Talk

(album: Lyfë - 2022)

Yeat, Yeat, Yeat (Come on)
Man, this nigga on another world right now
They said, ah, niggas was getting tazed
Bitches was popping pussy by the front door
Niggas was throwing chairs, everything was going down
Fifty-thousand people, Yeat concert, real twizzy shit
Real twizzy shit right here you guys don't know 'bout that

Jump out at the show, uh, jump out at the show
Had to change my flow, yeah, had to change the dro
Had to change my diamonds, yeah, they smacking head to toe
Shhh, 'bout what you saying, just shut up, let me go
Riding in that big, that lil' Tonka Truck
Riding 'round with these bust down watches on me, I got my blicky tucked
Head, number one up on these charts, bih', yeah, it's stuck or what?
A-a-all we do is just go number one
And I just brought in some M's, lil' bitch, it's the first of the month
Riding 'round, I'm in a Cayenne, lil' bitch, I'ma tear up the city, I'm afraid of the sun
I went in and painted the Benz, I'm switching shit up, I wanted it done by the Don
Hold on, my fans, my family, my cousin, my brother, my slime, my twizzy, my money
I don't give a fuck what you saying, I don't listen to it, I don't want to hear about nothing
In the whip, got two, yeah, Rolls Royce truck, yeah, what the Cullinan bought
I'm 'bout to bring this shit back and then wait from the top it's the top of the month
I'm 'bout to do it again, 'bout to do it again, 'bout to triple the sum

How you gon' talk to a rat?
How you gon' talk to the feds?
How you gon' talk to the shmeds?
How you gon' talk to the lead?
I don't give a fuck what you saying, mmm
You already heard what I said, mmm
Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me, yeah, I got big boy bread
And I don't give a fuck 'bout the coupe, yeah, I put the bitch on 10s, mmm
You don't even make no money and that don't make no sense
I destroyed the coupe, I'm bouta jump out again

Jump out at the show, uh, jump out at the show
Had to change my flow, yeah, had to change the dro
Had to change my diamonds, yeah, they smacking head to toe
Shhh, 'bout what you saying, just shut up, let me go
Riding in that big, that lil' Tonka Truck
Riding 'round with these bust down watches on me, I got my blicky tucked
Head, number one up on these charts, bih', yeah, it's stuck or what?
A-a-all we do is just go number one
And I just brought in some M's, lil' bitch, it's the first of the month
Riding 'round, I'm in a Cayenne, lil' bitch, I'ma tear up the city, I'm afraid of the sun
I went in and painted the Benz, I'm switching shit up, I wanted it done by the Don
Hold on, my fans, my family, my cousin, my brother, my slime, my twizzy, my money
I don't give a fuck what you saying, I don't listen to it, I don't want to hear about nothing
In the whip, got two, yeah, Rolls Royce truck, yeah, what the Cullinan bought
I'm 'bout to bring this shit back and then wait from the top it's the top of the month
I'm 'bout to do it again, 'bout to do it again, 'bout to triple the sum

How you gon' talk to a rat?
How you gon' talk to the feds?
How you gon' talk to the shmeds?
How you gon' talk to the lead?
I don't give a fuck what you saying, mmm
You already heard what I said, mmm
Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me, yeah, I got big boy bread
And I don't give a fuck 'bout the coupe, yeah, I put the bitch on 10s, mmm
You don't even make no money and that don't make no sense
I destroyed the coupe, I'm bouta jump out again