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  • D-block Europe – Free 22 Lyrics

    (Ooh, Jony)

    [Dirtbike LB:]
    Nothing good lasts, it will end in a minute
    Love when you smile and I love when you winning
    I need some help, on my lone and I’m thinking
    Love when you smile and I love when you winning
    I want your drugs and the love, I need both
    I got some drugs in my Louis V coat
    I pull up on niggas for racks that they owe
    We outside for numbers and baby, they know (Baby, they know)

    I pull my bitch to the side
    I wish I could see my nigga just one more time (One More time)
    I pull my bitch to the side (My bitch to the side)
    I wish I could see my nigga just one more time (Nigga, just one more time)
    I pull my bitch to the side
    I wish I could see my nigga just one more time (More time)
    I pull my bitch to the side (My bitch to the side)
    I wish I could see my nigga just one more time (Nigga, just one more time)

    She lovin’ my sweater, Tom Ford on my clothes
    Still think the money won’t change me
    I seen my nigga fall off for these hoes
    And I still think this nigga gone crazy
    Designer, the flowers, the powers is bud
    Designers aince tablets, I mix it with more
    I made mistakes, now I’m losing your love
    Girl, be patient, please stay with me
    Amiri jeans, whips with the same GD
    Audemars Patek with the same VV
    I stole your heart, girl, stay with me
    I think she play with me
    p*ssy so tight, got me buying LV
    p*ssy so tight, can you stay with me?
    I just spent twenty-five, five on V’s
    I just spent plenty time, time on me
    Love more trap, will they hear me now?
    Virgil, this t-shirt ain’t even out
    I got therapy so they hear me out
    I need help, someone make me feel better now
    I got the devil inside, can I let him out?
    Louis, my luggage I’m flying out
    I just Dior my trainers, I’m flyer now
    We ain’t seeing the opps when we’re riding out

    Nothing good lasts, it will end in a minute
    Love when you smile and I love when you winning
    I need some help, on my lone and I’m thinking
    Love when you smile and I love when you winning
    I want your drugs and the love, I need both
    I got some drugs in my Louis V coat
    I pull up on niggas for racks that they owe
    We outside for numbers and baby, they know (Baby, they know)

    I pull my bitch to the side

    I wish I could see my nigga just one more time (More time)
    I pull my bitch to the side (My bitch to the side)
    I wish I could see my nigga just one more time (Nigga, just one more time)
    I pull my bitch to the side
    I wish I could see my nigga just one more time (More time)
    I pull my bitch to the side (My bitch to the side)
    I wish I could see my nigga just one more time (Nigga, just one more time)

    [Young Adz:]
    Broski a shooter, he look like he play for the Lakers
    This shotty will wake up the neighbours
    I haven’t seen you in some ages
    I’m around strangers, need some familiar faces
    This life is so draining
    Coke in the pot, let it set like a cookie and then I just drain it
    I got a brick of Adaan and a brick of madow
    And I got different phones
    Two different watches, I wear them two different time
    I got two girls in different zones
    I’m on the strip with a pole
    Living so reckless, I got a stripper at home
    I’m smoking hashish
    She can’t take no pics, her daddy’s a G
    Killed the game and f*cked it annually
    My niggas in jail smoking amber the leaf, worst times
    Said, "It ain’t never felt like that" since her first time
    Rap star and we make birds fly
    Now she wanna talk ’bout birth signs
    Ex-boyfriend hate number 29
    Now she sayin’ that she couldn’t pick no worse guy
    I’ma run up some M’s with these works
    Then put new burners and bricks on the curb

    [Dirtbike LB:]
    Nothing good lasts, it will end in a minute
    Love when you smile and I love when you winning
    I need some help, on my lone and I’m thinking
    Love when you smile and I love when you winning
    I want your drugs and the love, I need both
    I got some drugs in my Louis V coat
    I pull up on niggas for racks that they owe
    We outside for numbers and baby, they know

    I pull my bitch to the side
    I wish I could see my nigga just one more time (More time)
    I pull my bitch to the side (My bitch to the side)
    I wish I could see my nigga just one more time (Nigga, just one more time)
    I pull my bitch to the side
    I wish I could see my nigga just one more time (More time)
    I pull my bitch to the side (My bitch to the side)
    I wish I could see my nigga just one more time (Nigga, just one more time)


