Talk Money (feat. Yeat & Skip Gocar)

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STRAPPED! is a contemporary musical artist known for their unique blend of genres such as pop, R&B, and hip-hop. They are celebrated for their infectious melodies, thought-provoking lyrics, and energetic performances. With their mesmerizing stage presence, STRAPPED! has garnered a rapidly growing fanbase worldwide. Moreover, they have released several critically acclaimed singles and collaborate with other notable artists within the music industry. STRAPPED! continues to push boundaries and redefine the modern music landscape with their innovative sound. more »

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Make her touch a bowl before a bag
Yeah
Everytime I call a Bentley
I gotta get em cleaned
When you walk around like this
Gotta watch your back
Gotta watch your squad
I'm right at the middle
I was at the bottom
I pour up this Wock and put a Perc inside it fizzle
Yeah I think that I'm addicted to this ecstasy a little
I went and put pointers in the watch, yeah
Now sit back and watch, yeah
I went inside Chanel and dropped that 20 let's head out
Think they trendy for a minute but don't really last at all
You was mad you act like you wasn't seen you laugh it off
I'm holding them guns outside they see me blasting off
Twizzy serving chickens, serving bricks
I been in the kitchen, yeah yeah
Making hits, yeah
I been on a mission
I put rags to rich
Nah you don't gotta listen
I'll tell you what it is
When I'm done spinning the Benz
They thinking bout squashing shit
My brother came in with the blick
He thinking bout lighting this shit
We highering and firing shit
You know that we find shit
Been here before they came out the glicks
Buddy got stick, know he gonna miss
We on his head, like it's a tick
We had them sticks in the Rick
No we not sliding gotta get out the whip
Know that these pussies might drop a little clip
We gonna talk money on money
If I consider to get the boy killed
Where is your cup
I'll give you a tip
Try to take him out, won't get an inch
My partner done came out the kennel
Bet he related to Vick
Say there's a chip on my shoulder
I want you to eat a little chip
Big black truck with the rims
Step on that boy, ain't talking no Timb
He don't got that fire, can't jump out the gym
Feel like I'm Barney I slide him
Feel like I'm Barney I slide him
We approaching that boy and take your little ratchet
Know I got that fire, I shoot at your daddy
I point at the boy, you know they attacking
Morale I'm toting the cannon
Morale I'm toting the cannon
I ain't got time to be dealing you nagging
Tactical shit, with the attachment
Wipe that boy out someone give me a napkin
Feel like Pharrell, know that I'm happy
Hitting them folks, doing transactions
I clutch a blicky when I take a nap
I keep that motherfucker right in the matress
Need to go kick that shit wanting new caskets
Say I kicked the cup but I really was fasting

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