Talk Shit Too $hort (Ft. Iamsu!, Mistah F.A.B. & V.T. (Producer))
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[Chorus]
On the track
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
[Verse 1]
It was me young chief and too short OG
I’m on three tron shots f*cked up low key smoke tree
If you kickin it it’s all on me told her all she gotta do is just roll my weed
Since way back said I was the man they ain’t get a jet
Lames hating on the internet tell me get a check
I don’t do swishers and I don’t pull a matter west
Put it on [?] so I’m throwing up the west
You bitch get a check up you don’t get no love in your city get your respect up
I put it on never changed never switched
I’m the same one who brought 2 chains to the rich
Like in front of John’s house RIP to Wallace
My kicks collection can pay your way through college hit the bank and make deposits
Gang reppin heart breakers that’s the squad I’m a rep that shit on God
On the track
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
Get yo money up if you want to talk shit
[Verse 1]
It was me young chief and too short OG
I’m on three tron shots f*cked up low key smoke tree
If you kickin it it’s all on me told her all she gotta do is just roll my weed
Since way back said I was the man they ain’t get a jet
Lames hating on the internet tell me get a check
I don’t do swishers and I don’t pull a matter west
Put it on [?] so I’m throwing up the west
You bitch get a check up you don’t get no love in your city get your respect up
I put it on never changed never switched
I’m the same one who brought 2 chains to the rich
Like in front of John’s house RIP to Wallace
My kicks collection can pay your way through college hit the bank and make deposits
Gang reppin heart breakers that’s the squad I’m a rep that shit on God
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