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  • Lil Yachty – Love Jones Lyrics

    Play this song

    [Intro]
    (Earl on the Beat)
    (Lousy)
    Gettin’ better and better at this shit
    Ayy
    I need my producer credit too
    Ayy (Go)

    [Chorus]
    My bitch two-tone (Two-tone, woo)
    And I’m with my dawgs like a chew bone (Like a chew bone)
    Said I fuck her for ten minutes, then I get gone (Then I get gone), ayy
    She want me around ’cause I’m her ringtone (I’m her ringtone), ayy
    My bitch get that pack and she send it home (Send it home)
    Your bitch spend your money and blow up your phone (Blow up your phone, bitch)
    Ears blinging (Ice), teeth chrome (Yeah)
    Me and my bitch got understandings, this ain’t Love Jones (This ain’t Love Jones)

    [Verse]
    I’m at the top of my building like I’m King Kong (Like I’m King Kong)
    Why them niggas who hate on me always unknown? (Bitch)
    Seventy racks on a chain, I don’t even wear it
    You a bird, parrot (Brr)
    I wear all carats (Carats)
    I look better in real life, baby (Facts, facts)
    Bitch hold me down, I’ll buy you a Mercedes (Skrrt)
    Maybe

    [Interlude]
    Oh, oh
    Oh, oh (Yeah-yeah)
    Ayy (Yeah-yeah)
    Ayy

    [Chorus]
    My bitch two-tone (Two-tone, go)
    And I’m with my dawgs like a chew bone (Like a chew bone)
    Said I fuck her for ten minutes, then I get gone (Then I get gone), ayy
    She want me around ’cause I’m her ringtone (I’m her ringtone), ayy
    My bitch get that pack and she send it home (Send it home)
    Your bitch spend your money and blow up your phone (Blow up your phone)
    Ears blinging, teeth chrome (VV’s)
    I don’t wear no clusters, these is whole stones
    From the back, I fuck, she love to moan


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  • Quando Rondo – Neighborhood Hero Lyrics

    Play this song

    [Intro]
    Yeah, yeah, ooh, uh, ayy
    Quando Rondo, nigga
    Relly Made
    (They locked up my nigga Pablo, they hit him with a RICO
    Spin on they block with my sawed-off, but keep that on the D-low
    Lil’ shawty look just like a model, a neighborhood hero
    I fuck with… lil’ mama, I fuck with her people)

    [Chorus]
    I put some VV’s in my teeths and that shit cost a kilo
    Spin on they block for like a week, but keep that on the D-low
    I’ma put some pennies in the streets just to feed my lil’ people
    My youngin up Miami heat at the three just like D-Rose
    I know, she know, he know
    But he don’t know I know, we know
    I know, he know, she know
    But they don’t know I know
    I know she know, but keep that on the D-low
    He know I know, I fuck ’round with her people
    I know, oh, that neighborhood hero
    I know, I don’t know, my neck below zero

    [Verse 1]
    I really came from the trenches, I had to grind to get it
    I got no love for these bitches, I gotta chase these benjis
    I came from posted on the corner grippin’ on extensions
    Spin on they block, I’ma let off some shots
    And I swear I won’t leave ’til somebody be missin’
    I don’t know how to park that brand new Bentley
    Got the gears unlocked, that’s why they envy
    Got a real big bag, if you want it, I’ll spend it
    I come from the trenches, they call me Lil Dangerous
    They must’ve said you know I sent it
    Got a real big Glock and the clip extended
    No overlap mall, I shop at Lenox
    On the dope boy block, drip in Givenchy
    She want Chanel on her feet, brand new Louis V
    We just spent a load at Christian D, we don’t do Gucci
    We can go and make a lil’ movie, is you here with me?
    I don’t know why the fuck you do just what you do to me, woah

    [Chorus]
    I put some VV’s in my teeths and that shit cost a kilo
    Spin on they block for like a week, but keep that on the D-low
    I’ma put some pennies in the streets just to feed my lil’ people
    My youngin up Miami heat at the three just like D-Rose
    I know, she know, he know
    But he don’t know I know, we know
    I know, he know, she know
    But they don’t know I know
    I know she know, but keep that on the D-low
    He know I know, I fuck ’round with her people
    I know, oh, that neighborhood hero
    I know, I don’t know, my neck below zero

