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Yeat - Talk (Lyrics)

Yeat - Talk Lyrics by Rap Samurai We aim to bring you the highest quality lyric videos for your favorite songs! Download / Stream: https://yeat.lnk.to/Talk 🌐 Follow our Rap Spotify Playlist: https://spoti.fi/2pVGdVP 🔔 Turn on the bell to be the first to listen to your favorite music! :) • Yeat:   / yeat     / yeat1_   🎵 Lyrics: Yeat - Talk Yeat concert, Yeat, Yeat Man, one of the biggest artists in the world right now We seen it all, ni**as was gettin' tazed Bitches was poppin' pussy by the front door Ni**s was throwin' chairs, everything was goin' down Fifty-thousand people, Yeat concert, twizz shit right here Real twizz shit right here You guys don't know 'bout it Jump out at the show, jump out at the show Had to change my flow, yeah, had to change the joke Potty trained my diamonds, yeah, they smackin' head to toе "Shh" 'bout what you sayin', yeah, just shut up, let mе go Huh, riding in that, big lil' ass Tonka truck Riding 'round with these bust-down watches on me, I got my blicky tucked Headin' number one up on these charts, bitch, 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 the Cayenne, lil' bitch, I'ma tear up the city, I'm afraid of the sun I went and painted the Benz, I switched shit up, I wanted it done by the Don All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother, my slime, my twizzy, my money I don't give a fuck what you sayin', I don't listen to it, I don't wanna hear 'bout none In the whip, got two R, 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 that time 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? Now you gon' talk to the lead I don't give a fuck what you sayin', huh, you already heard what I said 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 pop the bitch on Tes' You ain't even made no money, yeah, don't make no sense I destroyed the coupe, I'm 'bout to jump out again Jump out at the show, jump out at the show Had to change my flow, yeah, had to change the joke Potty trained my diamonds, yeah, they smackin' head to toe "Shh" 'bout what you sayin', yeah, just shut up, let me go Huh, riding in that, big lil' ass Tonka truck Riding 'round with these bust-down watches on me, I got my blicky tucked Headin' number one up on these charts, bitch, 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 the Cayenne, lil' bitch, I'ma tear up the city, I'm afraid of the sun I went and painted the Benz, I switched shit up, I wanted it done by the Don All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother, my slime, my twizzy, my money I don't give a fuck what you sayin', I don't listen to it, I don't wanna hear 'bout none In the whip, got two R, 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 that time 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? Now you gon' talk to the lead? I don't give a fuck, just sayin', huh, lil' bit', you heard what I said 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 pop the bitch on Tes' You ain't even made no money, yeah, don't make no sense I destroyed the coupe, I'm 'bout to jump out again