Talkin
YBN Nahmir Lyrics


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Ay, ay, ay

Came in this bitch with my young nigga stuntin'
You play with the gang and this Glock get to bustin'
I went out to London and came back with somethin'
I'm making that call and my young niggas comin'
Facts, I was just stuffing them grams in that 'Lac
Tell my lil' bro smoke a blunt and relax
I might get to trippin' with P's in the back
Got hunnids and fifties put up in the stash, ay
'Member when I ain't had shit, now a lil' nigga got rich, ay
'Member seeing bro trapping, now we livin' lavish
Tried to run, he got shot in the back
Still mad, I had to go ditch the MAC
Caught 'em slipping, took 'em down for their packs
I'ma just stack and go get the cash, ay
Big .44, ridin' 'round town with like four hoes
Niggas hate 'cause my wrist froze
Your brother fake, he not me though
Boy approach me, then I open that bag
'Cause if we need it, then we takin' yo' bread
Gotta watch who be talking to feds
The police don't play 'cause they know what I'm with, bitch
Used to be ridin' 'round with sticks, ay
Might just be fuckin' your bitch, ay
Bitch, I'm the king of my clique, ay
They always take me on the hits
These new niggas gon' act like they on something
But they ain't on nothing, they know I, I keep my gun
I beez in the trap, in all black, the G's in the back
On Titus'on Ave with no L's, but keys to the pad
I'm really with that, a nigga play, I'm getting them whacked
It really get sad, these niggas tough, until they get smacked
Come to the door, sell a four, then sent his ass home
I go to the ham, I'm untouched, these niggas be hoes
I'm wondering though, why they got artillery for
Bitch, leave me alone, it ain't no fame from me in them songs
Bitch, we know how to make money fast, 'cause we the trending topics
Niggas think they on my ass, man, tell them niggas stop it
Bought my bitch a Fendi bag, because she really poppin'
Now I turn up, throw some money every time a nigga bring the city out
Fifty rounds, when Lil' Glizzy out
Selling guns out my mama house
If they slide, then let 'em slide
I ain't tryna see what they talkin' 'bout
Fifty rounds, when Lil' Glizzy out
Selling guns out my mama house




If they slide, then let 'em slide
I ain't tryna see what they talkin' 'bout

Overall Meaning

In YBN Nahmir's song "Talkin," he expresses his lifestyle and mentality as a young, successful rapper. The lyrics reflect his confidence, street credibility, and willingness to protect his gang at any cost. Nahmir boasts about his wealth and the luxuries he now enjoys after coming from a background of having nothing. He remembers the days when he and his crew had to hustle and sell drugs, but now they live a lavish lifestyle.


The lyrics also depict Nahmir's no-nonsense attitude towards anyone who poses a threat or disrespects him. He warns that he is always armed and ready to defend himself and his crew, making references to guns and violence. Nahmir asserts his dominance in his clique and suggests that he is the king, implying that he holds power and influence over his peers.


Throughout the song, Nahmir emphasizes his ability to make quick money and his reputation as a trending topic. He dismisses those who try to undermine him or ride his coattails for fame. He also highlights his generosity towards his girlfriend, showering her with expensive gifts to demonstrate her importance in his life.


Overall, "Talkin" illustrates Nahmir's confidence, success, and readiness to protect and provide for his gang while disregarding those who try to challenge him.


Line by Line Meaning

Came in this bitch with my young nigga stuntin'
I entered this place with my young friend, showing off and flexing


You play with the gang and this Glock get to bustin'
If you mess with our group, we will use our gun to shoot


I went out to London and came back with somethin'
I traveled to London and returned with something valuable


I'm making that call and my young niggas comin'
I'm making a phone call and my young friends are coming to join me


Facts, I was just stuffing them grams in that 'Lac
Indeed, I was just packing drugs into my Cadillac


Tell my lil' bro smoke a blunt and relax
I advise my younger brother to smoke marijuana and calm down


I might get to trippin' with P's in the back
I might start acting crazy with my friends and drugs stored in the trunk


Got hunnids and fifties put up in the stash, ay
I have loads of hundred-dollar bills and fifty-dollar bills hidden away


'Member when I ain't had shit, now a lil' nigga got rich, ay
Remember when I had nothing, now I, a young man, have become wealthy


