NBA YoungBoy - "Ten Talk" (Official Instrumental) [Prod. By Bj Beatz] 

Comment Yall Favorite Line From This Song 👇👇👇

Gotta be one of the best beats of 2020 no 🧢

Swervin’ inna lamb’ wit da gang, we all tool-totin 🖤🚦

so simple yet so fire 🔥 .

Every line is a banger💯

Beat of the year no cap

Got damn BJ wit another one

This is fire fr.

Bj beatz the best yall

Another one🔥🔥🔥

perfect🔥

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Perfect

🔥😈 You start this shit, on Dump, we end it with them tools blowin

bih u too hard brova 🔥

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Ledgend.

Mom: how was your day at school Yb: Ion Know Mom: Did you get a girl Yb: Ion know Mom: 😑

pressure

kJ 🔫🤟🏼ty

When I listen to this beat all I can say is ion know 😂😂😂

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Thanks I’m using this for my RU-vid channel video I’m editing Rn u the plugg fr fr G

Can’t even pick a lin cuz yb went to crazy

can use n give u credit?

2020

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“Ion know”

Any beats similar to this that Youngboy didn’t use? Cause this is hard af

I want this beat

Ayy, hello!

Wow

”Ion know...”

Is my Ten Talk remix good?

Lit

Sittin in my cubical Pickin on my Cuticles Sniffing pharmaceuticals Lyrics all of em beautiful

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I just got off the phone with DDawg (not gonna say) Ayy, you keep stuck up in your ways, you gon' fall, time (goddamn, nigga) Man, I know that shit, nigga Yeah, don't know, ayy, pull up, though I ran up that money so muthafuckin' high Ayy, I swear to God I could stop rappin' now Nigga, I don't give a fuck about what you think, bitch I can't take the clean route, I'm G'd up They talk down, I'm rich now, lil' nigga, I can head home Fresh up outta cell block and fill up an arena I'm turnt up, you try and get your face blown I'm smokin' on doja, I pull up rollin' on some ignant shit Know the opp pack potent, police pull us over, bitch, get rid of it Motherfuck them shows, I ain't leavin' my home, bitch, I'm really rich And I'm so caught up in my ways I tend to all that shit Order 750 from the bank and they say, "Goddamn" I ain't gotta walk in, I just call, they know who I am Flex on Instagram and go to tweakin', seem like I spam So many plaques around this bitch, fuck who don't like what I'm sayin' Swervin' in that Lamb' with the gang, we all tool totin' You start this shit, on Dump, we end it with them tools blowin' Pussy, I was tryna buy a soul but my bro stole it Swipe so much, interior rig, I think my car totaled Yeah, fuck your lingo, how you bummin', nigga? I'ma post the Trey on 38, I hear ya comin' nigga Prolly got my stick out with a big ass stack of hundreds, nigga Better have your stick out, we let six off when you turnin' nigga How you get them cars and all that jewelry nigga? I don't know How you spent that money and still got millions nigga? I don't know How ya got all them bitches and don't want one nigga? I don't know Why you actin' slow? Nigga, fuck it, let your chrome blow Nigga, I don't know (Ayy, why you feel like all these hoes ain't shit?) Nigga, I don't know (Ayy, I really do know but I really don't know, but look here) Nigga, I don't know (Ayy, just rolled a blunt up and light the strong, nigga, fuck) Pussy nigga, say that you want smoke, then let your chrome blow Bitch stop all that hatin', just come say somethin' with your own folk Jumpin' in that Maybach, in my Styrofoam, red dope I'm full of pills, in my Bentley, who that is? Your ho Why them bitches don't want nominate Lil Top? I don't wan' know I'm from the streets, I got that guap, this shit I'm blessed for This shit around my wrist'll get you popped or get you stepped on But on the other end, I don't get nothin' less than one-fifty A show How you get them cars and all that jewelry nigga? I don't know How you spent that money and still got millions nigga? I don't know How ya got all them bitches and don't want one nigga? I don't know Why you actin' slow? Nigga, fuck it, let your chrome blow I can't take the clean route, I'm G'd up They talk down, I'm rich now, lil' nigga, I can head home Fresh up outta cell block and fill up an arena I'm turnt up, you try and get your face blown Savage nigga, I don't know Uh, yeah, Lil Top, nigga, I don't know Bitch on Vogue, nigga, I don't know Who I'm fuckin' with, that's your ho

Someone ah put da lyrics in comments

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I would lie to but Ten wont let me Do da shit ... I dont kno ..

