Talk Lyrics by Yeat is latest English song with music also given by BNYX®. Talk song lyrics are written by Yeat, BNYX®.
Talk Song Detail
| Song Name: | Talk |
| Singer: | Yeat |
| Composer: | BNYX® |
| Lyrics by: | Yeat, BNYX® |
| Music Label: | Geffen Records |
Talk Lyrics
Yeat concert, Yeat, Yeat (Come on, man)
Man, this n!gga on another world right now
They said, uh, n!ggas was getting tazed
B!tches was p0pping pus*y by the front door
N!ggas was throwing chairs
Everything was going down
Fifty-thousand people, Yeat concert
Twizzy sh*t right here
Real twizzy sh*t right here
Real twizzy sh*t right here
You guys don’t know about it
Jump out at the show
Uh! I-I-I’m working on dying
Jump out at the show
Had to change my flow
Yeah, had to change the dro’
Hey! hey! hey! BNYX
Had to train my diamonds
Yeah, they smacking head to toe
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, yeah
“Shh” about what you saying
Yeah, just shut up
Let me go (Hеy! hey! hey!)
Huh, riding in that, that lil’ a*s Tonka truck
Riding around with thesе bust-down watches on me
I got my bl!cky tucked (Hey, hey, hey)
Heading number one up on these charts, b!tch
Yeah, it’s stuck or what?
A-a-all we do is just go number one (Hey, hey, hey)
And I just brought in some M’s, lil’ b!tch
It’s the first of the month
Riding around, I’m in the Cayenne, lil’ b!tch
I’ma tear up the city, I’m afraid of the sun
Hey! hey! hey
I went and painted the Benz, I switched sh*t 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 (Hey! hey! hey!)
I don’t give a fu*ck what you saying
I don’t listen to it, I don’t wanna hear about none
In the whip, got two, yeah, Rolls Royce truck
Yeah, what the Cullinan bought (Hey! hey! hey!)
I’m about to bring this sh*t back
And then wait from the top, it’s the top of the month
I’m about to do it again, about to do it again
about to triple the sum (Hey! hey! hey!)
How you gone talk to a rat? (Huh?)
How you gone talk to the feds? (Woo!)
How you gone talk to the shmeds? (Woo!)
Now you gone talk to the lead (Huh?)
I don’t give a fu*ck what you saying
Huh, you already heard what I said (Woo!)
Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me
Yeah, I got big boy bread (Woo! woo! woo!)
And I don’t give a fu*k about the coupe
Yeah, I pop the b!tch on Tes’ (Woo! woo! woo!)
You ain’t even made no money
Yeah, you don’t make no sense (Woo! woo! woo!)
I destroyed the coupe
I’m about to jump out again
Jump out at the show
Uh! I-I-I’m working on dying
Jump out at the show
Had to change my flow
Yeah, had to change the dro’
Hey! hey! hey! BNYX
Had to train my diamonds
Yeah, they smacking head to toe
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, yeah
“Shh” about what you saying
Yeah, just shut up
Let me go (Hey! hey! hey!)
Huh, riding in that, that lil’ a*s Tonka truck
Riding around with these bust-down watches on me
I got my bl!cky tucked (Hey, hey, hey)
Heading number one up on these charts, b!tch
Yeah, it’s stuck or what?
A-a-all we do is just go number one (Hey, hey, hey)
And I just brought in some M’s, lil’ b!tch
It’s the first of the month
Riding around, I’m in the Cayenne, lil’ b!tch
I’ma tear up the city, I’m afraid of the sun
Hey, hey, hey
I went and painted the Benz, I switched sh*t 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 (Hey, hey, hey)
I don’t give a fu*k what you saying
I don’t listen to it, I don’t wanna hear about none
In the whip, got two, yeah, Rolls Royce truck
Yeah, what the Cullinan bought (Hey, hey, hey)
I’m about to bring this sh*t back
And then wait from the top
It’s the top of the month
I’m about to do it again, about to do it again
about to triple the sum (Hey, hey, hey)
How you gone talk to a rat? (Huh?)
How you gone talk to the feds? (Woo)
How you gone talk to the shmeds? (Woo)
Now you gone talk to the lead? (Huh?)
I don’t give a fu*k, just saying
Huh, lil’ bit’, you heard what I said (Woo)
Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me
Yeah, I got big boy bread (Woo, woo, woo)
And I don’t give a fu*k about the coupe
Yeah, I pop the b!tch on Tes’ (Woo, woo, woo)
You ain’t even made no money
Yeah, don’t make no sense (Woo, woo, woo)
I destroyed the coupe
I’m about to jump out again