    [Verse 2]
    Speak on my name, don’t even know me, just make sure you speakin’ facts
    I’m nothin’ like them broke kids, baby, I’ma spend them racks
    Every time them hitters miss, I drop ten bands, they spinnin’ back
    I’m never trippin’ ’bout the pack, I lose it then get it right back
    Got Bonnie and Doja, that Doja smoke just like some crack
    And every time I count the green and load the clip, she pour my Act’
    She’s nothin’ like these other hoes, she know to throw it back
    She look at me just like a boss, I drip that sauce, she dig my swag

    [Chorus]
    I put some VV’s in my teeths and that shit cost a kilo
    Spin on they block for like a week, but keep that on the D-low
    I’ma put some pennies in the streets just to feed my lil’ people
    My youngin up Miami heat at the three just like D-Rose
    I know, she know, he know
    But he don’t know I know, we know
    I know, he know, she know
    But they don’t know I know
    I know she know, but keep that on the D-low
    He know I know, I fuck ’round with her people
    I know, oh, that neighborhood hero
    I know, I don’t know, my neck below zero

    [Outro]
    I fucked around her people
    But keep that on the D-low
    The neighborhood hero
    I know, he know, she know


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  • NAV – Snap Lyrics

    Play this song

    [Intro]
    Yeah

    [Verse 1]
    You found out your girlfriend is a thot-ho (Thot, thot)
    I found out my penthouse on the top floor (On the top)
    Still the same person, I just shop more (I’m the same)
    Elliante diamonds, we don’t shop gold
    These rappers say they real, but they not, though (Not, though)
    They say they got VV’s but they not, though (Not, though)
    How you say you ballin’ with no guap, though? (Broke)
    Seven people sleepin’ at your spot, though (What you mean?)
    When you goin’ up they suck your dick for clout (Suck it-suck it)
    When you goin’ down they quick to throw you out
    Change my number, I don’t wanna hang out (Fuck ’em all)
    Catch me by myself with all my chains out

    [Chorus]
    The shit they cap about, we don’t even snap (Cap)
    Bentley Mulsannes, Maybachs back-to-back (Skrrt-skrrt)
    Brand new AP and the diamonds (Yes) came attached (Bling)
    Lying in they raps, they abusing, no cap
    The shit they cap about, we don’t even snap (Cap)
    They dream girl callin’ me and I ain’t callin’ back (Click)
    They ain’t got no money, probably worth a hundred, flat
    Lying in they raps, they abusing, no cap

    [Verse 2]
    Misleading all the kids, they sellin’ dreams
    They ain’t even got a crib but they got Amiri jeans
    They ain’t did the shit they said, ain’t what it seems
    Don’t believe nothing they say, that watch don’t cost a hundred G’s (Yeah)
    I could lose her ten times, still get my bitch back (Get her back)
    Flooded out Phillipe, feel like I got my wrist back (Wrist back)
    Used to wear Supreme, now it’s designer mismatch (Yup)
    Women-sized Balencis, didn’t think I could fit that
    Lord, forgive me for my sins, if they catch me then I’m done
    When you come from where I’m from, always gotta keep a gun (Yeah)
    Only brown boy in the game, watch me ball with no assists
    Got a Bimmer on my wrist, spent a iPad on my kicks

    [Chorus]
    The shit they cap about, we don’t even snap (Cap)
    Bentley, Mulsannes, Maybachs back-to-back (Skrrt-skrrt)
    Brand new AP and the diamonds (Yes) came attached (Bling)
    Lying in they raps, they abusing, no cap
    The shit they cap about, we don’t even snap (Cap)
    They dream girl callin’ me and I ain’t callin’ back (Click)
    They ain’t got no money, probably worth a hundred, flat
    Lying in they raps, they abusing, no cap

    [Outro]
    They abusing, no cap
    Lying in they raps, they abusing, no cap (No cap)
    They ain’t got no money, probably worth a hundred, flat (Hundred flat, flat)
    Plenty moves made, Maybachs back-to-back
    They dream girl callin’ and-
    No cap
    No cap
    No cap


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  • Future – Ain’t Coming Back Lyrics

    [Intro]
    The Wizard
    Some things out of my control
    Gotta stay in my zone
    Know what I’m sayin’
    I just told Richie we rich
    Woo

