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Talk My Shit Video (MV)




Performed By: Trey Dryer
Length: 3:03
Written by: Trey Dryer




Trey Dryer - Talk My Shit Lyrics




Talk my shit yeah
Im gone talk my shit
Niggas dissing they get hit
Put my kids right on her lip
Play yo role follow the script
For yo ass get left
I be whipping up these hits
Feeling like a f*cking chef

Bitch call me a boogie diamonds got me drowning
Niggas talk behind my back but they know nun bout me
Back in middle school I rapped and niggas started clowning
Same niggas on my dick Tryna hang around me

I'm gone roll the gas do the dash and I'm gone
When I'm in the studio bitch do not hit my phone
G fazos on my feet so you know I'm in my zone
I don't f*ck with you lames so I'm rocking out alone

But i be moving through the city, aye
Boolin witcho bitty, aye
F*cking with my gang, aye
That's when shit get tricky, aye
I don't f*ck with lames, aye
You niggas be iffy, aye
Sipping' on that drank, aye
Got a nigga dizzy, aye

But f*ck what you think
Go hard in the paint
I'm laughing my way to the bank
I'm smoking that dank
You know that it stank
And you trynna hang but you can't
You niggas a waste
So get out my face
Before i put you in yo place
Yeah i did the race on that interstate
Cuz I'm trynna get to the cake, BITCH


Talk my shit yeah
Im gone talk my shit
Niggas dissing they get hit
Put my kids right on her lip
Play yo role follow the script
For yo ass get left
I be whipping up these hits
Feeling like a f*cking chef

Bitch call me a boogie diamonds got me drowning
Niggas talk behind my back but they know nun bout me
Back in middle school I rapped and niggas started clowning
Same niggas on my dick Tryna hang around me


White whip call it casper
Hit the gas go faster
F*ck her make her make her back hurt
Then dip cuz imma bastard
Yo bitch she love my music nigga i aint gotta ask her
Im moving to the future while you niggas moving backwards

If it aint bout them racks shut the f*ck up
I cant f*ck with that lil bitch she stuck up
If you f*cking with me then you lucked up
Niggas hating cuz they know im one up
If a nigga talk down imma run and i get to busting thats end of discussion
And keep on playing 'round i'll let it burn like im usher! gang!


Talk my shit yeah
Im gone talk my shit
Niggas dissing they get hit
Put my kids right on her lip
Play yo role follow the script
For yo ass get left
I be whipping up these hits
Feeling like a f*cking chef

Bitch call me a boogie diamonds got me drowning
Niggas talk behind my back but they know nun bout me
Back in middle school I rapped and niggas started clowning
Same niggas on my dick Tryna hang around me
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Talk my shit yeah
Im gone talk my shit
Niggas dissing they get hit
Put my kids right on her lip
Play yo role follow the script
For yo ass get left
I be whipping up these hits
Feeling like a f*cking chef

Bitch call me a boogie diamonds got me drowning
Niggas talk behind my back but they know nun bout me
Back in middle school I rapped and niggas started clowning
Same niggas on my dick Tryna hang around me

I'm gone roll the gas do the dash and I'm gone
When I'm in the studio bitch do not hit my phone
G fazos on my feet so you know I'm in my zone
I don't f*ck with you lames so I'm rocking out alone

But i be moving through the city, aye
Boolin witcho bitty, aye
F*cking with my gang, aye
That's when shit get tricky, aye
I don't f*ck with lames, aye
You niggas be iffy, aye
Sipping' on that drank, aye
Got a nigga dizzy, aye

But f*ck what you think
Go hard in the paint
I'm laughing my way to the bank
I'm smoking that dank
You know that it stank
And you trynna hang but you can't
You niggas a waste
So get out my face
Before i put you in yo place
Yeah i did the race on that interstate
Cuz I'm trynna get to the cake, BITCH


Talk my shit yeah
Im gone talk my shit
Niggas dissing they get hit
Put my kids right on her lip
Play yo role follow the script
For yo ass get left
I be whipping up these hits
Feeling like a f*cking chef

Bitch call me a boogie diamonds got me drowning
Niggas talk behind my back but they know nun bout me
Back in middle school I rapped and niggas started clowning
Same niggas on my dick Tryna hang around me


White whip call it casper
Hit the gas go faster
F*ck her make her make her back hurt
Then dip cuz imma bastard
Yo bitch she love my music nigga i aint gotta ask her
Im moving to the future while you niggas moving backwards

If it aint bout them racks shut the f*ck up
I cant f*ck with that lil bitch she stuck up
If you f*cking with me then you lucked up
Niggas hating cuz they know im one up
If a nigga talk down imma run and i get to busting thats end of discussion
And keep on playing 'round i'll let it burn like im usher! gang!


Talk my shit yeah
Im gone talk my shit
Niggas dissing they get hit
Put my kids right on her lip
Play yo role follow the script
For yo ass get left
I be whipping up these hits
Feeling like a f*cking chef

Bitch call me a boogie diamonds got me drowning
Niggas talk behind my back but they know nun bout me
Back in middle school I rapped and niggas started clowning
Same niggas on my dick Tryna hang around me
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