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lil gotit - no talking lyrics

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[intro]
kp, what’s up? [x3]

[chorus]
f-ck the talk, imma walk
hit your b-tch, i bet she stalk
fat baby gone spin the block
yayo with me, he don’t talk
like j sl-t [?], put them on pause
feeling like my pops, make one call
glock with a d-ck, call that power saw
(say what) i pop perks like tylenol
me and lil keed show n-ggas how to ball
just because my name real big, drop draws
pull up in the ram make the block drop jaws
maison margiela, bugatti looking tall
private flight gang, yeah we breaking all the laws
bet the judge gone give me a charge
the way i beat the p-ssy, i beat it out the walls

[verse 1: lil got-t]
money got up like it took an adderall
tatted my face, i ain’t never had a job
even got [?], i bet it get solved
pull up by my son got a whole [?]
pack shows out-state, yeah wall to wall
b-tch, f-cking [?]

[bridge 1: lil got-t]
knock em out like tyson
serving chicken, tyson’s
[?]
i’m driving with no license
broke -ss b-tch, she trifling
gone cut the check, i’m dicing
living on my high, yeah
everything on me i’m buying
ain’t sh-t for free, i’m buying
mula [?], i got ties in
swinging sticks like tarzan
[?], when i pop xans
[?], he ain’t got no chance
she mop d-ck when we hit the land
real sp-ceship, yeah i’m in that lamb
f-ck 12, can’t get me in that jam
drip sticky just like some yam
all blue hundreds, [?]
(kp, what’s up? [x3])
chopper got a flash, k!lla cam

[chorus]
f-ck the talk, imma walk
hit your b-tch, i bet she stalk
fat baby gone spin the block
yayo with me, he don’t talk
like j sl-t [?], put them on pause
feeling like my pops, make one call
glock with a d-ck, call that power saw
(say what) i pop perks like tylenol
me and lil keed show n-ggas how to ball
just because my name real big, drop draws
pull up in the ram make the block drop jaws
maison margiela, bugatti looking tall
private flight gang, yeah we breaking all the laws
bet the judge gone give me a charge
the way i beat the p-ssy, i beat it out the walls

[verse 2: slimeball yayo]
don’t play with lil fat baby
shoot at the [?] in broad day
i let him f-ck on my old [?]
don’t get in my way, i got road rage
don’t step on these cc’s, instagram popping come see me
elliot did my vv’s
your b-tch want to f-ck, she can treat me
cartier gl-sses, can’t none of you [?] n-ggas see me
don’t play with that boy, i got these boy, he make noise
we not going back and forth
f-ck the [?]
i f-cked the b-tch one time, i called her a uber
say you want a slime, imma show ya how we do ya
channel 5, we’ll make the news
gotta slow it down, be bool
lose brothers when we having blues
if you think that we’re broke, you ain’t have a clue, yeah

[bridge 2: slimeball yayo]
run it up, run it up, run it up
big bank roll, we gone run it up
high speed chase in a benz truck
f-ck it, and i’m going all the way
suck me up, give me head in the benz coupe
pull out, drop hood baby on her face (hey)

[chorus]
f-ck the talk, imma walk
hit your b-tch, i bet she stalk
fat baby gone spin the block
yayo with me, he don’t talk
like j sl-t [?], put them on pause
feeling like my pops, make one call
glock with a d-ck, call that power saw
(say what) i pop perks like tylenol
me and lil keed show n-ggas how to ball
just because my name real big, drop draws
pull up in the ram make the block drop jaws
maison margiela, bugatti looking tall
private flight gang, yeah we breaking all the laws
bet the judge gone give me a charge
the way i beat the p-ssy, i beat it out the walls



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