Touché Amoré - Talk lyrics

[Touché Amoré - Talk lyrics]

That gun beside i slide
I ride pop pills
Get high i kill
You die i love my squad
We trap we stars
We clap applaud
They rap they frauds

My gun it shoots i come, you lose
Your friend the opp then we shoot
And you too i ain't leaving no clues
See myself up on the news
Fifteen I ain't going to school if
I can't bring my tool catch em lacking
I know he a fool splash him like a pool
Get this guap all this close shit cool but
It don't change the rules
Why you running 'round my city like
You got a fucking bell
Skinny L'z you running so fast
That I'mma need some help

I was running niggas down in your backstreets
They had me on the bench but
Now I'm shooting like an athlete
Headshots, closed casket leave a
Nigga so cozy i was two handing now your
Block fuck a Ginobili
I take off your top off your shoulders
My niggas drink the lean talking 'bout us
And myself we do this on
The side for the performers
If you don't know who i was
Somebody should of told ya haan MT

I came from the block we shoot at the opps
I came from the block we shoot at the cops
Menance gang we the ones
Wetting up your block
Trap house doing numbers did
Numbers on your block
Did numbers on your block
Did numbers on your block
Running from the feds then
I'm roofing the Glock
Then I'm roofing the Glock
Then I'm roofing the Glock
Running from the feds then
I'm roofing the Glock

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