Talking sh*t* lyrics

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[Intro: Lil Yachty]
Yup, yup
30, you a fool for this one

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Broke n*ggas still talkin' the loudest
When you doing bad, n*ggas the proudest
Need a deposit before the private
Too exclusive, you can't talk to my manager
AK chopstick, c*ck it back and I damage her
Back in high school had a b*tch out in Banneker
Talkin' bout Stephanie used to [?] selling act to the felonies
I f*ck [?] caucasian, ebony, indian, cinnamon
"Ain't f*cking, come again", never heard that before
b*tch off the X she bout high as a acrophobia
Geeked off the shrooms, she swear she seen a UFO
Brother had bricks like an old house chimney
Walk in the crib, that's the gang house reminy
Back in college I was fairly odd like Timothy
Now I blew up like you mixed the wrong thing in chemistry
And I give a f*ck if you into me, f*ck the industry
These n*ggas fake, my young n*ggas slimeball with the drake n*ggas said you sweet as hell like you cake
Eat it up, eat it up off the plate, n*gga
And I been poppin' and these n*ggas got animosity
I can feel it in the air like Phil Collins
Got a stupid b*tch, she like doing pills, call her Mary Poppins
I could give a f*ck bout a rap n*gga
I could give a f*ck about a pump, pump, pump it up old ass rap n*gga
Talking about how it ain't gon' last for a n*gga
Just to keep it real, I made more money in the last two than you ever did
I'ma stay down with the same gang
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[?] taste like kiwi
And I spent the guap on GP
Lil' Boat
[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
What!
Huh, lemme talk my sh*t, huh
Lil' b*tch, don't play with me n*ggas, they violent (lil' b*tch!)
My shooter ain't talking, he silent (grrah)
I'm thinking 'bout buying a island
Ooh, I just bought the Maybach, I'm wildin' (ooh, yeah)
Nah, [?] for real