“Better have yo stick out we let 6 out when you turning nigga”🤫

🔥🔥🔥Beat go dumb asf Brudda yb rip this bih

Hey 👋🏾 I wanna yeywuwo one ☝🏾 I wanna is your day

I can't take the clean route, I'm G'd up They talk down, I'm rich now, lil' nigga, I can head home 🥶

Youngbot made a song on dis nd its called ten talk

Usin this beat to diss yb stay tuned

Ayy, hello? (Who is this?) I just got off the phone with DDawg (Not gon' say) Ayy, you keep stuck up in your ways, you gon' fall, slime (Goddamn, BJ with another one) Man, I know that shit, nigga Yeah, don't know, ayy, but look, though I ran up that money so motherfuckin' high, ayy I swear to God I could stop rappin' now, nigga I wouldn't give a fuck 'bout what you think, bitch [Refrain] I can't take the clean route, I'm G'd up They talk down, I'm rich now, lil' nigga, I can head home Fresh up out a cell block, can fill up an arena I'm turnt up, you try and get your face blown [Verse 1] I'm smokin' on doja, I pull up rollin' on some ign'ant shit Know the opp pack potent, police pull us over, bitch, get rid of it Motherfuck them shows, I ain't leavin' my home, bitch, I'm really rich (Bitch, I'm rich) And I'm so caught up in my ways, I tint out all that shit Order seven-fifty from the bank and they say, "Goddamn" I ain't gotta walk in, I just call, they know who I am Flex on Instagram and go to tweakin', seem like I spam So many plaques around this bitch, fuck who don't like what I'm sayin' Swervin' in that Lam' with the gang, we all tool totin' (Tool totin') You start this shit, on Dump, we end it with them tools blowin' (Tools blowin') Pussy, I was tryna buy a soul, but my bro stole it (Man, he stole it) Swipe too much, interior rig, I think my car totaled (Car totaled) Yeah, fuck your lingo, how you bomin', nigga? (Yeah, yeah) I'ma post the Trey on 38, I hear ya comin', nigga Probably got my stick out with a big ass stack of hundreds, nigga Better have your stick out, release six off when you turnin', nigga, uh, mmh [Chorus] How you get them cars and all that jewelry? Nigga, I don't know How you spent that money and still got millions? Nigga, I don't know How I got all them bitches and don't want one? Nigga, I don't know Why you actin' slow? Nigga, fuck it, let your chrome blow [Interlude] (Ayy, why you been on some stupid shit with everybody, YoungBoy?) Nigga, I don't know (Ayy, why you feel like all these hoes ain't shit?) Nigga, I don't know (Ayy, I really do know, but I really don't know, but look here) Nigga, I don't know (Ayy, just roll a blunt up and light the strong, nigga, bah) [Verse 2] Pussy nigga, say that you want smoke, then let your chrome blow Bitch, stop all that hatin', just come say somethin', what you on, foe? Jumpin' in that Maybach, in my styrofoam, red dope I'm full of pills, in my Bentley, who that is? Your ho Why them bitches don't wan' nominate Lil Top? I don't wan' know I'm from the streets, I got that guap, this shit I'm blessed for This shit around my wrist'll get you popped or get you stepped on (Get you popped, bitch) But on the other end, I don't get nothin' less than one-fifty a show [Chorus] How you get them cars and all that jewelry? Nigga, I don't know How you spent that money and still got millions? Nigga, I don't know How I got all them bitches and don't want one? Nigga, I don't know Why you actin' slow? Nigga, fuck it, let your chrome blow

