Slick Talk (Explicit) - JID

Lyrics by：Kenneth Blume/Dicaprio/Charles Elijah Carter-Callahan/John Welch

Composed by：Kenneth Blume/Dicaprio/Charles Elijah Carter-Callahan/John Welch

Produced by：Christo/E Wonder/Kenny Beats

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You know I'm about to activate

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Whoa Kenny

Activation activation

Maturation process rap game too saturated

Grab your lady masturbation on her face

A acne patient acting patient so complacent

Comfortable a basic bowl of s**t

Hold my own I own my dick

Go shaloma unpredictable

And roll with the clique of fold of big clips

Ya'll know I feel activated when I came in this b***h

Claiming the 6 I don't care about being famous and s**t

I was a bad little never had n***a get the bag

Give it back to my fam I am who I am

Hope I don't get a jam in the jam

Had a dream of eating lamb in the lamb'

And the label come off fam with the ram

Like Martin Gina Cole Tommy and Pam

Start scheming boy you die where you stand

Now hear dis you likkle spit and chew out soundbwoy

You mussi think you can go buy experience a woolworth

You mussi think a so king selassie ah get him crown

No no no

No no no no way

You got to work hard for it look okay

This the type of s**t that have n***as in beef

Dat slick talk followed by some stick talk then sleep

Pissed off I done took my fifth loss this week

Big dog I can scratch that s**t off like fleas

I got alotta s**t to say but I'ma keep my list short

I know alotta your favorites not gon' f**k with this part

When I'm done please know that I was trying to diss y'all

Cuz' if this is a competition then I'm setting this bar

In my city who's with me

I'm in my own lane Jack

Nickel said JID so flame I propane rap

I'm from East Atlanta like Gucci and Travis Porter

But my story is similar to the hare and the tortoise

Pen so sharp told stories you thought I forged it

Back in the fourth grade never read Curious George

My n***a Corey kept a little 40 inside his northface

Left a n***a with no face and beat the court case

Coming home from ball practice

Took the street the short way

We from the East but never gave n***as a reason to try

You think it's soft p***y n***as eat the Sorbet

Or eating your face squeeze the heat

Then leaving your place

I've been telling you life's a beach

But it's a b***h in your case

I've been yelling and throwing fits

I'm tired of screaming all day

I've been fighting these f**king demons all day

Man this s**t ain't never been easy

I just need a breather

Can your boy blow let me squeeze it

A little steam I ain't hating I'm just heated

N***as know what I mean

But n***as don't know what I been through

So if I offend you then

Uhh uhh uhh uhh

I heard n***as looking for a problem

But we don't even move till' the rent due

My n***as hands itching finna rob something

Better pray to God that he don't get you

Better pray to God that he don't get you

Better pray to God that he don't get you

Better pray to God that he don't get you

Our father

Better pray to God

Look ok f**k what a n***a say

My mama think I made it

Lift my head to sky I cry and begin prayer

Thanks to the maker got me out of an awful place

My n***a gone for 17 years like a cicada

More than a motivator for me to get off my anus

And kick a*s like I'm Danny Mainus

Put the pen pad to the paper

Big mad with a painting brush

Splish splash drawing scenes from dim lit past

Dimwit pimp s**t syndicate with the pen grip

Ripping s**t intimate infinite rhyme kicking

Let's begin

Who's your list your top 10

Let's just say whoever better than

I'm ready now I was ready then

I was headed down the aisle

Rap game in a wedding gown

She gave me the ring

I said yes and vowed for forever now

On the honeymoon getting naked now

On a money pile doing doggystyle

I'm a father now you are my child

Or you aren't my child

I'm on Maury now and I'm talking loud

The results are found you did not pull out

It's your killer's b***h like a doggy pound

We divorcing now

I want the ring cars clothes all the houses

You broke my heart re-organizing

Really trying to be mature about it

But I got a killer like a f**king dealer

Dreamville rhyme spiller

I shoulda killed a rapper 'cuz I could done

N***a this a gun and a bullet

I heard n***as looking for a problem

But we don't even move till' the rent due

My n***as hands itching finna rob something

Better pray to God that he don't get you

Better pray to God that he don't get you

Better pray to God that he don't get you

Better pray to God that he don't get you