NO TALKING!
NO TALKING!

Undead Papi, T0rtvre - NO TALKING! Lyrics

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NO TALKING! Lyrics

Bitch, fuck up out my face
I ain't with that talking, let it spray
Fuck what you got to say
You got a problem let it bang
Bitch, keep that energy, come outside I let it rain
Bitch, you a silver spoon, I run up break your fucking plate
On foe'nem my nigga
These niggas are tripping
They paying them hoes only fans why they simping
The summer I'm dressing all black I be dripping
My nigga your time gone be up, the clock ticking
I'm grabbing that choppa them bodies be flipping
I'm catching you slipping, you run like a chicken
You talking that shit I don't care that you kidding
You niggas be hating, you mad cause I'm winning
Blast that behemoth or bitch we ain't fucking
Wasted my time stupid bitch you ain't nothing
I don't do favors you bitches be bugging
Don't give a fuck that you bitches want something
Me and my nigga undead in this bitch
We be killing this shit, yeah we keeping it bussing
Dissing my homies we loading them pipes
We gone drive by your block
You won't see that shit coming
Keeping that strap all tucking
Smoking that loud I be puffing
Goofy ass hoe I ain't coming
Lying to my face why these bitches be bluffing
Stupid ass goofy ass nigga got me fucked up
Talking all that shit a motherfucker better run up
Fuck around and get your fucking house all blown up
Feeling like I'm varg, watch a fucking church burn up
Bitch, fuck up out my face
I ain't with that talking, let it spray
Fuck what you got to say
You got a problem let it bang
Bitch, keep that energy, come outside I let it rain
Bitch, you a silver spoon, I run up break your fucking plate
All them shell case dropping
Homicide my only option
Piss up on your coffin,
Closed casket your mother sobbing
Where your fucking noggin,
Body blown up by a rocket
Undead up the carnage,
Got your whole family boxed in
Blow limbs off while they walking
Go head to your grave crawling
Funeral service mocking
Smoking dead opps coughing
Count your fucking losses
You fucked up with all that talking
You a puddle on the ground now
Jakes gone get to mopping
Bitch

Bitch, fuck up out my face
I ain't with that talking, let it spray
Fuck what you got to say
You got a problem let it bang
Bitch, keep that energy, come outside I let it rain
Bitch, you a silver spoon, I run up break your fucking plate
On foe'nem my nigga
These niggas are tripping
They paying them hoes only fans why they simping
The summer I'm dressing all black I be dripping
My nigga your time gone be up, the clock ticking
I'm grabbing that choppa them bodies be flipping
I'm catching you slipping, you run like a chicken
You talking that shit I don't care that you kidding
You niggas be hating, you mad cause I'm winning
Blast that behemoth or bitch we ain't fucking
Wasted my time stupid bitch you ain't nothing
I don't do favors you bitches be bugging
Don't give a fuck that you bitches want something
Me and my nigga undead in this bitch
We be killing this shit, yeah we keeping it bussing
Dissing my homies we loading them pipes
We gone drive by your block
You won't see that shit coming
Keeping that strap all tucking
Smoking that loud I be puffing
Goofy ass hoe I ain't coming
Lying to my face why these bitches be bluffing
Stupid ass goofy ass nigga got me fucked up
Talking all that shit a motherfucker better run up
Fuck around and get your fucking house all blown up
Feeling like I'm varg, watch a fucking church burn up
Bitch, fuck up out my face
I ain't with that talking, let it spray
Fuck what you got to say
You got a problem let it bang
Bitch, keep that energy, come outside I let it rain
Bitch, you a silver spoon, I run up break your fucking plate
All them shell case dropping
Homicide my only option
Piss up on your coffin,
Closed casket your mother sobbing
Where your fucking noggin,
Body blown up by a rocket
Undead up the carnage,
Got your whole family boxed in
Blow limbs off while they walking
Go head to your grave crawling
Funeral service mocking
Smoking dead opps coughing
Count your fucking losses
You fucked up with all that talking
You a puddle on the ground now
Jakes gone get to mopping
Bitch

Writer(s): undead papi
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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