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letra de tough talk - alaunt

[chorus: alaunt]
fingers crossed
lips glossed
take a jaunt, she tryna talk
no glock
no rocks
too much smoke, i can’t stop
lame drop
mind rot
one time again you got blocked
big flock
can’t walk
we back again it’s gridlock

you can’t move b-tch
i said this time and time again (wow)
i been here steady makin’ hits outta nothin but luck
hopped in the game h-lla late now they all wanna talk

he said my sh-t real soft
think he heard like 1 or 2 of my songs
i’ll drop my sh-t that blow your sh-t then put a sad song out, ya hoe feel wrong

[verse 1: bojax]
we drop this sh-t
we hot ass sh-t
we turning up b-tch we be the bomb
spitting so quick like a uzi on a l!ck, then we peeling out quick that’s what i’m on
hold your piece, remain calm
you don’t wanna еnd up as a blogs
p-ssy got aired out in a song
wonder wherе the f-ck that n-gga went wrong

speak on my name
you gone have to feel pain
you don’t know nothing bout me
not a thing
i be like thanos
got visions in hand
none of you n-ggas can f-ck up the plan
the lane that i’m making
there ain’t no mistaken
be plenty of dollars
a n-gga gone take it
quit it with the tough talk i don’t wanna hear it
leave the boi sh-ll shocked, k!lled his spirit

some y’all so dramatic
(dumbass b-tch)
show me where the cash at
shawty got ass, and you know that i want
outta my league? nah b-tch imma shoot that
walking through the mud just to get where the crew at
spent 500 just to get his old boo back
n-gga be stupid
why did he do that
[verse 2: alaunt]
mans outside wit a bad b-tch
gotta get his image up he don’t need a hand
it’s all about a bag in the end that’s what i think
can’t speak on my homie, but i see it when i scan it

brain f-cked up felt manic
i don’t wanna worry none of y’all don’t panic
imma use it well get my money gigantic
f-ckin’ with jax you gon’ sink titanic

you can’t move b-tch
i said this time and time again (wow)
i been here steady makin’ hits outta nothin but luck
hopped in the game h-lla late now they all wanna talk
he said my sh-t real soft
think he heard like 1 or 2 of my songs
i’ll drop my sh-t that blow your sh-t then put a sad song out, ya hoe feel wrong

- alaunt

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