Lyrics:
TLK (ey len) vi rockar allt (vi sa)
TLK (softish) ni vet vi bazzar allt (hey heyo)
TLK (ey len) vi rockar allt (vi sa)
TLK (softish) ni vet vi bazzar
lines
It's wild tlk Wild tlk Thought I'd never get enough
But you just babble along the same lines Wild tlk
Yeah! But I have to believe
You'll use your
Best life
c lot of PPL
c lot of PPL
c lot of PPL
Will TLK
Will TLK
No matter what
U DO PPL
Will TLK
No matter how
cppreci8 D
WLD DEY
Will TLK
up yuh get done up in the city
For the trenches ima tlk up nigga listen uh
Now i take drugs when im feeling real down
Now i gotta do it for my city uhh
Love yo smile
Mi nuh need anada
Got everything mi want
Cud di ring pon yo finga what a pretty piece a killa
Mi afi tlk dis loud
Bad gal inna di bed
distance
Wont tlk ona phone, dey tapped up like dancing
Call me a tycoon, im takin my chances
Hustle my own but im never too cocky
Called yuh a friend im
Corey & topanga
don’t answer unknown calls ion tlk too strangers
bitch I been lit , give you hot rounds
Ak47 knock a nigga down
double cup pour me
like the back on Bowser
While ya tlk tough on the internet Browser
Run wit dogs yea you hear em Growling
Tlkn dat killa shit just gon arouse em
Servin
we riding when we bending through
Trying get every nigga standing every individual
Ion gotta tlk for show for real this shit get critical
Keep my mask
have no limit
An weed wey me blow tell high a bombclat
Can't stop greatness when u drunk yuh go tlk
Truth ah come light place could ah dark
Full moon
TLK, we're the kings of style
(Revvin' up the engines, ready to roll)
(Doin' it our way, gonna lose control)
[Chorus]
We're born to ride, with the wind
stop a u me say fi life
Till death do us part gul
Addy a gallis everybody must tlk
But if u no trouble trouble
Den no trouble must talk no teary eyes
No
M'ybelline
B'by youʼre ' m'ybelline
Why wonʼt you believe in me
I know th't youʼre 'fr'id of me
One d'y youʼd be le'ving me
Donʼt you try to t'lk me
surrender
Cause i ain't letting up
Till Ya body stuck
Damn wtf
I stay turning up
Back on Dat hot shit
Since u wanna tlk shit
Tlk crazy
For dat fame
square up out my
Circle
Ain eating at waffles house
If you ain breaking nigga
Bread
Nigga it ain nun to tlk about
I'll put sum money on yo head
To get you
I cannot go for nothing
New Phone Who is this
Your miss be calln 2 bitch
I let her tlk to the click
She wanna fuck wit the click
She call me bro
the sun is down
Huh?
If u tlk a lot they gon gun u down
F.E.D.s tryna hunt us down
Oooo
Young rich nigga tryna run a chec
You a bitch nigga u irrelevant
Nun
like Adele that be the voice of the streets
You wanna have a conversation you can tlk to the heat
My momma told me watch my bac and don’t get caught in
ain’t eating nothin like a nigga fastin
RIP
RIP
Make a real nigga turn RIP
Bad bitch calling me
Phone on plane mode if u ain’t tlk cheese
Ya main chick
a money tlk
Every youth want money like we a drill oil
Gaston anno you one have di third eye
Rich rich cant broke again fi a better life
Want hold my money
trigger trigger finger finger work
Boi carcass inna box down inna dirt
None a dem nah bad seet dem don't ready
Bear gun gun dem a tlk wah dem Google
Badness
the tables turn
I went thru a bumpy road like I’m on luzern
Y they getting mad at me for all the shit I earned
And I don’t never Tlk about it I’m not Howard
the league
I got em mad, why they hatin on me
Came a long way from a half to a P
Niggas be hating, that shi really crazy
And the hate be so real make em tlk
Make room a nigga jus tryna blow
Make room a yung nigga jus might blow
I herd alot of u talking but also tlk is cheap, so
Fix yo lips befor u
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