Talk About It Lyrics by A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie is latest English song with music also given by him. Talk About It song lyrics are written by A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie.
Talk About It Song Detail
Singer: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie
Composer: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie
Lyrics by: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie
Talk About It A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie
Money good, now she back around me
Mmm
From the X, you’ll get whacked about me
Trust me, I don’t need no love, I need racks around me
If you gon’ talk about me, baby, talk facts about me
This time, it’s different, I promise (Yeah)
I make enough to put my whole projects into college (Let’s go)
I probably threw a hundred thousand on every bitch in Starlets (What else?)
If you really the guyza, then you gon’ play it quiet
Those guys catch bodies and don’t talk about it, yeah
I’m not Illuminati
But I know my ni**as got my back, so I got an eye behind me
The car I’m in is about an M, but it ain’t no Maserati
Look, girl, I know I ain’t shit, but don’t go talk about me
Yeah, mmm, I’m icy like I’m playin’ hockey
But we could put the sticks down and this shit could turn to boxin’
Nowadays, I gotta do features with the tool beside me
I walk away until I’m copy if they movin’ wocky (Yeah)
On God, ni**a, that’s word to mommy
If you ask me about a body, I never heard about it
Murder, murder, murder, don’t be sad about it
ni**a, if you feel some type of way, then go catch a body
My diamonds purple, yellow, and green like a bag of Takis
Them ni**as catch you lackin’, boy, that’s your ass about it
Somebody died, ni**as cried, the other side laughing ’bout it
And the feds watchin’ everything, while ni**as braggin’ ’bout it
I’m from the X, you’ll get whacked about me
Trust me, I don’t need no love, I need racks around me
If you gon’ talk about me, baby, talk facts about me
Shake that ass around me
They can hate, but they won’t slide, ’cause I’m the wrong ni**a
If you fu** with my opps, I can’t do no song with you
I swear it’s too much on my mind to get along with you
I’m just a heartbreak kid like I’m Shawn
I took the Patek off my wrist and it gave me welts
I popped a Perc’ and it was the last thing that I felt (Yeah, yeah)
I promise not to love you more than I love myself this time
I looked out for you more than I looked out for myself
If you a backstabber, I’ma get you stabbed back
Runnin’ your mouth around the town, that’ll get you whacked, facts
And if you dumpin’, I’m still here, ni**a, okay, bet (Okay, bet)
I’ma do whatever it takes just to get you back
I don’t need no stashbox in my whip, no, I can’t do that
‘Cause I just feel like it’s more safe with it on my lap, yeah
My ni**a, please don’t make me do this by myself
I swear to God, if you got my back, I’ma have your back, yeah
Voila
I ain’t lyin’, girl, I treated you like Nala
Anytime you asked me to jump, I said, “How high?”
And every time we go up, we do it like Zion (Zion)
I used to be a savage, bad bitch, left her starvin’
Seen my best friend mama cry, I’m so sorry
ni**as starvin’, knowin’ they can never stop me
Up in Startlets, hundred K to every bartender, I was wildin’
ni**as wanna get me out of here, so I gotta be violent
Why the fu** you wanna spark me? I’m just vibin’
Tryna get these demons off me, yeah
Eliantte chain cover up my fu**in’ heartbeat