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All Talk Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Let's be honest, not petty
Yeah don't lie, I'm a wetty
No surprise, no confetti
On the rise, I'm not sweaty
More money? I want everything
Not you, you a messy thing
Will end ya call after one ring
Bitches all talk, but be on the run
Pull up on you and got that gun
Come my way, bitch you ain't dumb
I'm the baddest, you shitting me
Dusty ass hoe, you can't sit with me
Keep the gloss, epitome
I'm rapping in your dreams, epiphany
Stop, don't ever step to me
My time is money, this bag ain't free
Stupid hoe, you thought you was me
I handle my shit, leader of the team
When it's active, your no where to be seen
It's on sight, fuck do you mean
You a mess, let's keep it clean
Bitches want beef, get off my titty
You know I'm Litty
You bitches is shitty,
You broke, don't get me started
Bitch, you a thot
I can not be something that I am not
You talking too much, fuck you and your nigga is a munch
He wanna eat me for lunch
Can't afford me, can't touch
Got my pussy on clutch
All this money, too much
Let's be honest, not petty
Yeah don't lie, I'm a wetty
No surprise, no confetti
On the rise, I'm not sweaty
More money? I want everything
Not you, you a messy thing
Will end ya call after one ring
Bitches all talk, but be on the run
Pull up on you and got that gun
Come my way, bitch you ain't dumb
I'm the baddest, you shitting me
Dusty ass hoe, you can't sit with me
Keep the gloss, epitome
I'm rapping in your dreams, epiphany
Stop, don't ever step to me
Bitches all talk, but be on the run
Pull up on you and got that gun
Come my way, bitch you ain't dumb
I'm the baddest, you shitting me
Dusty ass hoe, you can't sit with me
Keep the gloss, epitome
I'm rapping in your dreams, epiphany
Stop, don't ever step to me
Bad bitch, yuh
And he can't get enough
When I pull up, I'm on the scene
When he see me, he tryna feen
He on my body, he know that I'm clean
When he text, I leave him on seen
Take his money, it's a scheme
I'm winning, on my victory lap
Shake the room, my ass clap
The hoes hating cuz this ass fat
I look good, especially when I throw it back
Give these niggas a heart attack
Have these niggas in a stance
I know how I get my bands
You don't want to catch these hands