Date 2022-09-08
Category Foreign Music, Lyrics, New Music
American rapper, Noah Oliver Smith aka Yeat unveils the “Talk” track produced by BNYX®.
Yeat Talk
On “Talk,” Yeat flaunts his luxuries from his newfound fame, braggadocious rapping about his chart-topping music.
The highly anticipated track was first previewed on June 15, 2022, through Yeat’s Instagram and quickly caught the attention of TikTok—going viral on the platform.
Yeat – Talk (prod. BNYX®)
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeat concert, Yeat, Yeat (Come on, man)
Man, one of the biggest artists in the world right now
We seen it all, niggas was gettin’ tazed
Bitches was poppin’ pussy by the front door
Niggas was throwin’ chairs, everything was goin’ down
Fifty-thousand people, Yeat concert, twizz shit right here
Real twizz shit right here (Real twizzy shit right here)
You guys don’t know ’bout it
[Pre-Chorus]
Jump out at the show (Uh, I-I-I’m working on dying), jump out at the show
Had to change my flow, yeah, had to change the joke (Hey, hey, hey, BNYX)
Potty trained my diamonds, yeah, they smackin’ head to toe (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, yeah)
“Shh” ’bout what you sayin’, yeah, just shut up, let me go (Hey, hey, hey)
[Chorus]
Huh, riding in that, big lil’ ass Tonka truck
Riding ’round with these bust-down watches on me, I got my blicky tucked (Hey, hey, hey)
Headin’ number one up on these charts, bitch, yeah, it’s stuck as what?
A-a-all we do is just go number one (Hey, hey, hey)
And I just brought in some M’s, lil’ bitch, it’s the first of the month
Riding ’round, I’m in the Cayenne, lil’ bitch, I’ma tear up the city, I’m afraid of the sun (Hey, hey, hey)
I went and painted the Benz, I switched shit up, I wanted it done by the Don
All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother, my slime, my twizzy, my money (Hey, hey, hey)
I don’t give a fuck what you sayin’, I don’t listen to it, I don’t wanna hear ’bout none
In the whip, got two R, yeah, Rolls Royce truck, yeah, what the Cullinan bought (Hey, hey, hey)
I’m ’bout to bring this shit back and then wait from the top, it’s that time of the month
I’m ’bout to do it again, ’bout to do it again, ’bout to triple the sum (Hey, hey, hey)
[Verse]
How you gon’ talk to a rat? (Huh?) How you gon’ talk to the feds? (Woo)
How you gon’ talk to the shmeds? (Woo) Now you gon’ talk to the lead (Huh?)
I don’t give a fuck what you sayin’, huh, you already heard what I said (Woo)
Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me, yeah, I got big boy bread (Woo, woo, woo)
And I don’t give a fuck ’bout the coupe, yeah, I pop the bitch on Tes’ (Woo, woo, woo)
You ain’t even made no money, yeah, don’t make no sense (Woo, woo, woo)
I destroyed the coupe, I’m ’bout to jump out again
[Pre-Chorus]
Jump out at the show (Uh, I-I-I’m working on dying), jump out at the show
Had to change my flow, yeah, had to change the joke (Hey, hey, hey, BNYX)
Potty trained my diamonds, yeah, they smackin’ head to toe (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, yeah)
“Shh” ’bout what you sayin’, yeah, just shut up, let me go (Hey, hey, hey)
[Chorus]
Huh, riding in that, big lil’ ass Tonka truck
Riding ’round with these bust-down watches on me, I got my blicky tucked (Hey, hey, hey)
Headin’ number one up on these charts, bitch, yeah, it’s stuck as what?
A-a-all we do is just go number one (Hey, hey, hey)
And I just brought in some M’s, lil’ bitch, it’s the first of the month
Riding ’round, I’m in the Cayenne, lil’ bitch, I’ma tear up the city, I’m afraid of the sun (Hey, hey, hey)
I went and painted the Benz, I switched shit up, I wanted it done by the Don
All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother, my slime, my twizzy, my money (Hey, hey, hey)
I don’t give a fuck what you sayin’, I don’t listen to it, I don’t wanna hear ’bout none
In the whip, got two R, yeah, Rolls Royce truck, yeah, what the Cullinan bought (Hey, hey, hey)
I’m ’bout to bring this shit back and then wait from the top, it’s that time of the month
I’m ’bout to do it again, ’bout to do it again, ’bout to triple the sum (Hey, hey, hey)
[Outro]
How you gon’ talk to a rat? (Huh?) How you gon’ talk to the feds? (Woo)
How you gon’ talk to the shmeds? (Woo) Now you gon’ talk to the lead? (Huh?)
I don’t give a fuck, just sayin’, huh, lil’ bit’, you heard what I said (Woo)
Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me, yeah, I got big boy bread (Woo, woo, woo)
And I don’t give a fuck ’bout the coupe, yeah, I pop the bitch on Tes’ (Woo, woo, woo)
You ain’t even made no money, yeah, don’t make no sense (Woo, woo, woo)
I destroyed the coupe, I’m ’bout to jump out again
