kayr – talk lyrics
[chorus]
yeah, i wanna talk my sh+t, yeah, i wanna talk my sh+t
yeah, i wanna talk my sh+t while i spark that stick with a broad in the car so thick
you don’t wanna get this rage, wanna get this hit
you don’t wanna get this sh+t from a cutthroat clique who’ll rip up and dip, man
you don’t wanna get like this, ay
yeah, i wanna talk my sh+t, yeah, i wanna talk my sh+t
yeah, i wanna talk my sh+t while i spark that stick with a broad in the car so thick
you don’t wanna get this rage, wanna get this hit
you don’t wanna get this sh+t from a cutthroat clique who’ll rip up and dip, man
you don’t wanna get like this, ay
[verse]
this that perfect sh+t, motherf+ckers ought to know about it
you be stuck up in the snow, i’m out it, take the beat and then i shoulder mount it
powerbomb it ’til there’s no amount of saving it and then i throw around a
couple bottles of champagne, look at the bill and it says $40,000
d+mn, that was a night, i be like mario laying the pipe
shorty brought a friend over to share, i said, “well, i’d have a bite”
ain’t i k!ll this whole beat before? ain’t i k!ll the whole d+mn routine before?
ain’t i leave em in the motherf+cking street before? ain’t i put somebody six feet deep before? like woah
[refrain]
time to spray ’em right back
better stay in line, jack, ’cause you don’t stay in my pack
and every time i’m in the game they hide facts
it’s a shame, i might have to put they names in my tracks
[chorus]
yeah, i wanna talk my sh+t, yeah, i wanna talk my sh+t
yeah, i wanna talk my sh+t while i spark that stick with a broad in the car so thick
you don’t wanna get this rage, wanna get this hit
you don’t wanna get this sh+t from a cutthroat clique who’ll rip up and dip, man
you don’t wanna get like this, ay
yeah, i wanna talk my sh+t, yeah, i wanna talk my sh+t
yeah, i wanna talk my sh+t while i spark that stick with a broad in the car so thick
you don’t wanna get this rage, wanna get this hit
you don’t wanna get this sh+t from a cutthroat clique who’ll rip up and dip, man
you don’t wanna get like this, ay
[verse]
i be the talk of the town, you be the talk of the clowns
you just be walking around, homie i’m stompin’ em down
yeah, i be shutting ’em up, ‘for i be shuttin’ em out
i hope your girl ain’t allergic, she had my nuts in her mouth
i moved her guts all around but i bet her love for you is still there
homie i know it don’t feel fair, she let me pull on her real hair
i see you giving that steel stare. oh you’re so hard with your mean glare
if you be picking her up from my pad, well, you better be bringing a wheelchair, yeah
[refrain]
time to spray ’em right back
better stay in line, jack, ’cause you don’t stay in my pack
and every time i’m in the game they hide facts
it’s a shame, i might have to put they names in my tracks
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