ion know lmao

Ayy, hello? (Who is this?) I just got off the phone with DDawg (not gonna say) Ayy, you keep stuck up in your ways, you gon' fall, time (goddamn, nigga) Man, I know that shit, nigga Yeah, don't know, ayy, pull up, though I ran up that money so muthafuckin' high Ayy, I swear to God I could stop rappin' now Nigga, I don't give a fuck about what you think, bitch I can't take the clean route, I'm G'd up They talk down, I'm rich now, lil' nigga, I can head home Fresh up outta cell block and fill up an arena I'm turnt up, you try and get your face blown I'm smokin' on doja, I pull up rollin' on some ignant shit Know the opp pack potent, police pull us over, bitch, get rid of it Motherfuck them shows, I ain't leavin' my home, bitch, I'm really rich And I'm so caught up in my ways I tend to all that shit Order 750 from the bank and they say, "Goddamn" I ain't gotta walk in, I just call, they know who I am Flex on Instagram and go to tweakin', seem like I spam So many plaques around this bitch, fuck who don't like what I'm sayin' Swervin' in that Lamb' with the gang, we all tool totin' You start this shit, on Dump, we end it with them tools blowin' Pussy, I was tryna buy a soul but my bro stole it Swipe so much, interior rig, I think my car totaled Yeah, fuck your lingo, how you bummin', nigga? I'ma post the Trey on 38, I hear ya comin' nigga Prolly got my stick out with a big ass stack of hundreds, nigga Better have your stick out, we let six off when you turnin' nigga How you get them cars and all that jewelry nigga? I don't know How you spent that money and still got millions nigga? I don't know How ya got all them bitches and don't want one nigga? I don't know Why you actin' slow? Nigga, fuck it, let your chrome blow Nigga, I don't know (Ayy, why you feel like all these hoes ain't shit?) Nigga, I don't know (Ayy, I really do know but I really don't know, but look here) Nigga, I don't know (Ayy, just rolled a blunt up and light the strong, nigga, fuck) Pussy nigga, say that you want smoke, then let your chrome blow Bitch stop all that hatin', just come say somethin' with your own folk Jumpin' in that Maybach, in my Styrofoam, red dope I'm full of pills, in my Bentley, who that is? Your ho Why them bitches don't want nominate Lil Top? I don't wan' know I'm from the streets, I got that guap, this shit I'm blessed for This shit around my wrist'll get you popped or get you stepped on But on the other end, I don't get nothin' less than one-fifty A show How you get them cars and all that jewelry nigga? I don't know How you spent that money and still got millions nigga? I don't know How ya got all them bitches and don't want one nigga? I don't know Why you actin' slow? Nigga, fuck it, let your chrome blow I can't take the clean route, I'm G'd up They talk down, I'm rich now, lil' nigga, I can head home Fresh up outta cell block and fill up an arena I'm turnt up, you try and get your face blown Savage nigga, I don't know Uh, yeah, Lil Top, nigga, I don't know Bitch on Vogue, nigga, I don't know Who I'm fuckin' with, that's your ho

I'm smokin' on doja, I pull up rollin' on some ign'ant shit Know the opp pack potent, police pull us over, bitch, get rid of it Motherfuck them shows, I ain't leavin' my home, bitch, I'm really rich (Bitch, I'm rich) And I'm so caught up in my ways, I tint out all that shit Order seven-fifty from the bank and they say, "Goddamn" I ain't gotta walk in, I just call, they know who I am Flex on Instagram and go to tweakin', seem like I spam So many plaques around this bitch, fuck who don't like what I'm sayin' Swervin' in that Lam' with the gang, we all tool totin' (Tool totin') You start this shit, on Dump, we end it with them tools blowin' (Tools blowin') Pussy, I was tryna buy a soul, but my bro stole it (Man, he stole it) Swipe too much, interior rig, I think my car totaled (Car totaled)

How u got all this money and all this jewelry nigga idk

I just popped another Benz Drinking like my night wont end Choppa got me caught up in Drama, I just shot mans Potna, I just switch the plans Gotcha, I just claim my land

