Ain't Talking to Me Lyrics

Fuck do you mean

Why are you making a scene

I know you ain’t talking to me

I know you ain’t talking to me

Got bitches on bitches on bitches

And I share them all wit the team

Got Benji's on Benji's on Benji's

Swear to God, ima ball wit the team

Stop bitchin’ cause I ain’t gon listen

Little bitch, little bitch please

I know you ain’t talking to me

Oh, I know you ain’t talking to me

Come correct or just don’t even speak

I vent on a beat and repeat

And keep a freak on her knees

So I know you ain’t talking to me

Look, all of this disrespect has to stop

Cause one day I’ll just be at the top

I think it’s your end, you’re an after thought

I flamed the homie who bagged a thot

I’m back in my bag like I’m back to dodge

I could’ve signed a deal at Rap A Lot

But I wanted to make it big my own way

All this time, I’ve been paving my own lane

Most these clout chasers ain’t never gon pop

That’s why they hate me, they pray for my spot

I pray for my brothers that came from the block

My brother Cashious bout to break out the box

I promised that I’d stay the same from the jump

I make in a day what you make in a month

Ain’t coming back but I’m making a run

Let’s celebrate, ima blaze up a blunt

Fuck do you mean

Why are you making a scene

I know you ain’t talking to me

I know you ain’t talking to me

Got bitches on bitches on bitches

And I share them all wit the team

Got Benji's on Benji's on Benji's

Swear to God, ima ball wit the team

Stop bitchin’ cause I ain’t gon listen

Little bitch, little bitch please

I know you ain’t talking to me

Oh, I know you ain’t talking to me

Come correct or just don’t even speak

I vent on a beat and repeat

And keep a freak on her knees

So I know you ain’t talking to me

Lil baby girl, what am I missing

Don’t talk to me like I’m your friends, bitch

Break me off like we breakin’ the tension

Or otherwise keep yo mouth zipped, bitch

Suck this dick, ima fuck up yo lip stick

You my bitch til the day that I get rich

Most y’all like lights, you be switching

I see through it, so I keep my distance

I’m so motherfucking fly

I got my pilot on auto

Goin’ hard until the day they say that I’m a role model

Yellin' yolo yolo yolo yeah, that shit still the motto

Rollin’ solo solo dolo

In a whip that ain’t borrowed

I laugh to the bank then I run it up

I watch her ass shake, shorty fuck it up

Can’t believe that I’m still the one coming up

That’s okay, at least I ain’t no one and done

I’m in first still, the rest are just runner ups

Made a hit, then like Khaled, another one

Shorty gon strip for a hundred one’s

All these bands, all these bands, like dun dun dun

Fuck do you mean

Why are you making a scene

I know you ain’t talking to me

I know you ain’t talking to me

Got bitches on bitches on bitches

And I share them all wit the team

Got Benji's on Benji's on Benji's

Swear to God, ima ball wit the team

Stop bitchin’ cause I ain’t gon listen

Little bitch, little bitch please

I know you ain’t talking to me

Oh, I know you ain’t talking to me

Come correct or just don’t even speak

I vent on a beat and repeat

And keep a freak on her knees

So I know you ain’t talking to me