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trinidad chad - talk lyrics

[intro]
(alright put the money in the bag put it in!)
hahaha

[verse 1]
the streets gone talk before you make a move
amma stay up on my groove
what’s the move?
if money talks then i’m on autotune
i don’t give a f-ck bout you i’m on a move
no strikes of luck all my stripes stuck
hit a lick or set it up bust a move
man most these hittas they just talk tough
picture when they cross us clear room

[break]
they don’t want no smoke
they don’t want no beef
yeah but na lemme hit you with some real sh-t real quick
cause you know it’s all about the cash
it ain’t about these hoes n-gg- listen skrilla

[verse 2]
hit a jugg n-gg- hit a lick
cut them ties with that basic b-tch
keep clientele under alias
f-ck a rubber she gone slurp and digest this
bust a nut and leave real n-gg-s in her pancreas
fly out for a show best believe that replace it
she basic that’s why i don’t cut her when her face lift
no naked denim on linen mean while she sucking
i scribble the picture no kindergarten
beg your pardon? it’s clearly clear to you that i be balling
you falling so you can be ma boo until the morning
i’m charming and you are super cute
let’s make the moment a moment

[break]
but that’s all up to you you dig
just regardless amma still run it up
amma still have that cash know what i’m saying

[chorus]
they be talking
most of these hittas they just be talking re-rocking
painting a picture that they be dreaming then holding
onto the lie that you believed in you leaning
i just caught my balance from my demons
they be talking
most of these hittas they just be talking re-rocking
painting a picture that they be dreaming then holding
onto the lie that you believed in you leaning
i just caught my balance from my demons

[break]
you fiending dopamine i’m on that gasoline
might pop a bean colored green smoking on that russian creme
f-ck you mean?
like really what the f-ck you mean dog?
it’s it’s the cash fault

[outro]
kick back loc back with a fat -ss b-tch rolling up some loud pack
d-mn bout to have a asthma attack
d-mn smoking i got cataract
the way my eyes getting so red
breaking bread we fed
pull up you can catch some led
i don’t need no street cred
u dig u dig know what i’m saying man
i been working a whole lot right now
i been getting supported by all my n-gg-s
and right now i don’t really think i’m finna stop
i know i know everybody hating
i know some people loving
to be honest i don’t give a f-ck
i never had a rich uncle or a trapping cousin so
it’s all on me and the team just know we only in for the green

- trinidad chad lyrics

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