Talk
Yeat concert, Yeat, Yeat (come on, man)
Man, this nigga on another world right now
They said, uh, niggas was gettin' tazed
Bitches was poppin' pussy by the front door
Niggas was throwin' chairs, everything was goin' down
50-thousand people, Yeat concert
Twizzy shit right here
Real twizzy shit right here
(real twizzy shit right here)
You guys don't know 'bout it
Jump out at the show (uh, I'm working on dying)
Jump out at the show
Had to change my flow, yeah, had to change the job (BNYX)
'Bout to train my diamonds, yeah
They smackin' head to toe
"Shh" 'bout what you sayin', yeah, just shut up, let me go
Huh, riding in that, B-U-L-L Tonka truck
Riding 'round with these bust-down watches on me
I got my blicky tucked
Headin' number one up on these charts
Bitch, yeah, it's stuck as what?
A-a-all we do is just go number one, uh
And I just brought in some M's, lil' bitch
It's the first of the month
Riding 'round, I'm in the Cayenne, lil' bitch
I'ma tear up the city
I'm afraid of the sun (hey, hey, hey)
I went and painted the Benz
I switched shit up, I wanted it done by the don
All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother
My slime, my twizzy, my mom
I don't give a fuck what you sayin', I don't listen to it
I don't wanna hear 'bout none
And the whip got two R, yeah, Rolls-Royce
Yeah, with the Cullinan bought
I'm 'bout to bring this shit back and away from the top
It's the time of month
I'm 'bout to do it again, 'bout to do it again
'bout to triple the sum
How you gon' talk to a rat? (Huh?)
How you gon' talk to the feds? (Woo)
How you gon' talk to the shmeds? (Woo)
Now you gon' talk to the lead (huh?)
I don't give a fuck what you sayin', huh
You already heard what I said, huh (woo)
Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me
Yeah, I got big boy bread (woo, woo, woo)
And I don't give a fuck 'bout the coupe
Yeah, I pop the bitch on Tes', huh (woo, woo, woo)
You ain't even made no money, yeah
Don't make no sense, huh (woo, woo, woo)
I destroyed the coupe, I'm 'bout to jump out again
Jump out at the show (uh, I'm working on dying)
Jump out at the show
Had to change my flow, yeah
Had to change the job (BNYX)
'Bout to train my diamonds, yeah
They smackin' head to toe
"Shh" 'bout what you sayin', yeah
Just shut up, let me go
Huh, riding in that, B-U-L-L Tonka truck
Riding 'round with these bust-down watches on me
I got my blicky tucked
Headin' number one up on these charts
Bitch, yeah, it's stuck as what?
A-a-all we do is just go number one, uh
And I just brought in some M's, lil' bitch
It's the first of the month
Riding 'round, I'm in the Cayenne, lil' bitch
I'ma tear up the city, I'm afraid of the sun
(hey, hey, hey)
I went and painted the Benz
I switched shit up, I wanted it done by the don
All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother
My slime, my twizzy, my mom
I don't give a fuck what you sayin', I don't listen to it
I don't wanna hear 'bout none
And the whip got two R, yeah
Rolls-Royce, yeah, with the Cullinan bought
I'm 'bout to bring this shit back and away from the top
It's the time of month
I'm 'bout to do it again, 'bout to do it again
'bout to triple the sum
How you gon' talk to a rat? (Huh?)
How you gon' talk to the feds? (Woo)
How you gon' talk to the shmeds? (Woo)
Now you gon' talk to the lead (huh?)
