Lyrks
Lyrks
Lyrks
Cover Art

Shit Talkin’ Lyrics by Dizzy x Armani!

SRT

2020

Intro:
(E-E-Enrgy made this one)
Oh yea Dizzy we finna talk real spicy on this one
(Ayo turn me up, turn me up)
Verse 1 (Dizzy):
I ain't gon cap man, these niggas fake (Swear to God)
Feelin like [?] the way I open up my inner gates (My inner gates)
Water on my neck, this shit here, it look like a lake (Like a lake)
Now I'm up at Ruth's Chris with my bitch and we eating steaks (Steaks)
Uh yeah, and now I'm touchin pap' (Touchin' pap')
Like a barber, line a nigga up with two .48's (Two .48's)
Came up out the jungle with them straps, Planet of the Apes (Of the Apes)
I don' seen too many of these niggas, think I earned my cake (Cake)
Had to cut the grass real low to watch out for the snakes (For the snakes)
We gon slide on the opp's block and we gon make it shake (Make it shake)
Bought the bitch some Gucci, now the lil hoe gon do what I say (What I say)
Charged up and I'm in my bag, I feel like Lil Zay (Lil, OOPS)
Yea yea, and we put sticks to face (Sticks to faces)
Everytime I finna go eat, I always say my grace (Say my grace)
I don' rolled up some Exotic, now I'm in Outer Space (Outer Space)
Niggas thinkin they competition, but I don' won the race (Won the race)
Uh, I put 10 bands right up in the safe (In the Safe)
I can't wait to flex on my haters and pull up in a Wraith (In a Rolls)
Run up in a pussy nigga crib, I ain't gon' leave no trace
This choppa, it be loud as hell, like when you drop a bass
Yea, this Wokhardt'll help a nigga sleep (Nigga sleep)
I'm a different breed, yea I'm fluent speaking Guapanese (Guapanese)
On the freeway goin' 200, and she toppin me (Toppin me)
The way this money comin' in, this shit shockin me (Shockin me)
Verse 2 (Dizzy):
Slapped a nigga mama cuz he keep on watchin' me
Fucked a nigga bitch, she trapped, "Oh Wait, where's my heat?"
Nutted on her back, I said "OAH OAH I'm boutta skeet"
Really different, I might slide up in a Gucci tech
I don't aim below the belt, we aimin' at yo fuckin neck
Boy you really mad as hell, I nutted on yo aunty neck
Boy be really sad, you gettin' angry about every check
Really funny how you niggas can be bitches too
I think she really freaky, cuz I made her titties wet too
Me and Mani' on some goofy shit, Dum & Dummer 2
Bitch said she 41, I guess I'm 41, too
I'mma hit yo block clueless and leave a Blue's Clue
Think these bands stuck to me, it feel like loose glue
Think yo bitch in love with me, she like "Who You?"
I think I'm tired of 100's, I don' touched a few
Niggas wear the same fit, I think they need a new shoe
Bitches wear the same weave, I swear they need a new 'do
Bitches think they sick, they really fuckin' with the same dude
Bitch had sucked my dick I was surprised, she said "Thank You!"
You bitches funny, y'all be flexin with y'all mans bands
Jiggy Man, make me hit yo block with that Extended fam
30 bands'll make yo bitch go crazy when I hold her hand
Money dance, I'm might throw 100 when I throw them bands
I get loose up in the bed, she say I'm really freaky
Pussy leakin', snuck up in his crib and took that nigga TV
I eat a lot, I'm real surprised that I ain't got a belly
We be smelly smokin on that Loud, eyes gettin heavy
That nigga think he out the whip, he out the fuckin' Chevy
That nigga think he fucked my bitch, he fucked my auntie Reisha
That nigga coulda copped a Zip, he spent the bag on Keisha
Niggas think I made the NBA, cuz I ball so hard
How I'm the one that ball the most but on the fuckin bleachers
I don't even wanna rap no more, I think I'm into preaching
Dialogue (Dizzy):
Like Nigga, I'm really---
I'm into preachin'
I'mma have to start teachin'
Cuz you niggas don't know how to get no money (he he)
Verse 3 (Dizzy):
Ahh you niggas dumb as hell
Bro wanna get in the Dope game, I told him get a scale
Took my bitch to get her nails done, cuz she chipped her nail
My bitch got big bag, lil Chanel'
I'll lean your dad shit back, straight to Hell
I can't sip no milk if that shit not Chocolate
High off in my real test, but I aced my parking
Yo bitch booty bad as hell, call her Ms. Parker
Dialogue 2 (Dizzy)
How I fail my real test, but I aced my parking?

About “Shit Talkin’” by Dizzy x Armani!

Read the complete lyrics to "Shit Talkin’" by Dizzy x Armani! from the album "SRT" in 2020. On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Detroit Rap, Rap.

"Shit Talkin’" is performed by Dizzy x Armani!. from the album "SRT" in 2020 This page provides the full lyric text for fans who want to sing along, study the songwriting, or compare versions across releases. Lyrks organizes lyrics by artist and song slug so you can bookmark and share a stable URL. Music lyrics help listeners connect with emotion, narrative, and rhythm in a track. Whether you are learning English, researching a favorite chorus, or preparing for karaoke, having accurate line breaks and section labels (verse, chorus, bridge) makes the experience easier. We link to the official artist profile on Lyrks where available, including biography snippets, top songs, and chart placements when we have that data. If you enjoy "Shit Talkin’", explore more songs by Dizzy x Armani! using the links below. Chart and trending pages on Lyrks highlight what listeners are searching for this week. For copyright or correction requests, see our DMCA and contact pages.

View all songs and biography for Dizzy x Armani! · Trending lyrics · Billboard Hot 100

Frequently asked questions

"Shit Talkin’" is credited to Dizzy x Armani!. Songwriting credits may include additional writers listed on the release; check the credits section on this page for linked collaborators.

"Shit Talkin’" appears on "SRT" in 2020.

Visit the Dizzy x Armani! artist page at /artist/dizzy-x-armani for biography, popular tracks, and links to more lyric pages.