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Talking Shit
702
Hip-Hop/Rap
Talking Shit adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak 510 Music Group, LLC tarafından 10 Mart 2023 tarihinde yayınlandıTalking Shit - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi10 Mart 2023
Firma510 Music Group, LLC
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM84

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Oh my goodness, oh my goodness Cee
Yeah, young **** shit (Yeah)
Young **** shit (Still on that young **** shit, ****)
Young **** shit (Mhm)
Young **** shit (Mhm, uh)
Young **** shit (Uh-uh-uh)
Still on that young **** shit
Told 'em, "The street life get rugged"
To the end, ****, we thuggin' (Let's go)
Ask a you **** to knock you down, so you better stand for somethin'
Don't do no cappin', not no bluffin'
Stand far, and keep shit a hundred (Huh?)
Keep your eyes open 'cause **** do you like rich for that money
I ain't never tuck my tail, I ain't never ducked my bucket
I'm down to ride when shit get ugly (Let's go)
Pull up and score a bucket
The chop' sing, La Toya lucky
But when that butter, Ruben stutter
Head first about this shit, good thing I ain't caught a concussion
A **** playin' on my top, I get him cooked just like some stuffin' (Yeah)
The drop, and we gon' flush him (Yeah)
Like I had a bad stomach (Yeah)
I be really shittin' on ****, ain't flaggin', I'm just honest
All gangsters respect gangsters, you bitch **** ain't on nothin'
So, I talk how I wanna, give a fuck about repercussions
'Cause anybody act a donkey, gon' hang a **** like a ornament
I'm the one who gon' get it in, set the play, then I reel it in
All these rods like a fisherman
Leave the dial-up, go see the pin
Tryna run up some millions and put some shit in my rearview (Yeah)
Put down a lot of shit, but never puttin' down my pistol
**** be too forgetful, I ride with 7.62s
I'm out the way, but it's crystal, you play, you get your issue
That raw whiter than tissue (Yeah)
Don't lock up, we droppin' (Aw)
Take a four every now and then, every brick and made my profit (Aw, aw, aw)
I was down on my dick, I made these **** runt hey pockets
I was out this bitch starvin', I gave Pooh Shiesty for them dollars (Let's go)
Ain't no need for paramedics, these **** dead on arrival (Bitch)
Taliban, ain't wavin' flags, we got them sticks like Al-Qaeda (Yeah)
I'm your idol or your rival
Either way, ain't no denyin', that young **** been fire, and I been waitin' to get ignited
I'm Double R, real righteous
Oh, you block, all-nighter
Get caught loafin', campfire
Teddy bears and candy lighters
Came from sellin' Miley Cyrus, slangin' iron and dodgin' sirens
Inavde your home about that cottage
I'm at your front door if you got it
Oh my goodness, oh my goodness Cee
Written by: Jalen Green
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