Knife Talk – English Lyrics

• By: Drake, 21 Savage, Project Pat
• Album: Certified Lover Boy

Lyrics & Translation

[English]

♪ I GOTTA FEED THE STREETS ♪

♪ MY PISTOL GON' BLEED THE STREETS ♪

♪ SKI MASK ON MY FACE, SOMETIMES YOU GOTTA CHEAT ♪

♪ TO STAY AHEAD IN THIS BITCH-A (GANG) ♪

♪ DRANK SYRUP LIKE IT'S LIQUOR ♪

♪ STREET LIFE'LL HAVE YOU CATCHIN' UP TO GOD QUICKER (YEAH, GANG) ♪

♪ STICKER, AK-40 TO YOUR LIVER ♪

♪ LET THE CHOPPER BANG ON YOU LIKE A BLOOD OR A CRIPPER (GANG) ♪

♪ FLIPPER, SO MUCH BREAD, I'M A GYMNAST ♪

♪ MADE SO MUCH MONEY OFF OF DUMMIES, OFF OF DUMMIES (YEAH, GANG) ♪

♪ I'M MISTER BODY CATCHER, SLAUGHTER GANG SOUL SNATCHER ♪

♪ AIN'T NO REGULAR F-150, THIS A FUCKIN' RAPTOR ♪

♪ NO CAPPER, STREET NIGGA, NOT A RAPPER ♪

♪ CHOPPER HIT HIM AND HE TURNED INTO A BOOTY CLAPPER ♪

♪ SMITH & WESSON, I'M 4L GANG REPPIN' ♪

♪ WE DONE BAPTIZED MORE NIGGAS THAN A DAMN REVEREND (YEAH) ♪

♪ KAPPA ALPHA, ME AND MY GANG, WE DO ALL THE STEPPIN' ♪

♪ WHO YOU CHECKIN'? THIS FN SHOOT EAST TO WEST END (GANG) ♪

♪ YEAH ♪

♪ I HEARD PAPI OUTSIDE ♪

♪ AND HE GOT THE DOUBLE-R DROPPY OUTSIDE ♪

♪ CHECKED THE WEATHER AND IT'S GETTIN' REAL OPPY OUTSIDE ♪

♪ I'MA DROP THIS SHIT AND HAVE THESE PUSSIES ♪

♪ DROPPIN' LIKE SOME MOTHERFUCKIN' ♪

♪ TYPE OF NIGGA THAT CAN'T LOOK ME IN THE EYES I DESPISE ♪

♪ WHEN I SEE YOU, BETTER PUT THAT FUCKIN' PRIDE TO THE SIDE ♪

♪ MANY TIMES, PLENTY TIMES, I SURVIVED ♪

♪ BEEF IS LIVE, SPOILER ALERT, THIS NIGGA DIES ♪

♪ KEEP BLICKIES, AND YOU KNOW THE WEED STICKY ♪

♪ MY FINGER ITCHY, THE GLOCK LIKE TO LEAVE HICKEYS ♪

♪ YOUR SHOOTERS IFFY, A STREET PUNK COULD NEVER DISS ME ♪

♪ I COME STRAIGHT UP OUT THE 6, AND WE DON'T SPARE SIXTIES ♪

♪ I FUCK WITH HER, AND FUCK WITH HER, AND HER ♪

♪ I HIT UP ERR AND TELL HIM DO THE ERR, FOR SURE ♪

♪ VOODOO CURSE, IT GOT HIM WHILE I FLEW TO TURKS ♪

♪ KNOW THE DOGS HAD TO HIT THEM WHERE WE KNEW IT HURTS ♪

♪ GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON (YEAH) ♪

♪ GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON ♪

♪ NIGGA, GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON ♪

♪ GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON ♪

♪ NIGGA, GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON ♪

♪ GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON ♪

♪ NIGGA, GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON ♪

♪ GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON ♪

♪ LET IT BANG, BANG ♪

♪ LET IT BANG, BANG ♪

♪ 'TIL HIS BRAINS HANG AND HIS MAMA SANG ♪

♪ AND THE PASTOR SANG AND THEM BULLETS SANG ♪

♪ AND THEM CHOPPERS SANG AND THE CHOIR SANG ♪

♪ I'M ON EVERYTHING ♪

♪ JACOB CHARGED ME FOUR-FIFTY FOR A TENNIS CHAIN ♪

♪ US OPEN, HAD IT ON US AT THE TENNIS GAME ♪

♪ TELL THE COACH DON'T TAKE ME OUT, I LIKE TO FINISH GAMES ♪

♪ AND MY PEN INSANE, AND MY MEN INSANE ♪

♪ THERE'S LIKE EIGHTY OF US NOW THAT'S THE SCARY THING ♪

♪ SHIT THEY DOIN' ON THAT OTHER SIDE EMBARRASSING ♪

♪ WE IN PARIS WITH IT, HUNDRED CARATS WITH IT ♪

♪ ALL THIS SHIT IS FOR MY SON, 'CAUSE HE'S INHERITIN' IT ♪

♪ (IF YOUNG METRO DON'T TRUST YOU I'M GON' SHOOT YOU) ♪

♪ GANG (YEAH) ♪

♪ (METRO) ♪

♪ GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON ♪

♪ GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON ♪

♪ NIGGA, GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON ♪

♪ GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON ♪

♪ NIGGA, GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON ♪

♪ GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON ♪

♪ NIGGA, GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON ♪

♪ GANG SHIT, THAT'S ALL I'M ON, YEAH ♪

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