I don't give a fuck what you sayin', huh
You already heard what I said, huh (woo)
Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me, yeah
I got big boy bread (woo, woo, woo)
And I don't give a fuck 'bout the coupe
Yeah, I pop the bitch on Tes', huh (woo, woo, woo)
You ain't even made no money, yeah
Don't make no sense, huh (woo, woo, woo)
I destroyed the coupe
I'm 'bout to jump out again
Man, this nigga on another world right now
They said, uh, niggas was gettin' tazed
Bitches was poppin' pussy by the front door
Niggas was throwin' chairs, everything was goin' down
50-thousand people, Yeat concert
Twizzy shit right here
Real twizzy shit right here
(real twizzy shit right here)
You guys don't know 'bout it
Jump out at the show (uh, I'm working on dying)
Jump out at the show
Had to change my flow, yeah, had to change the job (BNYX)
'Bout to train my diamonds, yeah
They smackin' head to toe
"Shh" 'bout what you sayin', yeah, just shut up, let me go
Huh, riding in that, B-U-L-L Tonka truck
Riding 'round with these bust-down watches on me
I got my blicky tucked
Headin' number one up on these charts
Bitch, yeah, it's stuck as what?
A-a-all we do is just go number one, uh
And I just brought in some M's, lil' bitch
It's the first of the month
Riding 'round, I'm in the Cayenne, lil' bitch
I'ma tear up the city
I'm afraid of the sun (hey, hey, hey)
I went and painted the Benz
I switched shit up, I wanted it done by the don
All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother
My slime, my twizzy, my mom
I don't give a fuck what you sayin', I don't listen to it
I don't wanna hear 'bout none
And the whip got two R, yeah, Rolls-Royce
Yeah, with the Cullinan bought
I'm 'bout to bring this shit back and away from the top
It's the time of month
I'm 'bout to do it again, 'bout to do it again
'bout to triple the sum
How you gon' talk to a rat? (Huh?)
How you gon' talk to the feds? (Woo)
How you gon' talk to the shmeds? (Woo)
Now you gon' talk to the lead (huh?)
I don't give a fuck what you sayin', huh
You already heard what I said, huh (woo)
Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me
Yeah, I got big boy bread (woo, woo, woo)
And I don't give a fuck 'bout the coupe
Yeah, I pop the bitch on Tes', huh (woo, woo, woo)
You ain't even made no money, yeah
Don't make no sense, huh (woo, woo, woo)
I destroyed the coupe, I'm 'bout to jump out again
Jump out at the show (uh, I'm working on dying)
Jump out at the show
Had to change my flow, yeah
Had to change the job (BNYX)
'Bout to train my diamonds, yeah
They smackin' head to toe
"Shh" 'bout what you sayin', yeah
Just shut up, let me go
Huh, riding in that, B-U-L-L Tonka truck
Riding 'round with these bust-down watches on me
I got my blicky tucked
Headin' number one up on these charts
Bitch, yeah, it's stuck as what?
A-a-all we do is just go number one, uh
And I just brought in some M's, lil' bitch
It's the first of the month
Riding 'round, I'm in the Cayenne, lil' bitch
I'ma tear up the city, I'm afraid of the sun
(hey, hey, hey)
I went and painted the Benz
I switched shit up, I wanted it done by the don
All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother
My slime, my twizzy, my mom
I don't give a fuck what you sayin', I don't listen to it
I don't wanna hear 'bout none
And the whip got two R, yeah
Rolls-Royce, yeah, with the Cullinan bought
I'm 'bout to bring this shit back and away from the top
It's the time of month
I'm 'bout to do it again, 'bout to do it again
'bout to triple the sum
How you gon' talk to a rat? (Huh?)
How you gon' talk to the feds? (Woo)
How you gon' talk to the shmeds? (Woo)
Now you gon' talk to the lead (huh?)
I don't give a fuck what you sayin', huh
You already heard what I said, huh (woo)
Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me, yeah
I got big boy bread (woo, woo, woo)
And I don't give a fuck 'bout the coupe
Yeah, I pop the bitch on Tes', huh (woo, woo, woo)
You ain't even made no money, yeah
Don't make no sense, huh (woo, woo, woo)
I destroyed the coupe
I'm 'bout to jump out again
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