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letra de talk this way - ebk jaaybo

[intro]
yeah
if you don’t wanna die, i advise you move smartly (ty made this sh-t)
haha, ah-ha
yeah

[chorus]
if you don’t wanna die, i advise you move smartly
jumpin’ out the low with baby 8, ayy, end the party
yeah, shoot his ass in style, i’m gon’ do it wearin’ carti’
my b-tch stay in the latest fashion, i think she a barbie
left a n-gga stankin’ on the pavement, it smell like he farted
cuz y’all sayin’ free a pedophile, n-gga, check his charges
he talkin’ out his neck, headshot him and leave him departed
can talk this way ’cause i step the hardest

[verse]
yеah, my mind gone, i done popped too many pills (yеah)
don’t keep a fake gun in the field ’cause sh-t get real
your brother died, you strap up and slide back, you know the deal
left him there, don’t say too much, ah-ha, how that feel?
walk down, confirm the k!ll, that’s the way you get it done
you wanna hang with me? yeah, you could gang with me, go get you one
was on the block with lil’ bro, i sent him home to get his gun
stupid ass, that’s the sh-t that get these lil’ n-ggas slumped
can’t be me, n-gga, face down, that’s the way we leave n-ggas
my moms asked me what i’m smokin’ on, sh-t, just a deceased n-gga
glock 19, but it’s a 9, i like my gleeks bigger
catch a n-gga out, ha-ah, i’m gon’ get up on him
see a p-ssy n-gga in the county and i’m spittin’ on him
why you got your tongue in her mouth? she just was l!ckin’ on me
thick b-tch sent the cash app, i sent her back the d-ck emoji
sh-t, it is what it is, i was h-rny that night
why y’all even let him go to jail? y’all know he don’t fight
that n-gga told then went down, i hope he get life
if you wanna smoke what i’m smokin’, better smoke it right
blood ain’t never did a drill, so i ain’t let him tote
who was them n-ggas on that drill? sh-t, we will never know
why y’all promotin’ cuz music? blood, y’all know he told
every time he go down, he get out, he d-mn near told some more
g members, b-tch, we run the bitty
ayy, i done slid before, so i’m clutchin’ fifty
make sure my thug good if i’m good ’cause i was thuggin’ with him
them same n-ggas that he ran with, they was runnin’ with me
ayy, brother, please take me on that drill ’cause i would love to get him
ain’t turnin’ down no drills ’cause i’m a donk, n-gga
i smoke n-ggas, oh, you ain’t know, n-gga?
please don’t hop inside this low without your pole, n-gga
and i’m gon’ catch a couple more, that’s on slo, n-gga
[chorus]
if you don’t wanna die, i advise you move smartly
jumpin’ out the low with baby 8, ayy, end the party
yeah, shoot his ass in style, i’m gon’ do it wearin’ carti’
my b-tch stay in the latest fashion, i think she a barbie
left a n-gga stankin’ on the pavement, it smell like he farted
cuz y’all sayin’ free a pedophile, n-gga, check his charges
he talkin’ out his neck, headshot him and leave him departed
can talk this way ’cause i step the hardest

- ebk jaaybo

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