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letra de talk my shyt - aaron may

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[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
uh
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
yeah
look
young n-gga getting to the bread thats easy
i can’t let this sh-t get to my head that easy
and i don’t give a f-ck what they said, they don’t feed me
if you ain’t making more than six figures you can’t teach me
and n-ggas love to hate but i know they’d love to be me
white coupe shape on the highway speeding
and hoes tryna get a piece, baby girl you reaching
said you should be the one give me one good reason

said stop it, girl, you ain’t really down you be hopping
i know you got a lot of other options
but i’m the one who’s popping so you was tryna f-ck me for the profit
girl, you should know that that ain’t how i’m rocking
and i ain’t even got time to smash, i could let
see nowadays i could never p-ss up a check
and you ignore me in the past, not a flex
especially if i only hit your -ss for the s-x

[chorus]
back then i was on my sh-t, yeah, paid no mind get up off my d-ck
rapping got me bossed up quick, i might buy that twice just to floss my drip
stacked up and i bought my whip
switching lanes, no stops, almost lost my grip
came up, n-ggas mad than a b-tch, long as i’m on top i’ma talk my sh-t

[verse 2]
look
and n-ggas mad than a b-tch
i came in, started handling sh-t
i remember when i couldn’t handle a strip
now i step in louis vuitton sandals for sh-t
i don’t flex much, i be keeping bands on the low
i don’t text much, n-gga can’t be playing with a hoe
got em stressed out
they know i’m the best out
like a self-checkout
when they got the bag on my own

heard all type of plots but you’re not with the work
when i drop it get hot, you can’t cop you a verse
in my spot, getting lot, you can’t stop in my turf
f-ck a top charts n-gga, this a bop that’s for sure

i was waiting for a ride on the curb
now any beat that a n-gga ride on, i’ma slide, i’ma swerve
and it’s f-ck what you heard
leave it up for the birds
n-ggas talking all day but they ain’t touch no nerve

[chorus]
back then i was on my sh-t, yeah, paid no mind get up off my d-ck
rapping got me bossed up quick, i might buy that twice just to floss my drip
stacked up and i bought my whip
switching lanes, no stops, almost lost my grip
came up, n-ggas mad than a b-tch, long as i’m on top i’ma talk my sh-t

i’ma talk my sh-t
said i’ma talk my sh-t

- aaron may

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