk, Gat Talk
(When that motherfuckin')
Gat talk, Gat talk
(Yuhurd)

Gat Talk, Gat Talk
(When that motherfuckin')
Gat talk, Gat talk
(Yuhurd)

Gat Talk, Gat Talk
(When that motherfuckin')
Gat talk, Gat talk
(Yuhurd)

Gat Talk, Gat Talk
(When that motherfuckin')
Gat talk, Gat talk
(Yuhurd)

"The Print" dropped
Op pop, It's a shake down
Hit the stop, flop, chop shop
Nobody make a sound
If you wanna go another level
We could buss a couple rounds
If we was really on the same level
Who on top now?
(X he just mad cus' you took the spot)
Word that nigga mad cus' I took the spot?
Take another peak and that eye get shot
This ain't what I meant when I said
"Take another shot"

Passed another block
Make another drop
What you mean a break?
I don't ever stop
I been working nights
Tryna map and plot
I been working night's
Gotta' get on top
It's getting weird
And you hoes tryna be us
Hit you with a response
But it's all on BS
Even with "The Print"
You hoes couldn't see us
You let them niggas gas you
Got you thinkin' you can reach us

Gat Talk, Gat Talk
(When that motherfuckin')
Gat talk, Gat talk
(Yuhurd)

Gat Talk, Gat Talk
(When that motherfuckin')
Gat talk, Gat talk
(Yuhurd)

Gat Talk, Gat Talk
(When that motherfuckin')
Gat talk, Gat talk
(Yuhurd)

Gat Talk, Gat Talk
(When that motherfuckin')
Gat talk, Gat talk
(Yuhurd)

The last was really good
(I could do better)
Seeping out the seems
Having lucid dreams
(Don't put nose in my endeavors)
This a different stream
We on different Teams
(What the fuck you mean,
We should get together?)
Influenced by a Queen
Y'all just work machines
(What the fuck you mean,
You applying pressure?)
I just cranked the gage
On my compressor

Gat Talk, Gat Talk
(When that motherfuckin')
Gat talk, Gat talk
(Yuhurd)

Gat Talk, Gat Talk
(When that motherfuckin')
Gat talk, Gat talk
(Yuhurd)

Gat Talk, Gat Talk
(When that motherfuckin')
Gat talk, Gat talk
(Yuhurd)

Gat Talk, Gat Talk
(When that motherfuckin')
Gat talk, Gat talk
(Yuhurd)

It go down in the booth
Shots fire out the roof
Tables switch in a suit
Y'all don't know
About the couth
Get a bag for the loot
Diamonds hang like a fruit
Y'all get stuck in One Route
So them flows on loop
I just chuckle when I'm right
And I'm always on 10
Cuff a duffel for the flight
Guess I got that yen
Spits "Nic" when I write
Y'all never see my pen
And when I pop out in the night
Show you how to flip a ben

That's that motherfuckin' Gat Talk

You feel me?



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Writer(s): Brooklyn Dimas
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