    [Chorus]
    Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold
    I done made it without sellin’ my soul
    Bad bitch layin’ down in a robe
    Ask me how I made a mil’ and didn’t fold
    Askin’ ’bout these VV’s, VV’s, drippin’
    Keepin’ it cold, I’m so different, yeah
    Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy
    Couple real friends turned enemy

    [Verse 1]
    Different, I done customized the Bentley, yeah
    Difference, I done fucked a few stars, yeah
    Probably know a couple names on the list
    Some you don’t know, they anonymous
    Fluorescent but keep the jewelry on a miss
    Never on the shelf, never on the shelf, yeah
    I don’t need no stylist, I can dress myself (I don’t need a stylist)
    Gotta watch the diamonds and they match the belt
    Tryna give advice, need to help yourself
    Tryna save me, need to save yourself
    I can hear the hate even if I’m deaf
    You childish, nigga, yeah, you childish, nigga
    Jealous of my wrist and my diamonds
    Jealous ’cause these hoes out here wildin’, yeah, yeah
    They say I’m the one that inspired them, yeah, yeah
    They say I’m the one that can excite ’em (You the one)

    [Chorus]
    Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold
    I done made it without sellin’ my soul
    Bad bitch layin’ down in a robe
    Ask me how I made a mil’ and didn’t fold
    Askin’ ’bout these VV’s, VV’s, drippin’
    Keepin’ it cold, I’m so different, yeah (I’m so different)
    Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy (Feel my energy)
    Couple real friends turned enemy

    [Post-Chorus]
    Brought my dices with me, had to skip class
    Had to tell so many I ain’t comin’ back
    Yeah yeah, I ain’t comin’ back
    Yeah yeah, I ain’t comin’ back

    [Verse 2]
    Bitch went to the ‘Gram to write a book (Why she do that?)
    Tryna steal the bands from me like a crook (Bands)
    Don’t you judge me off mistakes I’ve made
    Talk shit, gotta take it to the grave (For live)
    Wrist rocky, talkin’ V-V-V’s
    Bitches suckin’ out my energy
    She’ll fuck my brother for the currency
    Dawg ho, and these dawgs ain’t free
    Never on the shelf, always fresh to death
    I don’t need a stylist, I can dress myself
    Drugs in my system, don’t play it fair
    Bitches take advantage, know I need help

    [Chorus]
    Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold
    I done made it without sellin’ my soul
    Bad bitch layin’ down in a robe
    Ask me how I made a mil’ and didn’t fold
    Askin’ ’bout these VV’s, VV’s, drippin’
    Keepin’ it cold, I’m so different, yeah
    Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy
    Couple real friends turned enemy

    [Post-Chorus]
    Brought my dices with me, had to skip class
    Had to tell so many I ain’t comin’ back
    Yeah yeah, I ain’t comin’ back
    Yeah yeah, I ain’t comin’ back

    [Outro]
    Askin’ ’bout these VV’s, VV’s, drippin’
    Keepin’ it cold, I’m so different, yeah
    Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy
    Couple real friends turned enemy


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  • Kodak Black – Testimony Lyrics

    [Intro]
    I’m God-sent, I know I’m God-sent
    I swear ‘fore God
    You know what I’m talkin’ ’bout?
    Now, I done overcame so much obstacles
    Came up from up under so much rocks and shit
    Even though I be out here schemin’ like a demon semen
    I know I’m God-sent
    This gotta be God

    [Verse 1]
    I’m God-sent, like He sent me up so I can relay these messages
    Like He use me as his vessel, like He use me as an instrument
    They locked me in a box, they hate how God just keep on blessin’ me
    They locked me in a box, I pray to God this ain’t my destiny
    I don’t drink no lean, I’m sippin’ on holy water like this my medicine
    I’m a livin’ testimony, every album like a testament
    Everything I went through made me who I am ’cause he be testin’ me
    So I’m breakin’ bread with all my fam ’cause I don’t take no ecstasy
    I done sacrificed my niggas ’cause none of my niggas see the best in me
    They want me slingin’ metal like the Devil, but I’m Heaven-sent
    My brother, my mother, and Alex fuck my daddy ’cause he neglected me
    I’m 20 years old, but I act like I been here before, like I’m a veteran
    He speak this shit through me like I’m a prophet, but I’m a reverend
    Put my blood, sweat and tears in all these lyrics ’cause this my Exodus
    I’m dyin’ so I can live, so I can live, I resurrected it
    I’m dyin’ so I can live, so I can live, I resurrected it

