No Talking

Ooh, them labels be calling I don't do no talking

The car is a foreign, I don't do no walking

I fucked her for hours, endurance, been jogging

Ooh, I can eyeball the p, I do not need a clock it

The jeweler gone bust down my chain and my watches

She scream when I hit her

She sounding obnoxious (Yung Lan on the track)

Ooh, I love when she throw that shit back on me

You smell me, you know that pack on me

Let's go, you know that them racks on me

These niggas sweet like a cavity

Sticked up, you know we ain't having it, ooh

I got top shelf in the cabinet, ooh

Come on, you know that them blues on me

Ran that shit up on my lonely

Most of these niggas untrustworthy

I grow grizzly just like a Morant jersey

Had to cut that lil' ho off, yeah, cold turkey

Got the water hose on me, I start squirting

We don't separate, might catch the wrong person

I don't ride no waves, I am my own person

I don't take no days off, I just keep working

Had to jump in the water, I keep surfing

At the Louis store shopping, I spent ten

Then I walked out the mall to a new Benz

She just came to the crib and brought two friends

Used to have a trap house on a dead end

Say my name in a song, they some dead men

Got them racks to the ceiling like 6'10

Pull up inside a foreign, bae, get in

I'm burning exotic while whipping (yeah, come on)

Dropping weight on the bench like I'm lifting, yeah

Red bottoms on me, no Christian (come on)

I just want you and your best friend

Bae, I won't be like the X-Men

Rather go now like your ex-man

Ooh, them labels be calling I don't do no talking

The car is a foreign, I don't do no walking

I fucked her for hours, endurance, been jogging

Ooh, I can eyeball the P, I do not need a clock it

The jeweler gone bust down my chain and my watches

She scream when I hit her, she sounding obnoxious

Ooh, I love when she throw that shit back on me

You smell me, you know that pack on me

Let's go, you know that them racks on me

These niggas sweet like a cavity

Sticked up, you know we ain't having it, ooh

I got top shelf in the cabinet, ooh

Come on, you know that them blues on me

Ran that shit up on my lonely