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letra de talk about it - a boogie wit da hoodie

[intro]
back around me
money good, now she back around me
mmm

[chorus]
from the x, you’ll get whacked about me
trust me, i don’t need no love, i need racks around me
if you gon’ talk about me, baby, talk facts about me

[verse 1]
this time, it’s different, i promise (yeah)
i make enough to put my whole projects into college (let’s go)
i probably threw a hundred thousand on every b-tch in starlets (what else?)
if you really the guyza, then you gon’ play it quiet
those guys catch bodies and don’t talk about it, yeah
i’m not illuminati
but i know my n-ggas got my back, so i got an eye behind me
the car i’m in is about an m, but it ain’t no maserati
look, girl, i know i ain’t sh-t, but don’t go talk about me
yeah, mmm, i’m icy like i’m playin’ hockey
but we could put the sticks down and this sh-t could turn to boxin’
nowadays, i gotta do features with the tool beside me
i walk away until i’m copy if they movin’ wocky (yeah)
on god, n-gga, that’s word to mommy
if you ask me about a body, i never heard about it
murder, murder, murder, don’t be sad about it
n-gga, if you feel some type of way, then go catch a body
my diamonds purple, yellow, and green like a bag of takis
them n-ggas catch you lackin’, boy, that’s your ass about it
somebody died, n-ggas cried, the other side laughing ’bout it
and the feds watchin’ everything, while n-ggas braggin’ ’bout it

[chorus]
i’m from the x, you’ll get whacked about me
trust me, i don’t need no love, i need racks around me
if you gon’ talk about me, baby, talk facts about me
shake that ass around me

[verse 2]
they can hate, but they won’t slide, ’cause i’m the wrong n-gga
if you f-ck with my opps, i can’t do no song with you
i swear it’s too much on my mind to get along with you
i’m just a heartbreak kid like i’m shawn
i took the patek off my wrist and it gave me welts
i popped a perc’ and it was the last thing that i felt (yeah, yeah)
i promise not to love you more than i love myself this time
i looked out for you more than i looked out for myself
if you a backstabber, i’ma get you stabbed back
runnin’ your mouth around the town, that’ll get you whacked, facts
and if you dumpin’, i’m still here, n-gga, okay, bet (okay, bet)
i’ma do whatever it takes just to get you back
i don’t need no stashbox in my whip, no, i can’t do that
’cause i just feel like it’s more safe with it on my lap, yeah
my n-gga, please don’t make me do this by myself
i swear to god, if you got my back, i’ma have your back, yeah
voila
i ain’t lyin’, girl, i treated you like nala
anytime you asked me to jump, i said, “how high?”
and every time we go up, we do it like zion (zion)
i used to be a savage, bad b-tch, left her starvin’
seen my best friend mama cry, i’m so sorry
n-ggas starvin’, knowin’ they can never stop me
up in startlets, hundred k to every bartender, i was wildin’
n-ggas wanna get me out of here, so i gotta be violent
why the f-ck you wanna spark me? i’m just vibin’
tryna get these demons off me, yeah
eliantte chain cover up my f-ckin’ heartbeat

- a boogie wit da hoodie

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