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A Boogie wit da Hoodie – Talk About It Lyrics

Talk About It By A Boogie wit da Hoodie

Back around me
Money good, now she back around me
Mmm

From the X, you’ll get whacked about me
Trust me, I don’t need no love, I need racks around me
If you gon’ talk about me, baby, talk facts about me

This time, it’s different, I promise (Yeah)
I make enough to put my whole projects into college (Let’s go)
I probably threw a hundred thousand on every b---- in Starlets (What else?)
If you really the guyza, then you gon’ play it quiet
Those guys catch bodies and don’t talk about it, yeah
I’m not Illuminati
But I know my n----- got my back, so I got an eye behind me
The car I’m in is about an M, but it ain’t no Maserati
Look, girl, I know I ain’t s---, but don’t go talk about me
Yeah, mmm, I’m icy like I’m playin’ hockey
But we could put the sticks down and this s--- could turn to boxin’
Nowadays, I gotta do features with the tool beside me
I walk away until I’m copy if they movin’ wocky (Yeah)
On God, n----, that’s word to mommy
If you ask me about a body, I never heard about it
Murder, murder, murder, don’t be sad about it
N----, if you feel some type of way, then go catch a body
My diamonds purple, yellow, and green like a bag of Takis
Them n----- catch you lackin’, boy, that’s your a-- about it
Somebody died, n----- cried, the other side laughing ’bout it
And the feds watchin’ everything, while n----- braggin’ ’bout it

I’m from the X, you’ll get whacked about me
Trust me, I don’t need no love, I need racks around me
If you gon’ talk about me, baby, talk facts about me
Shake that a-- around me

They can hate, but they won’t slide, ’cause I’m the wrong n----
If you f--- with my opps, I can’t do no song with you
I swear it’s too much on my mind to get along with you
I’m just a heartbreak kid like I’m Shawn
I took the Patek off my wrist and it gave me welts
I popped a Perc’ and it was the last thing that I felt (Yeah, yeah)
I promise not to love you more than I love myself this time
I looked out for you more than I looked out for myself
If you a backstabber, I’ma get you stabbed back
Runnin’ your mouth around the town, that’ll get you whacked, facts
And if you dumpin’, I’m still here, n----, okay, bet (Okay, bet)
I’ma do whatever it takes just to get you back
I don’t need no stashbox in my whip, no, I can’t do that
‘Cause I just feel like it’s more safe with it on my lap, yeah
My n----, please don’t make me do this by myself
I swear to God, if you got my back, I’ma have your back, yeah
Voila
I ain’t lyin’, girl, I treated you like Nala
Anytime you asked me to jump, I said, “How high?”
And every time we go up, we do it like Zion (Zion)
I used to be a savage, bad b----, left her starvin’
Seen my best friend mama cry, I’m so sorry
N----- starvin’, knowin’ they can never stop me
Up in Startlets, hundred K to every bartender, I was wildin’
N----- wanna get me out of here, so I gotta be violent
Why the f--- you wanna spark me? I’m just vibin’
Tryna get these demons off me, yeah
Eliantte chain cover up my f-----’ heartbeat