'Member seeing bro trapping, now we livin' lavish
Remember observing my friend involved in illegal activities, and now we're living a luxurious lifestyle


Tried to run, he got shot in the back
He attempted to flee, but he got shot from behind


Still mad, I had to go ditch the MAC
Still angry, I had to dispose of the MAC-10 firearm


Caught 'em slipping, took 'em down for their packs
Caught them off guard, assaulted them, and stole their drugs


I'ma just stack and go get the cash, ay
I will simply save money and continue acquiring wealth


Big .44, ridin' 'round town with like four hoes
Large .44 caliber handgun, cruising through town with multiple promiscuous women


Niggas hate 'cause my wrist froze
People envy me because my wrist is adorned with expensive jewelry


Your brother fake, he not me though
Your sibling is deceitful; he's not like me


Boy approach me, then I open that bag
If someone confronts me, I will access my bag (likely containing a weapon)


'Cause if we need it, then we takin' yo' bread
Because if we require it, we will forcefully take your money


Gotta watch who be talking to feds
It is crucial to be cautious of who interacts with law enforcement


The police don't play 'cause they know what I'm with, bitch
The police do not mess around because they are aware of my affiliations, female dog


Used to be ridin' 'round with sticks, ay
In the past, I used to travel with firearms, hey


Might just be fuckin' your bitch, ay
I might possibly be engaging in sexual relations with your partner, hey


Bitch, I'm the king of my clique, ay
Woman, I am the leader of my group, hey


They always take me on the hits
They always include me in criminal activities


These new niggas gon' act like they on something
These newcomers will pretend to be involved in significant matters


But they ain't on nothing, they know I, I keep my gun
But they are not really involved, they know that I always carry my firearm


I beez in the trap, in all black, the G's in the back
I am present in the dangerous area, dressed in all black, the gangsters are with me


On Titus'on Ave with no L's, but keys to the pad
On Titus'on Avenue without any losses, but with access to significant resources


I'm really with that, a nigga play, I'm getting them whacked
I am genuinely involved in violent activities, if someone provokes me, I will have them killed


It really get sad, these niggas tough, until they get smacked
It truly becomes unfortunate, these individuals act tough until they encounter violence


Come to the door, sell a four, then sent his ass home
Approach the entrance, sell narcotics, then instruct him to leave


I go to the ham, I'm untouched, these niggas be hoes
I go to the habitual place, I am unaffected, these individuals are weaklings


I'm wondering though, why they got artillery for
I am curious, why do they possess heavy weapons?


Bitch, leave me alone, it ain't no fame from me in them songs
Woman, leave me in peace, my songs do not bring me notoriety


Bitch, we know how to make money fast, 'cause we the trending topics
Woman, we are knowledgeable about quick money-making methods because we are the subjects of current discussions


Niggas think they on my ass, man, tell them niggas stop it
Individuals believe they are after me, but tell them to cease their thinking


Bought my bitch a Fendi bag, because she really poppin'
Purchased a Fendi handbag for my significant other, as she is truly exceptional


Now I turn up, throw some money every time a nigga bring the city out
Now I party hard, throw cash every time someone represents our city


Fifty rounds, when Lil' Glizzy out
Fifty rounds of ammunition, especially when Lil' Glizzy is present


Selling guns out my mama house
Engaged in the illegal activity of selling firearms from my mother's residence


If they slide, then let 'em slide
If they engage in criminal actions, then allow them to continue without intervention


I ain't tryna see what they talkin' 'bout
I am not interested in knowing what they are discussing


Fifty rounds, when Lil' Glizzy out
Fifty rounds of ammunition, especially when Lil' Glizzy is present


Selling guns out my mama house
Engaged in the illegal activity of selling firearms from my mother's residence


If they slide, then let 'em slide
If they engage in criminal actions, then allow them to continue without intervention


I ain't tryna see what they talkin' 'bout
I have no desire to observe or understand their conversation




Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Aaron Alexander Christian, Nicholas Simmons, Raeshaun Delray Samoa

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Mari Sosaman

IM BACK IN THIS BIH IM BACK IN THIS BI- wrap it up!! that’s the one

JAY0!

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gray

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gray

@Angel just shut up

Very nice Jishu

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Alexis Cruz

bruh this is the beat from RDCworld1’s, “how short songs starting to be”

gray

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Sebru

its a free beat

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Rdc didn’t make the beat

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