lirik lagu aminé – talk
[intro: aminé]
can i sing for you?
that b~tch is lookin’ worked up
i got ’em mad and now they feelings gettin’ turned up
you say you poppin’, but your crowd be soundin’ chirped up
them crickets louder than yo’ baby mama’s first cub, n~gga, get your work up
[verse 1: aminé]
my dawgs with me like we in petco
i’m a og, you a retro (ugh)
the n~ggas hatin’ on me ride the metro
i earned so much, i’m ernesto
been doin’ this sh~t from the get~go
and my eyes real, real low from the petrol (true)
the snakes gon’ hate, let the drac’ go
but you can’t hate when my chain cost your payroll (d~mn)
pen game good and my d~ck good (wow)
i really wish a b~tch would
got her ass out, she a standout (mm)
and she got a kid, i’m a dad now
tsa trip with the pat~down
feel like herbo when a n~gga got them racks out
what i gotta do to go dumb?
your girlfriend know where i’m from
i’m a west coast n~gga, but you already know (ooh~wee)
i got hunnids in my pockets and your b~tch at the door
i’m like dicaprio on wall street
i’ma hustle real hard ’til they off me
i’m a wolf in the pack like i’m lil b
n~gga, you can’t faze me, you crazy?
[chorus: aminé & saba]
i really gotta talk this talk, i really gotta walk this walk (say what?)
i really gotta talk my sh~t (brr, true), i really make some calls (yeah, true, true)
i really gotta talk this talk (yes, i do), i really gotta walk this walk (godd~mn)
i really gotta let ’em know i ain’t here for f~ckin’ trolls (no way)
[verse 2: saba]
i witnessed death, i’m still livin’, the perfect juxtaposition (yeah)
throw on my joggers and jordans, my shorty hold me up like jordan and pippen, the flu game
i flew over continents just losin’ scholarships, they was just tryna get rid of us n~ggas
i just say screw ’em like phillips with us
full length, go penile, i peed in a cup for my n~ggas
who knew they were reekin’ of drugs
and a system for you down and not to come up
n~gga gon’ shoot down your dream for the club
still ain’t gettin’ in, still aimin’ to win
i had to move out, i still can’t with the fam (yeah)
her sh~t be movin’, i still can’t really dance
i had to lose all that sh~t i was taught
i had to duke it out, i had to fault
i had to fight, wasn’t really one to talk
[chorus: aminé & saba]
i really gotta talk this talk, i really gotta walk this walk (say what?)
i really gotta talk my sh~t (brr, true), i really make some calls (yeah, true, true)
i really gotta talk this talk (yes, i do), i really gotta walk this walk (godd~mn)
i really gotta let ’em know i ain’t here for f~ckin’ trolls (no way)
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