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