TQ - Talk My Shit Lyrics

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Haha
(Baik roll that gas up)
Fasho

Hold on nigga let me talk my shit
Talk my shit
Y'all niggas ain't who y'all say y'all is
Y'all fraud as a bitch
Me I'm cut from a different cloth
If I can weigh the shit I can get it off
Plug called he finna send it off
It always touchdown like Cris and Moss
I feel like Meek and Wayne on a beat
I'm a give you bars
I'm a give you street
If I see ya broad she gone leave with me
Have her sucking balls turn her to a geek
Yeah she a freak, just how I like it
She know how I want it I think that she psychic
She eat the dick up and she know not to bite it
I'm better then you off the top when you write it

I'm putting money over these hoes
I'm the one funding all of my goals
They must've thought that I was losing focus
Til they seen me put this shit in motion
Being broke turnt me up
I got a front and I ran that shit up
Now I got them bands and I don't give a fuck
Cause when I was short it was me wasn't no us
But I'm glad that it happened
I knew I was it way before I started rapping
Back in high school a young nigga was having
Was passing my classes
But up in them bathrooms
I'm in and out trapping
Like aye what you need
I got the weed
Griff got the lean
Spud got whatever
If you got the means
It's the Go Getta team
Y double G til I get everything
And I'll still want sum more
I ran it up and I'm still ona go
Just rolled up a wood for whoever want smoke
Ignite it I light it and let this bitch blow
If you feel a way then let that be known
Can't beef wit these niggas they ain't on what we on
Free all my niggas keep bread on dat phone
I had to step up and get to a bag
Holding shit down until they can come home
These niggas can't do it like me
Everybody listen to me when I pop it
I'm in the stu I'm abusing the beat
Got punchlines and hooks like a nigga was boxing
These niggas like hoes they sit back and gossip
It ain't no surprise that I be the topic
That's just how I know that they know I'm the hottest
But hold on

Hold on nigga let me talk my shit
Talk my shit
Y'all niggas ain't who y'all say y'all is
Y'all fraud as a bitch
Me I'm cut from a different cloth
If I can weigh the shit I can get it off
Plug called he finna send it off
It always touchdown like Cris and Moss
I feel like Meek and Wayne on a beat
I'm a give you bars I'm a give you street
If I see ya broad she gone leave with me
Have her sucking balls turn her to a geek
Yeah she a freak just how I like it
She know how I want it I think that she psychic
She eat the dick up and she know not to bite it
I'm better then you off the top when you write that shit
No cap on it
3
These niggas can't fuck with the kid