    [Chorus]
    Ayy, blood in my eyes, I’m goin’ blind, oh
    Stuck in these streets, feel like my life froze
    I’ve been runnin’ these streets, got me dehydrated
    I’ve been livin’ so crazy, feel like I’m dyin’, baby
    Blood in my eyes, I’m goin’ blind, oh
    I’m stuck in these streets, feel like my life froze
    I’ve been runnin’ these streets, got me dehydrated
    I’ve been livin’ so crazy, feel like I’m dyin’, baby

    [Verse 2]
    I just shot a nigga, now I can’t sleep
    My brother, he just washed me down with bleach, oh
    Project baby, snotty nose, head peezy
    Now everybody ’round the world tryna be me
    Miss my niggas, hope they see me on the TV
    I’m on Instagram showin’ off my VV’s
    You won’t understand that this wasn’t easy
    I been walkin’ ’round with my head peezy
    Shot a nigga, took a shower with the bleach, Yahweh
    Mama, I fell victim to the streets, I’m sorry
    I’m in middle school; sellin’ weed in the hallway
    I was skippin’ school, got in beef, started robbin’
    Jackboy, that’s my G, we like Batman and Robin
    God, I know you lookin’ out for me through the darkness

    [Chorus]
    Blood in my eyes, I’m goin’ blind, oh
    Stuck in these streets, feel like my life froze
    I’ve been runnin’ these streets, got me dehydrated
    I’ve been livin’ so crazy, feel like I’m dyin’, baby
    Blood in my eyes, I’m goin’ blind, oh
    I’m stuck in these streets, feel like my life froze
    I’ve been runnin’ these streets, got me dehydrated
    I’ve been livin’ so crazy, feel like I’m dyin’, baby


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  • 6ix9ine – TIC TOC lyrics

    Yung Lan on the track

    [Chorus: 6ix9ine]
    Okay, tick tock, Audemars wrist watch
    I keep a stick, I keep a big Glock
    You get hit, I do not miss shots
    I keep a stick, I tell her, “Kick rocks”
    Okay, get rocks, wrist go drip, drop
    I do not kiss, you making shit hot
    You think I’m dumb, I ain’t no kid
    Thought you was in love
    You ain’t my bitch, nah

    [Verse 1: Lil Baby]
    She on my drip drop
    She ain’t never went both ways, but I made them lip lock
    Left her at the condo for days, she was at the tip top
    Might as well throw away the key, I got the streets locked
    I been drinkin’ all this lean, I know I need to stop
    Hoppin’ out of stolen cars, and we shoot chops and opps
    Two flooded out Rolexes, they don’t tick or tock
    Lemme catch your lil’ shorty, she gettin’ picked apart
    Everything up to par

    [Verse 2: 6ix9ine]
    I got them big rocks in my ear, nuggets
    I got my whole team flooded
    Saks Off Fifth, I’m with your bitch
    She buying everything I wanted
    She fly me out to Waikiki
    LV all on her bikini
    Take her money, go Houdini
    I call her when I want eat-eat
    On my feet, you see them CC’s
    Neck and ears, you see them VV’s
    On my jeans, you see them GG’s
    Treat that bitch like she a fefe
    Big body Benz, that’s beep-beep
    Hit it in the back of the Jeep-Jeep
    That bitch know she a freak-freak
    And the pussy staying on leak-leak

    [Chorus: 6ix9ine]
    Okay, tick tock, Audemars wrist watch
    I keep a stick, I keep a big Glock
    You get hit, I do not miss shots
    I keep a stick, I tell her, “Kick rocks”
    Okay, get rocks, wrist go drip, drop
    I do not kiss, you making shit hot
    You think I’m dumb, I ain’t no kid
    Thought you was in love
    You ain’t my bitch, nah


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  • Aminé – CHINGY Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Yeah
    Hey!

