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Thizzle Talk
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Thizzle Talk was released on October 9, 2024 by DR3VM.ENT as a part of the album Thizzle Talk - Single
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Release DateOctober 9, 2024
LabelDR3VM.ENT
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM91

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marquice McElroy
Marquice McElroy
Songwriter
Davion Livingston
Davion Livingston
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, another sucka die, we like, ooh-wee
She said she never suck dick, she could've fooled me
Me and bro got twin glocks, that's a two-piece
She not stoppin' till I bust, I'm like, move, please
Fuck it up, bitch, do what your mama taught you
30 stick, hangin' out my jeans, I'm a 30 poppin
She gon' give me what I need, she a penny drop
Shoot glock till they breath, leave, then eat helicopters
Ay-ay, ****, pick they ass up behind my paint
I'ma flip a bag and get your ass touched
Thought he had a lick and got folded like a Mac
But was livin' off his bitch and got mad he got his bag too
Ay-ay, tricked her out her bag and then cuffed her
These bullets bisexual if you hang with suckers
Spittin' on my name, you one stupid motherfucker
Spittin' on this block, we burn you down like Usher
Ay-ay, he post a pic with his bitch after I fucked her
Why you put your all in that, bitch, you can't trust
Ay-ay, he put a switch on the Glock, it's shootin' clusters
I'm tryna body me a shit, bitch, I'ma
Ay, bounce out, ****, I'm finna get down
Slide through how the Drake buses makin' thunder sounds
Bitch, **** talkin' on my name, but only chasin' clouds
Said he was gon' put me on a T, but, bitch, I'm still around
****, I'm reppin' red flags
If he keep playin, he gon' end up like shit, that ass
You, you actin' tough, lil' bro, I don't know why you said that
Keep it real, I just been chillin, you can catch me with them bands
Go stupid, go stupid
I got this Glock, I aim, I hit it, shoot like Cupid
When it's time to slide, I don't need no drill
Music, I'll bump, Alicia Keys, walk you down and keep it movin
Yeah, I'll walk a **** down, but ain't shit happen
We givin' out, ****, suits and ties, that's a gift package
Shorty know she found a G, she got my name tatted
Bitch, you know I got a bougie, dig my bitches, ain't every
Bitch, from Jordan to Darkside, bitch, we live different
Anything can happen, so don't ask me why this blick with me
And if this shit go down, is you gon' stick with me
Cause I seen a lot of **** change when they hear 50
Free J, ****, Free J, ****
Bitch, I'm thunkin' with my brother to the grave, ****
Stack pay, ****, Stack pay, ****
Cause these bitches gon' come with the cake, ****
Hold on, ****, you're not respectable
Stove runnin, you gon' have to go and fetch it for him
I'm the type, for my gang, I'll take the weapon for him
It's really levels to this shit, I learned my lessons twangin
Yeah, ****, this shit get real, ****
It's Free J that got him fetchin' 30 years, ****
I done bailed and he still had that steel with him
I'ma run with gang, you better know this shit get real, ****
You know I'm still fresh as hell when the feds watchin
We bringin' pressure to your ears and got your head bobbin
If he speakin' on my death, then I'm a bad rapper
My EBK just got off of work, he say he still slidin
Bitch, ask about my opps, that's a dead topic
Shorty, I ain't trippin' off them **** if they ain't slidin
You claimin' that you gangsta, but you stay high
And **** weird, I'ma blow this gas and stay on paytona
I'ma blow this gas and stay on paytona
Written by: Davion Livingston, Marquice McElroy
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