Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Talk That Talk (Rich Bitch), artist - LightSkinKeisha. Album song Talk That Talk, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: LightSkinKeisha
Song language: English
Talk That Talk (Rich Bitch) |
Yeah, real ghetto bitch |
Real Atlanta shit, the fuck? |
Big Bank Beisha |
Queen of motherfuckin' Atlanta |
I’m shitting on all these bitches |
These bitches can’t motherfuckin' touch me (Brandin Blanco) |
Big Birkins, AP’s, all that shit, and that’s just that on that |
I’m on a whole 'nother level, I been in my bag, and I keep getting better |
I’m getting richer, that ass getting thicker, my diamonds, they keep getting |
wetter |
Fuck I look like going back and forth with a little bitch that is not on my |
level? |
I do not give a fuck, tell that bitch try her luck, she’ll get folded like a |
pretzel |
Straight ghetto bitch from Atlanta, but I get bougie, I might bring the Birkin |
out |
Pussy pink on the Hermes, make y’all lil' bitches wanna put y’all purses down |
Hood rich, ghetto shit, got your nigga all in my DM’s, he flirtin' now |
Crazy how they used to talk about me, but now my name all in they searches now |
Pretty in the face, little in the waist, I talk my shit, I get cocky |
These bitches wan' be me, these bitches can’t see me, got CC all over my body |
Killing bitches is a hobby (I'm killin' 'em) |
All of my lingo, they copy (They copyin') |
Step your shit up, bitch, you sloppy (Sloppy) |
That shit that you doing is not it |
My life is great, every night shrimp and steak |
I pull up on red carpets and they feed me grapes |
The gangsters fuck with me, put you on a plate |
Make you part of God’s plan, chopper sing just like Drake |
I’m finna talk some real cash shit, been in my bag bitch, I’m doing real fine |
I’m doing better then all of my opps, I pop shit on the 'Gram and in real life |
Talk that talk, I’ma walk that walk, I only speak facts |
None of these bitches is seeing me, and that’s just that on that |
Stayed down ten toes, I’m a real bitch |
I don’t play around, I walk in and kill shit |
Big Cuban on my neck cost a whole brick |
Made myself a boss, now I’m a rich bitch |
I’m a rich bitch, I’m a rich bitch |
Big Cuban on my neck cost a whole brick |
Made myself a boss, now I’m a rich bitch |
I’m a rich bitch, I’m a rich bitch |
Big Cuban on my neck cost a whole brick |
Made myself a boss, now I’ma rich bitch |
I get that bag and I double it, you and your life is in crumbles, |
bitch (Your life is in crumbles, bitch) |
I’m tired of all of that humble shit, I come around and they mumbling |
It ain’t my fault you keep fumblin', queen of Atlanta, I’m running it (Queen of |
Atlanta) |
I’m your bitch body goals, my booty on swole, my nigga stay rubbin' it (Stay |
rubbin' it) |
I made my self popping, I’m self-made, never needed a cosign (Facts) |
And if they sleeping on me, I’m finna wake 'em up, motherfuck a bedtime |
Every day, it’s a new bitch hating (What?), I tell her to fall in line (Fall in |
line) |
Tryna throw shade on name, but these diamonds on me gon' make sure that I |
always shine, bitch |
Talk that talk, I’ma walk that walk, I only speak facts |
None of these bitches is seeing me, and that’s just that on that |
Stayed down ten toes, I’m a real bitch |
I don’t play around, I walk in and kill shit |
Big Cuban on my neck cost a whole brick |
Made myself a boss, now I’m a rich bitch |
I’m a rich bitch, I’m a rich bitch |
Big Cuban on my neck cost a whole brick |
Made myself a boss, now I’m a rich bitch |
I’m a rich bitch, I’m a rich bitch |
Big Cuban on my neck cost a whole brick |
Made myself a boss, now I’ma rich bitch |