    [Chorus]
    VV’s on my pinky ring
    It’s right there like I’m chingy man
    Tell me who the fuck are you
    Bitch you know I do my damn thing
    VV’s in my pinky ring
    It’s right there like I’m chingy man
    Tell me who the fuck are you
    Bitch you know I do my damn thing

    [Verse 1]
    Ooh, yeah
    Bodies on bodies on bodies
    Saw that she called me, she said that she want me
    I tell her come through and she leaving the party
    Taking it down, couple of rounds
    Bitch I’m Aminé, you know it’s allowed
    Checkin’ my ‘count, make sure it’s right
    Spending it once and I’m makin’ it twice (true)
    Nigga who are you (yuh)
    What’s your avenue (yuh)
    Oh you know so-and-so (whoo)
    Okay, then you cool (brr)
    Silly me, silly me, you don’t know this luxury
    Pussy tastes like sorbet
    Tee-WaTT, I need more bass

    [Chorus]
    VV’s on my pinky ring
    It’s right there like I’m chingy man
    Tell me who the fuck are you
    Bitch you know I do my damn thing
    VV’s in my pinky ring
    It’s right there like I’m chingy man (yeah)
    Tell me who the fuck are you
    Bitch you know I do my damn thing

    [Verse 2]
    At the hotel, and I’m chilling
    Bitch, she alone, I made me a couple million (racks)
    Pay me like the movies do (yuh)
    Heaven sent like Charlie’s boo (whoo)
    Bad bitch look like Lucy Liu (true)
    We could make a movie too
    Okay okay (yuh yuh)
    Okay okay (yuh)
    In my face like Cena so this mula be my soulmate (true)
    Tuition in my mouth, your check on my neck (yuh)
    Phone off you can’t locate
    Tee-WaTT I need more bass


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  • Young Chop – Cant Hear You letras

    [Hook]
    I’ve been hustling, get to it like the rent’s due
    I’ve been fucking up that check, I can’t hear you
    It ain’t no need for talking, It ain’t no need for talking
    It ain’t no need for talking, It ain’t no need for talking
    I’m speaking guapanese nigga for them broke boys
    I’ve been fucking up that check, (Beep) that’s my favorite noise
    It ain’t no need for talking, It ain’t no need for talking
    It ain’t no need for talking, It ain’t no need for talking

    [Verse 1]
    I’m counting so much money that my thumbs hurt
    And your bitch suck on my dick until her tongue hurt
    And I’m smoking on that pound of marijuana
    I fuck that bitch one time and do not call her
    If that check ain’t ’bout a mil I do not want it
    If that check ain’t ’bout a mil I do not want it
    Nigga you know I’m getting a lot of fucking commas
    I flex so hard do this shit like every summer
    [Bridge]
    It ain’t no need for talking
    The streets gon’ vouch for me
    It ain’t no need for talking
    Yeah my semi talk for me
    It ain’t no need for talking
    Pussy nigga I got a heater
    It ain’t no need for talking
    You fuck nigga ain’t want no beef

    [Hook]
    I’ve been hustling, get to it like the rent’s due
    I’ve been fucking up that check, I can’t hear you
    It ain’t no need for talking, It ain’t no need for talking
    It ain’t no need for talking, It ain’t no need for talking
    I’m speaking guapanese nigga for them broke boys
    I’ve been fucking up that check, (Beep) that’s my favorite noise
    It ain’t no need for talking, It ain’t no need for talking
    It ain’t no need for talking, It ain’t no need for talking

    [Verse 2]
    Fifteen hunnid’ for my fucking red bottoms
    Christian Louis Vuitton nigga that’s where I bought em’
    Pussy nigga ran up on me then we shot him
    All these weirdo ass niggas don’t want no problems
    I just spent ten K on my lemonade
    VV diamonds on my shit, that’s my pinky ring
    And my Rollie cost a motherfucking Bentley mane’
    Did I forget to mention I just copped that Bentley thang’?

    [Bridge]
    It ain’t no need for talking
    The streets gon’ vouch for me
    It ain’t no need for talking
    Yeah my semi talk for me
    It ain’t no need for talking
    Pussy nigga I got a heater
    It ain’t no need for talking
    You fuck nigga ain’t want no beef

    [Hook]
    I’ve been hustling, get to it like the rent’s due
    I’ve been fucking up that check, I can’t hear you
    It ain’t no need for talking, It ain’t no need for talking
    It ain’t no need for talking, It ain’t no need for talking
    I’m speaking guapanese nigga for them broke boys
    I’ve been fucking up that check, (Beep) that’s my favorite noise
    It ain’t no need for talking, It ain’t no need for talking
    It ain’t no need for talking, It ain’t no need for talking


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