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Skwid - Big Talk (feat. DxU) Lyrics



Skwid - Big Talk (feat. DxU) Lyrics




If you don't know
You finna know, yeah

Feeling the best I ever felt
After some growing pains
I couldn't blame no one
I was playing games
Outsider looking in like a window pane
Repeating the same things
Nigga finna go insane
Flipping dimes like a gymnast
Make the money stretch
See me leave the club with 4?
Yeah, a nigga got connects
Blue strips in my right
Bad bitches on my left
I got both hands full
I guess I'm kinda ambidext
Roll up and smoke a quarter when I'm feeling stressed
These niggas hella hating
But I'm never pressed
Cuz we could relay running 1s
Like Sha'Carri nigga
But don't find out the hard way
I also carry nigga
And don't be mad that I'm a bad bitch getter
You be getting friend zoned
She in my DMs writing letters
You dreaming all about her
And I know that shit hurt
Cuz she love when I'm Geppetto
With my hand up her skirt
This that big talk
I light a blunt and write this banger
In some black crocs
If you thinking that you better
You on crack rocks
If you smoking what I'm smoking
This the dab spot
Drop a gram and blast off, zoom

Feel like I'm blasting through the space
And you know I'm coming second
Yeah, unless this is a race
She say she love the feeling
I can see it on her face
You would think that I'm a God
How she give a nigga praise
Yeah
And how she ride a nigga wave
Kyler Murray at the church
Hail Mary's on the way
And after all this sinning
Girl I know that I'm forgiven
Cuz I do the Lord's work
Got your footprints on the ceiling
I'm in my bag like the napkins at the bottom
Moving like the GOAT app
If she want em, then I got em
And I know I'm on my way
Cuz that's just how fate has it
Going crazy in the booth
Flex the Gucci straitjacket
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English

If you don't know
You finna know, yeah

Feeling the best I ever felt
After some growing pains
I couldn't blame no one
I was playing games
Outsider looking in like a window pane
Repeating the same things
Nigga finna go insane
Flipping dimes like a gymnast
Make the money stretch
See me leave the club with 4?
Yeah, a nigga got connects
Blue strips in my right
Bad bitches on my left
I got both hands full
I guess I'm kinda ambidext
Roll up and smoke a quarter when I'm feeling stressed
These niggas hella hating
But I'm never pressed
Cuz we could relay running 1s
Like Sha'Carri nigga
But don't find out the hard way
I also carry nigga
And don't be mad that I'm a bad bitch getter
You be getting friend zoned
She in my DMs writing letters
You dreaming all about her
And I know that shit hurt
Cuz she love when I'm Geppetto
With my hand up her skirt
This that big talk
I light a blunt and write this banger
In some black crocs
If you thinking that you better
You on crack rocks
If you smoking what I'm smoking
This the dab spot
Drop a gram and blast off, zoom

Feel like I'm blasting through the space
And you know I'm coming second
Yeah, unless this is a race
She say she love the feeling
I can see it on her face
You would think that I'm a God
How she give a nigga praise
Yeah
And how she ride a nigga wave
Kyler Murray at the church
Hail Mary's on the way
And after all this sinning
Girl I know that I'm forgiven
Cuz I do the Lord's work
Got your footprints on the ceiling
I'm in my bag like the napkins at the bottom
Moving like the GOAT app
If she want em, then I got em
And I know I'm on my way
Cuz that's just how fate has it
Going crazy in the booth
Flex the Gucci straitjacket
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Writer: Aaron Nicholson
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Performed By: Skwid
Language: English
Length: 2:09
Written by: Aaron Nicholson
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