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EBK Jaaybo - Talk This Way (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
EBK Jaaybo
EBK Jaaybo
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jaymani Gorman
Jaymani Gorman
Texte
Tyler Wiese
Tyler Wiese
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
PROD.TY
PROD.TY
Produzent:in
Jordan McDuffie
Jordan McDuffie
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Dominic "Shadow" Sanchez
Dominic "Shadow" Sanchez
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Jacob Stewart
Jacob Stewart
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Peter A. Barker
Peter A. Barker
Toningenieur:in, 3D-Audio

Lyrics

If you don't wanna die, I advise you move smartly Jumpin' out the low with Baby 8, ayy, end the party Yeah, shoot his ass in style, I'm gon' do it wearin' Carti' My bitch stay in the latest fashion, I think she a Barbie Left a n---a stankin' on the pavement, it smell like he farted Cuz y'all sayin' free a pedophile, n---a, check his charges He talkin' out his neck, headshot him and leave him departed Can talk this way 'cause I step the hardest Yеah, my mind gone, I done popped too many pills Don't keep a fake gun in the field 'cause shit get real Your brother died, you strap up and slide back, you know the deal Left him there, don't say too much, ah-ha, how that feel? Walk down, confirm the kill, that's the way you get it done You wanna hang with me? Yeah, you could gang with me, go get you one Was on the block with lil' bro, I sent him home to get his gun Stupid ass, that's the shit that get these lil' n---s slumped Can't be me, n---a, face down, that's the way we leave n---as My moms asked me what I'm smokin' on, shit, just a deceased n---a Glock 19, but it's a 9, I like my Gleeks bigger Catch a n---a out, ha-ah, I'm gon' get up on him See a pussy n---a in the county and I'm spittin' on him Why you got your tongue in her mouth? She just was lickin' on me Thick bitch sent the Cash App, I sent her back the dick emoji Shit, it is what it is, I was horny that night Why y'all even let him go to jail? Y'all know he don't fight That n---a told then went down, I hope he get life If you wanna smoke what I'm smokin', better smoke it right Blood ain't never did a drill, so I ain't let him tote Who was them n---as on that drill? Shit, we will never know Why y'all promotin' cuz music? Blood, y'all know he told Every time he go down, he get out, he damn near told some more G members, bitch, we run the bitty Ayy, I done slid before, so I'm clutchin' fifty Make sure my thug good if I'm good 'cause I was thuggin' with him Them same n----s that he ran with, they was runnin' with me Ayy, brother Please take me on that drill 'cause I would love to get him Ain't turnin' down no drills 'cause I'm a donk, n---a I smoke n---as, oh, you ain't know, n---a? Please don't hop inside this low without your pole, n---a And I'm gon' catch a couple more, that's on Slo, n---a If you don't wanna die, I advise you move smartly Jumpin' out the low with Baby 8, ayy, end the party Yeah, shoot his ass in style, I'm gon' do it wearin' Carti' My bitch stay in the latest fashion, I think she a Barbie Left a n---a stankin' on the pavement, it smell like he farted Cuz y'all sayin' free a pedophile, n---a, check his charges He talkin' out his neck, headshot him and leave him departed Can talk this way 'cause I step the hardest
Writer(s): Jaymani Gorman, Tyler Wiese Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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