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big trendin - shit talka lyrics

sh+t talka

intro
n+ggas talking like the known me
my whole f+cking life
you don’t know me p+ssy boy
you ain’t earned my stripes
can’t get round me
sending shooters
and they running back
they scared of me
i come outside
i don’t hear none of that

verse 1
on my momma youn want drama
b+tch i bust ya brain
put in work put you on a shirt
make yo ass a stain
blank yo b+tch ass
stank yo b+tch ass
take it back to 04’
let the gang bank yo b+tch ass
yea you hear em screaming woo
they gon stomp you like a q dawg
issa problem they gon grab them sticks
like it’s a pool hall
boy you gotta issue tryna tell you
betta move on
i call that corner pocket
they gon rock ya f+cking cuе ball
and ya baby muva wanna f+ck a n+gga erry night
so i got a alibi
yea that p+ssy air tight
go head with that cappin n+gga
wе know you don’t trap
caught a body and you home already
we know you a rat
fresh as sh+t from head to toe
executive that’s my designer
walkin round i smell like runtz
blues falling out my pocket
b+tch i’m runnin up my strips
sumn extra in the clip
vvs’s on my b+tch
she love it when i talk my sh+t
hook
cus i grew up inna city
where i had to duck sh+lls
so you know it’s f+ck the feds
f+ck the ops
and f+ck 12
got two b+tches and they shooters
and they goin both ways
run up on me
they gon knock you right up out your dolce’s

40 gotta extended clip
f+cking right imma talk my sh+t
40 gotta extended clip
f+cking right imma talk my sh+t
40 gotta extended clip
f+cking right imma talk my sh+t
40 gotta extended clip
f+cking right imma talk my sh+t

verse 2
i’m on my real estate sh+t
la b+tch
i just bought a block
i can’t wait till the sun go down
imma come outside and get this guap
if it’s slow imma treat you like my yellow b+tch
imma hit cho spots
kick that door
triple beams
223’s
get on your knees
i ain’t never told on a n+gga
streets know i ain’t no snitch
i ain’t bitin my tongue fa no b+tch
so it’s f+ck you off the rip
she luv to f+ck me onna gas
cus i be talkin my sh+t
executive from head to toe
these hoes all on my drip
and u shinin big trendin
prolly cus imma brand new star
but don’t sleep cus ain’t sh+t sweet
that glock’ll give you a brand new scar
got like 30 in my ears
pointers hittin like gervonte
you know she gon make it sloppy
for that birkin and that givanchi
rockstar spinning blocks
pills in me
i ain’t sober
and you these cops get behind me
i ain’t pulling over
cus i’m dirtier than trump
coming home?
sh+t i doubt it
but i still rather get caught with that sh+t
than caught without it
hook
cus i grew up inna city
where i had to duck sh+lls
so you know it’s f+ck the feds
f+ck the ops
and f+ck 12
got two b+tches and they shooters
and they goin both ways
run up on me
they gon knock you right up out your dolce’s

on dat trap sh+t
yea dat trap sh+t

exec gang n+gga
exec gang n+gga
big trendin n+gga
big trendin

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