Don't Wanna Talk
Aye
Gang Gang
Don't wanna talk nigga I don't wanna talk
Don't wanna talk nigga I don't wanna talk
Bam Shxttt
Don't wanna talk I rather blow em
Homie friend fucked up now I gotta show em
That my homies homies ain't my homies that circle been different
I don't kick it with them niggas we on a different typa mission
When pockets wasn't large wasn't on my ass was getting busy
On her knees not for lord looked me in my eyes den got messy
Got sum bread but want some more be making sales all over the city
Tap in got good shitt just robbed yo plug that nigga pussy
Even without my steps (Steppers) still test these niggas like they dummies
Ruler clip yeah that bitch lovely
Bullets coming fast have you falling like you Humpty
He a stain I can see it like when windows dirty
On the road where I be swerving 12 on my ass I got no limit
No I ain't herb but I do like them nasty bitches
One thing I love by gang we see a opp we gon press it
Hate and love that I can read room cause every time I feel the tension
Don't say my name if good shitt you never mention
I can't beef with these pussy ass niggas they want attention
Fucked then I dipped to stay wasn't my intention
I thought made it clear don't want relations I want friendships
Niggas ahh get close and wrap around you like a bandit
Yeah i'm that nigga for dem accounts be on some playing shitt
Got all them triggers but nobody popping out and blowing shitt
Y'all not gorillas swear y'all niggas be on some other shitt
Sam he stepping no hesitation would let him hold my blick
That's 2 weapons 23 in one he on his Jordan shitt
40 in the other he ain't no goofy know what to do with it
We ain't aiming for no toes aiming for head want that medulla bitch
Uh yeah want that medulla bitch
GMT still getting that bread like niggas cannot quit
I ain't Uzi don't push me to the edge better not forget
But fuck it if you do that's you
Cause you know how we coming
Thinking 3 moves ahead can't get popped niggas be plotting
Let's pray i don't go broke cause then i'm back to robbing
Ain't no bat man just that blicky as my back up man
Smell the toxins need all that shit or imma make you dance
When my day go bad I start fucking up other niggas plans
Bitch i'm in my bag like it's Halloween call me money man
Ain't knocking at no door we need money hop out that mini van
See em in person nun funny like what that shit you was saying
Ahahahaha
Get Money Team
Free Lil Cuz Jojo Out That Jam Man
Gang Gang
Gang Gang
Don't wanna talk nigga I don't wanna talk
Don't wanna talk nigga I don't wanna talk
Bam Shxttt
Don't wanna talk I rather blow em
Homie friend fucked up now I gotta show em
That my homies homies ain't my homies that circle been different
I don't kick it with them niggas we on a different typa mission
When pockets wasn't large wasn't on my ass was getting busy
On her knees not for lord looked me in my eyes den got messy
Got sum bread but want some more be making sales all over the city
Tap in got good shitt just robbed yo plug that nigga pussy
Even without my steps (Steppers) still test these niggas like they dummies
Ruler clip yeah that bitch lovely
Bullets coming fast have you falling like you Humpty
He a stain I can see it like when windows dirty
On the road where I be swerving 12 on my ass I got no limit
No I ain't herb but I do like them nasty bitches
One thing I love by gang we see a opp we gon press it
Hate and love that I can read room cause every time I feel the tension
Don't say my name if good shitt you never mention
I can't beef with these pussy ass niggas they want attention
Fucked then I dipped to stay wasn't my intention
I thought made it clear don't want relations I want friendships
Niggas ahh get close and wrap around you like a bandit
Yeah i'm that nigga for dem accounts be on some playing shitt
Got all them triggers but nobody popping out and blowing shitt
Y'all not gorillas swear y'all niggas be on some other shitt
Sam he stepping no hesitation would let him hold my blick
That's 2 weapons 23 in one he on his Jordan shitt
40 in the other he ain't no goofy know what to do with it
We ain't aiming for no toes aiming for head want that medulla bitch
Uh yeah want that medulla bitch
GMT still getting that bread like niggas cannot quit
I ain't Uzi don't push me to the edge better not forget
But fuck it if you do that's you
Cause you know how we coming
Thinking 3 moves ahead can't get popped niggas be plotting
Let's pray i don't go broke cause then i'm back to robbing
Ain't no bat man just that blicky as my back up man
Smell the toxins need all that shit or imma make you dance
When my day go bad I start fucking up other niggas plans
Bitch i'm in my bag like it's Halloween call me money man
Ain't knocking at no door we need money hop out that mini van
See em in person nun funny like what that shit you was saying
Ahahahaha
Get Money Team
Free Lil Cuz Jojo Out That Jam Man
Gang Gang
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Writer(s): Ben Wehyee
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