Lil Baby – Shiest Talk (feat. Pooh Shiesty) Lyrics

Shiest Talk

Lil Baby (feat. Pooh Shiesty)

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"Shiest Talk." - Lil Baby (feat. Pooh Shiesty)

Thursday, 17 September 2026, 11:40 am

Album: It's Only Me

Track No: 21

Used to dream of driving foreigns, had to grab one
Of all my mamas children
I'm the bad one
I admit that
God gone have to call and tell me
To give yo shit back
I was thuggin way before Tony put Trevor on a shit bag
Lil Juan got killed
It hit me
Been my **** since elementary
Justin tried to make me
Go half on buddy lawyer
I wasn't wit it
All these **** do is brag
But go out bad
I just don't get it
They be poppin on the gram
But they cant pop out in my city
Every charge I had dismissed
Swallow my kids
You don't get no kiss
Ion play games
But a **** send blitz
Everything change when a **** get rich
Glock with a switch
How a **** gone miss?
Made you that
Now a **** tryna diss
Some of this shit
I'm just never gone get
Ion fuck around
I can still get bricks
Foes to the grave
I ain't never gone switch
Where the fuck I'm gone go?
She got everything
Young CoCo
I just gave my hood some more hope
We just sold another truckload
Bought her everything in Soho
She can't keep me on the low low
You know I'm a big bill
(Aye, Yuh)
You know I got big drill
(Yup)
2 F&N's sitting up in my lap
Cant even control the wheel
I gotta start acting more like a rapper
And stop tryna kill
Some **** wit me caught a body
Kept it solid wit me still
Play wit us I bet you call it off
They know Big Shiest take beef forreal (Brrrrrdt)
Then the more I get to flashin
Get to crashin
I ain't tryna chill
Yo bitch gone drop her panties
Diamonds dancin'
I'm just standing still
I used to go zip shit up for a ten
Now it's gone cost a mil
**** don't never wanna put in work
Pick up my chop
Know how I do
If you spot Shiesty with Baby
We sliding round wit 4 carbons full
(Yup)
But them **** just tired of getting bullied We is not into em
(Yup)
When I see all them views watching
Wait till I put you up in a wood
9/11
We got eyes on em
Bitches overstood
I pull up shooting up in yo projects
Say I can't go to my hood
(Brdddt, brddt, brddt)
Aye, yuh
Used to dream of driving foreigns, had to grab one
Of all my mamas children
I'm the bad one
I admit that
God gone have to call and tell me
To give yo shit back
I was thuggin way before Tony put Trevor on a shit bag

Writer(s): Dominique' Jones, Julian Mason, Kelton Scott II & Lontrell Donell Williams Jr..

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