No Chit Chat Lyrics

I don’t do no talking no chitchat

You see the AR with the kickback

Stop playing your shxt your shxt wack

Im a big dog you’re a tic tac

She like the way that I did that

Flipping her ass when I hit that

I want the cash and the big rack

I get the gas in the big bags

I use to get high off the zig zags

I clearly advise you to get back

Puma and Fendi that’s Mitch match

I’m pulling up to your kickback

Hop in a jag it’s all black

The shxt will remind you of Batman

Your nxgga is a fake he’s a yes man

I don’t ever hate I’m a bless man

Aye

I got a bad girl

An she’s homey brown

With some pretty feet

I be getting all these bad bitches

you be heating your meat

I stay in the cut

I be in the trenches

I don’t be in the street

Louis v holding my beenches

when I’m turnt up and geeked

Miami I’m bringing the heat

I’m working when you niggas sleep

Your diamonds are fake I peep

I’m good with numbers I’m a geek

And we I ain’t fucking on the sheets

And I’m just pulling down my jeans

And don’t pass my no lean

I’m aint fxcking up my spleen

We gone Knick if you buck

Mob tied so we’re stuck

Big dog you’re a pup

You’re bxtch you’re a slut

Baby boy ass punk

With no Milwaukee Bucks

You’re LIL ass chump

Broke nxgga get slumped

I got the sauce ( No thousand Island)

Laid out on a beach at a island

Played out you don't know perfect timing

Js out we gone serve them all night

You a bxtch with a strap you’re a dyke

He thought I gave him a O

I’m getting this shxt for the low

I got you’re mama to blow

An my little nxggas on go

An Greg he off parole

He told that Kiesha a hoe

Then she told me Hannah did coke

I remember those times we were broke

I use to walk to the store

I use to jump off the porch

Now me and Jaybo on the road

Two Ps in the Honda

I had a fun with no license

I pray to GOD for no violence

I really love vagainas

It’s really sick how I’m rhyming

Your Rollie tick it’s tocking

They ask when Terrors dropping

These nxggas scared they plotting

I don’t do no talking no chitchat

You see the AR with the kickback

Stop playing your shxt your shxt wack

Im a big dog you’re a tic tac

She like the way that I did that

Flipping her ass when I hit that

I want the cash and the big rack

I get the gas in the big bags

I use to get high off the zig zags

I clearly advise you to get back

Puma and Fendi that’s Mitch match

I’m pulling up to your kickback

Hop in a jag it’s all black

The shxt will remind you of Batman

Your nxgga is a fake he’s a yes man

I don’t ever hate I’m a bless man