jtć mariø – eagle talk lyrics
(chorus)
this that eagle talk, they ain’t heard of that
i put hollows in this gun and we gone get him wack
and i ain’t even in no car but i’m swervin’
when we show up with them sticks, they get nervous
got a b+tch who really with it and she curvy
i been stepping in my boots, getting dirty
like a chef up in this b+tch, i been serving
yeah, he say he want smoke, i ain’t worried
(verse 1)
she gone suck the d+ck, she put her hair in a bun n+gga
n+ggas always hiding , come outside, let’s have some fun n+gga
show up in the trenches and i bеt them n+ggas run, n+gga
you know it’s a banger when you hеar me say “uh, n+gga”
take a picture, do a pose
forces and designer clothes
k!ll a n+gga at his show
leave his body decomposed
up the glock, that n+gga froze
jtc got many hoes
f+ck a gun , we throw the bows
number one like derrick rose
i got moonrock in my swisher and i’m busy getting faded bouta head on
i ain’t looking for no fame, i want the figures
go and find your homeboy, that n+gga dead and gone
what you wanna do, huh?
you say you gone shoot, huh?
come up off your loot huh
you diss , you get the boot (huh)
sippin on that tea but this ain’t tea, this be that deuce (huh)
put me in the booth, huh
your one glock, we got two , huh
(chorus)
this that eagle talk, they ain’t heard of that
i put hollows in this gun and we gone get him wack
and i ain’t even in no car but i’m swervin’
when we show up with them sticks, they get nervous
got a b+tch who really with it and she curvy
i been stepping in my boots, getting dirty
like a chef up in this b+tch, i been serving
yeah, he say he want smoke, i ain’t worried
(verse 2)
i had a b+tch who really p+ss me off, ain’t wanna give me head
i said f+ck it , went to get my phone, got plenty hoes instead
they be running from my f+cking bullets, shoot him in his legs
got a shawty who be mega drippy, think she wet the bed
they be thinking it’s a f+ckin’ game, we show them what these hammers do
she suck my d+ck and eat my nut but n+ggas still don’t have a clue
i’m not the one to tie the knot, i f+ck a b+tch then throw the deuce
i’ll make your b+tch come suck my d+ck and then i pass her on to you
these n+ggas say they really gangster but don’t really wanna shoot
i’m masked up with some k!llers , catch me stepping in some polo boots
i’m jtc , the realest rapper everybody wanna loot
i’m always high like clyde the glide, i always keep a 22
(chorus)
this that eagle talk, they ain’t heard of that
i put hollows in this gun and we gone get him wack
and i ain’t even in no car but i’m swervin’
when we show up with them sticks, they get nervous
got a b+tch who really with it and she curvy
i been stepping in my boots, getting dirty
like a chef up in this b+tch, i been serving
yeah, he say he want smoke, i ain’t worried
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