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Talking Shit
Hip-Hop/Rap
Talking Shit was released on May 6, 2026 by 2 Shady ent. as a part of the album Burn Book
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Release DateMay 6, 2026
Label2 Shady ent.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM99

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ryan Russell
Ryan Russell
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Russell
Ryan Russell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tiizie
Tiizie
Engineer

Lyrics

Aye you know the only **** who record my shit is Tiizie
One thing about it I'm going talk my shit
Ryy2Shady on the beat LET'S GO!
I'm tired of waking up, get on the Gram to see these hating bitches
When I click they page, these hoes be chewed and editing all they pictures
That blue box say "follow back," don't fuck with none of these bitches
But I bet I follow her **** I, had to add him to the hit list
He giving grown man, he giving toxic
He want a cold bitch, I make him buy me Monclers
Now this for all of my bitches that like to talk shit
'Pull up on her ****, ride his face and get the profit
Cause I'm from pretty girl county, it's only real ones around me
He want that head like a bounty, I slurp it up just like Bounty
Yeah, I got the receipts, I'm not returning your ****
So don't try to do your big one, 'baby I can do bigger
'Cause you bitches ain't fucking with the shade queen
Yeah it's 5 o'clock shadows, get the shave cream
Had to wake these bitches up, they in a daydream
Double tapping on my pics, he on the shade team
Like I keep telling these bitches
I'm still the best rapper in Pretty Girl County
Imma talk my shit with this crown on bitch
Bitches throwing shade, but I'm still throwing it back
And when I'm with your baby daddy, I be throwing it back
No it ain't Thursday, but I'm still throwing it back
Search my number in his phone if you think that I'm cap
You can't name another rapper out here fucking with me
I don't make love songs, but I'm fucking the beat
Bitch, I'm fucking the best, can say that with my chest
Ask him how I got a ring, cause, I'm fucking the best
Hold up, wait—no, stop, bitch, uh-uh
Don't call my phone about your ****, please, uh-uh
Don't ask me if I know where he be at, uh-uh
And if bitches take it left, I got the right to bear arms
Better back up, bitch
'Cause you running your lips while we running through clips
And I can drop the bomb on you, wait till Twitter see this
I got a video of your **** ass blowing a kiss
You don't want Twitter to see that
'Cause you bitches ain't fucking with the shade queen
Yeah it's 5 o'clock shadows, get the shave cream
Had to wake these bitches up, they in a daydream
Double tapping on my pics, he on the shade team
He giving grown man, he giving toxic
He want a cold bitch, I make him buy me Monclers
Now this for all of my bitches that like to talk shit
'Pull up on her ****, ride his face and get the profit
Written by: Ryan E. Russell
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