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TALKMYSHIT
Hip-Hop/Rap
TALKMYSHIT was released on April 25, 2025 by Shïnï Gäng as a part of the album FLEX!
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AlbumFLEX!
Release DateApril 25, 2025
LabelShïnï Gäng
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Flex
Yung Flex
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Niguel Deloatch
Niguel Deloatch
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Evildoer
Evildoer
Producer

Lyrics

I had to pop in, talk my shit
Told him what's up then?
I got a few **** ready to run in
Rock your shit
I might just dog him, walk your shit
Like what you on then? Not on shit
Shini gon' walk in, fuck all the talking
We ain't got time, might clock your shit
Like ugh
**** is bogus to me
Lil bitch, I'm with lil Ghost in the G
And he pushing that bitch like a Hawk
Told him put it in park, I brought gas and we both finna spark
Lil bitch we in the clouds like a star
Hold the chop like guitar, and I bet that he won't make it far
Bitch we smoking his ass like dart
Hope he playing it smart, I put one in his motherfucking heart
If that fuck **** really wan' start
Like ugh
I ain't just rapping to rap
Tryna snatch me a bag
And then deal with you after the fact
I could post in the back of the back
With a Mac in the bag, and a laser like we playing tag
Hardcore like Cactus Jack, hits back to back
And your shit still so wack
Like lets go pack for pack, I'm catching hats
Matte black shit lay him flat
I cannot fuck with you ****
And that's on my gang and my brother
You **** be under
I'm bringing that heat like the summer
And all of your shit is a blunder
Like ****, no wonder
You **** be soft as a puffer, and that's on my mother
Like really though, tell me who tougher
Bitch I get to clapping like thunder, or maybe a hunter
That fuck **** better take cover
Ugh
I had to run this shit back like
I up that shit, and I blow like a bagpipe
Fuckin with me, and its gon' be a bad night
**** be pussy, and I don't do cat fights
Ugh, I give that **** some act right
I'll whoop his ass like his motherfucking dad, like
I flip a switch, light it up like a flashlight
**** be bitches, I don't gotta say it
Like I just be snapping, these **** be playing
Bitch Flex not the best, what the fuck is you saying?
I'm smoking that strong like a motherfucking saiyan
I'll slap him around like a motherfucking weigh-in
Bitch you finna meet god, so I hope you been praying
Like say it, don't spray it, but I get to spraying bitch
Choppa gon' eat, yeah that motherfucker big back
Choppa gon' sing, name that motherfucker 6lack
Spinning his shit like it's motherfucking six flags
**** be clowns and I'm like where the big macs?
He ain't worth pack, I just might throw a cig back
Eighth of the za in a mf zig zag
And if you really mad, **** come get your get back
I had to pop in, talk my shit
Told him what's up then?
I got a few **** ready to run in
Rock your shit
I might just dog him, walk your shit
Like what you on then? Not on shit
Shini gon' walk in, fuck all the talking
We ain't got time, might clock your shit
Like ugh
Written by: Niguel Deloatch
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