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slim & headie one - let's talk money lyrics

[intro: slim, headie one]
let’s talk money
let’s talk money (suh, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh)

[verse 1: slim]
i done a lot of sh+t, it didn’t work out (yeah)
turn on the phones in o, ten racks in a day, what a brilliant turnout (yeah)
i coulda’ been broke, sitting at home, you know, but look what i’m worth now
i hit the pyrex hard when sh+t got hard and i left it burnt out
yeah
i ain’t linkin’ h on the farm with a shotgun, hand ting fully extended clips
i ain’t sent tt grub up north, i’m grabbing a blender, floodin’ the mix
don’t get stuck in the mix, talking sh+t, put yourself in a pickle (no)
oi, let’s play piggy in the middle and see who’s pumpkin ends up pitched
who’s live and firing? who told you i’m tired of grinding? (who)
money and guns i find exciting, i’m ot causing a drug death crisis
ayy, don’t act up and lose your marbles, internet beef is harmful
have me in the back of the ride, yeah, riskin’ life with a f+ckin’ car full (ridin’)
yo, less is more
i tell little man, “go get to steppin’ more”
it’s ‘023 and i’m pressin’ more ’cause the price is rising
who’s hungry? (who)
i’ll send the troops on a mission, tie up the link, and leave him potless
i got 99 problems, so many options, who wants to get this poppin’?

[chorus: slim, headie one]
let’s talk money (suh, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh)
let’s get a airbnb, let’s fill it with junkies
get the bando jumpin’
let’s talk guns and parcels, don’t be an +rs+hole
and get the mandem started
tryna leave hairlines parted, broad day, pull up and clart it (turn, turn)
let’s talk money (suh, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh)
i was parkin’ wapeens off a hundred pound car from gumtree (ugh)
let’s talk country
turn that letter box vending machine, i don’t wanna see undies
let’s talk seaton
i got money on my mind, i walk with demons (turn, turn, one)
[verse 2: headie one]
name the price, and i’ll buy it (turn)
bring the grub, bet i fly it (turn, turn up)
full chicken, nah, i don’t diet, this g in g lock, it stands for giant (one)
it’s got an extended clip, man can have that singin’ like it’s brent faiyaz (ugh)
how many times did they get too angry?
had to go do it in a car, that’s tired (told me turn, ayy)
slice that dots with the ankle grinder (told me turn), now i got my young boy out on a high+vis (turn, told me turn, ayy)
just last night, he done a night shift, i thank god he’s an all rounder (yo)
see, i had my ends phone, it was slow until my ‘rex got filled up with powder (p+ssed)
and now i’m with the gangdem, we’re twenty man up and fillin’ up guacho (uptown, uptown)
i was poor like choudrary, n+ggas think that they tryna get clout off me
’til there’s two jeeps out going wild for me (suh, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh)
turn, yo
in my bando was a half of each, but soon that turned a half to a ki’ (let’s get it)
before six+figure video shoots, i was really off+set with cardi b (one)

- slim headie one lyrics

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