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Artiste : Lil Baby
Titre : Shiest Talk
Used to dream of driving foreigns had to grab one
Of all my mama´s children, I´m the bad one. I admit that
God gone have to call and tell me to give yo shit back

I was thuggin´ way before Tony put Trevor on a shit bag

Lil´ Juan got killed, it hit me been my nigga since elementary
Justin tried to make me go half on buddy lawyer, I wasn´t wit it
All these niggas do is brag but go out bad, I just don´t get it
They be poppin´ on the gram, but they can´t pop out in my city
Every charged I had dismissed, swallow my kids, you don´t get no kiss
Ion play games but a nigga send blitz
Everything change when a nigga get rich
Glock with a switch, how a nigga gone miss
Made you that, now a nigga tryna diss
Some of this shit, I´m just never gone get

Ion fuck around, I can still get bricks
Foes to the grave, I ain´t never gone switch
Where the fuck I´m gon´ go?
She got everything Young Coco
I just gave my hood some more hope
We just sold another truckload
Bought her everythin´ in Soho
She can´t keep me on the low low
You know I´m a big bill (Ayy, yuh, yup)

2 fons sittin´ up in my lap, can´t even control the wheel
I gotta stary actin´ more like a rapper and stop tryna kill
Some niggas wit me caught a body, keep it solid wit me still
Play wit us, I bet you call it off
They know big shiest take beef for real

Then the more I get to flashin´, get to crashin´, I ain´t tryna chill
Yo, bitch gon´ drop her panties
Diamonds dancin´, I´m just standin´ still
I used to go zip shit up for a ten
Now, it´s gone cost a mil
Niggas don´t never wanna put in work
Pick up my chop, know how I do
If you spot shiesty with baby
We slidin´ round wit four carbons full
But them niggas just tired of gettin´ bullied, we is not into it
When I see all them views watchin´
Wait ´til I put you up in a wood
9/11, we got eyes on ´em, bitches overstood
I pull up shootin´ up in yo projects, say I can´t go to my hood
Brr

Brr, brr
Ayy, yuh

Used to dream of driving foreigns had to grab one
Of all my mama´s children, I´m the bad one. I admit that
God gone have to call and tell me to give yo shit back
I was thuggin´ way before Tony put Trevor on a shit bag