No Talking

[Intro]
(Ayy, where you get that beat from? Mooktoven)
[Chorus]
Ooh, them labels been callin, I dont do no talkin
The car is a foreign, I dont do no walkin
I ****ed her for hours, endurance, been joggin
Ooh, I can eyeball the P, I do not need to clock it
The jeweler gon bust down my chain and my watches
She scream when I hit her, she soundin obnoxious (Yung Lan on the track)
Ooh, I love when she throw that shit back on me
You smell me, you know that that pack on me
Lets go, you know that them racks on me
These niggas sweet like a cavity
Sticked up, you know we aint havin it, ooh
I got top shelf in the cabinet, ooh
Come on, you know that them blues on me
Ran that shit up by my lonely
[Verse]
Most of these niggas untrustworthy
I go grizzly just like a Morant jersey
Had to cut that lil ho off, yeah, cold turkey
Got the water hose on me, I start squirtin
We dont separate, might catch the wrong person
I dont ride no waves, I am my own person
I dont take no days off, I just keep workin
Had to jump in the water, I keep surfing
At the Louis store shoppin, 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 traphouse on a dead end
Say my name in a song, they some dead men
Got them racks to the ceiling like 610'
Pull up inside a foreign, bae, get in
Im burnin exotic while whippin (Yeah, comeon)
Droppin weight on the bench like Im liftin, yeah
Red bottoms on me, no Christian (Come on)
I just want you and your best friend
Bae, I wont be like the X-Men
Rather go now like your ex-man
[Chorus]
Ooh, them labels been callin, I dont do no talkin
The car is a foreign, I dont do no walkin
I ****ed her for hours, endurance, been joggin
Ooh, I can eyeball the P, I do not need to clock it
The jeweler gon bust down my chain and my watches
She scream when I hit her, she soundin obnoxious
Ooh, I love when she throw that shit back on me
You smell me, you know that that pack on me
Lets go, you know that them racks on me
These niggas sweet like a cavity
Sticked up, you know we aint havin it, ooh
I got top shelf in the cabinet, ooh
Come on, you know that them blues on me
Ran that shit up by my lonely