i wrote a song about my dog to this song lol i roll wit a pittie if u roll up he gon eat u, overheard him talking tuffness call my goons and we gon beat u, u don't know nothing bout the gusher so shut up before i teach you, u can throw them hands but imma pick u up and yeet u, i roll w a pittie he bout yay tall, he don't tolerate disrespect he gon up and tear ya face off, how i got so much money earned it i don't take no days off, went from rags to having riches i guess u can say it paid off, the pitbull i rock wit his name pharaoh, 6th sense i can tell when u saying cap like i did tarot, cuban rest on my neck it got width but urs is narrow, my balenciagas don't got no strings it ain't no cello, it say mk on my bag yea, soldiers got my back mhm, bought a chain with the rocks they black mhm, and my goons you know we slatt mhm, hadda get off my butt, yea, and get up in the bag uh huh, on my feet is crocs, yea, and the buttons color black mhm, so much ice i'm freezing cold, might have to get a coat, so much water on my choker, might have to get a boat, the rollie tik tok but the time moves slow, and my pockets real heavy so i walk real slow, keep talkin i might jus pop off, leave em walking funny, funny how they wan be my friend when i walk w a hunnid, u not buddy so stay back, unless it's business money, i like the bling i get a watch and i buss down the rollie, pitbull big belly, hefty, give him a rotisserie he slurp it like it's jelly, bedazzle out the collar cuban shole is heavy, stick ur fingers through his gate and he gon turn em to spaghetti i roll wit a pittie if u roll up he gon eat u, overheard him talking tuffness call my goons and we gon beat u, u don't know nothing bout the gusher so shut up before i teach you, u can throw them hands but imma pick u up and yeet u, i roll w a pittie he bout yay tall, he don't tolerate disrespect he gon up and tear ya face off, how i got so much money earned it i don't take no days off, went from rags to having riches i guess u can say it paid off, the pitbull i rock wit his name pharaoh, 6th sense i can tell when u saying cap like i did tarot, cuban rest on my neck it got width but urs is narrow, my balenciagas don't got no strings it ain't no cello, my pitbull is my partner, he do what i say so, he solid, y'all lil puppies fold jus like some playdoh, he be thuggin in the rain he tough he don't need no raincoat, he the only one who i would give half my bankroll that's pharoah, i roll wit a pittie if u roll up he gon eat u, overheard him talking tuffness call my goons and we gon beat u, u don't know nothing bout the gusher so shut up before i teach you, u can throw them hands but imma pick u up and yeet u, i roll w a pittie he bout yay tall, he don't tolerate disrespect he gon up and tear ya face off, how i got so much money earned it i don't take no days off, went from rags to having riches i guess u can say it paid off,

La cons est douce, donc je fume le petou doucement J'tousse J'tire une taffe J'assure condition d'apaisement Car j'ai la frousse Plein de fruits dans le froc, Dans le poches, plein d'Fric Plein de pochetards pleins d'flics J'fume, j'fais c'que j'veux, j'm'affilie Au confinement donc j'la joue fine J'sais qu'jsuis pas dans un film Donc j'file, jfous les graines dans la terre fine Moi, Quand j'commence un projet je le termine Donc tous les jours, j'massure qu'pot est bien abreuvé Tu veux goûter ? T'es pas mon pote eh bah désolé Mais moi j'suis pas comme toutes ces salopes qui, sans arrêt, cherchent les sommes Veulent grimper en haut du sommet Quitte à finir au sol assommés C'est pas facile tout les jours J'dois faire face aux blem-pros de sobre T'ouvres ta bouche mais j'tai pas sonné Tu m'raconte qu'tu fais du sale

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kJ 🔫🤟🏼ty

Ayy, hello? (Who is this?) I just got off the phone with DDawg (not gonna say) Ayy, you keep stuck up in your ways, you gon' fall, time (goddamn, nigga) Man, I know that shit, nigga Yeah, don't know, ayy, pull up, though I ran up that money so muthafuckin' high Ayy, I swear to God I could stop rappin' now Nigga, I don't give a fuck about what you think, bitch I can't take the clean route, I'm G'd up They talk down, I'm rich now, lil' nigga, I can head home Fresh up outta cell block and fill up an arena I'm turnt up, you try and get your face blown I'm smokin' on doja, I pull up rollin' on some ignant shit Know the opp pack potent, police pull us over, bitch, get rid of it Motherfuck them shows, I ain't leavin' my home, bitch, I'm really rich And I'm so caught up in my ways I tend to all that shit Order 750 from the bank and they say, "Goddamn" I ain't gotta walk in, I just call, they know who I am Flex on Instagram and go to tweakin', seem like I spam So many plaques around this bitch, fuck who don't like what I'm sayin' Swervin' in that Lamb' with the gang, we all tool totin' You start this shit, on Dump, we end it with them tools blowin' Pussy, I was tryna buy a soul but my bro stole it Swipe so much, interior rig, I think my car totaled Yeah, fuck your lingo, how you bummin', nigga? I'ma post the Trey on 38, I hear ya comin' nigga Prolly got my stick out with a big ass stack of hundreds, nigga Better have your stick out, we let six off when you turnin' nigga