Don't Talk to Me

Deondre Speaks, Robert Gullatt, Rodney Wright

I can't have no convos, no
(DrvmGod)
Shut up
Yeah

Please don't talk to me
I can't hold no convos, no (no)
If it ain't 'bout money, what the fuck we talkin' for?
I like nacho cheese, with extra cilantro
Stackin' up my chips, I don't need no love, no (nah)
Please don't talk to me
Please don't talk to me
Please don't talk to me (uh-uh)
Please don't talk to me
Please don't talk to me
I can't hold no convos, no (no)
Please don't talk to me
What the fuck we talkin' for? (It's Gizzle)

M-O-N-E-Y (this money)
That's what get me high (up there)
Play with me it's bye (he gone)
S-K-Y, the sky (ha)
BGE the gang, I'm gon' rep it 'til I die (die)
See him, take his chain, that's a motherfuckin' lie (who?)
7.62 knock his shit loose
Why the fuck he try? (why?)
I was gettin' head countin' up bread, that's my alibi (fo' shizzle)
Smokin' on Runtz, so many blunts, that shit had me tired (I'm tired)
Pop me a Perc', it was a ten now I'm energized
So much cake on me (me)
I look like a bakery (bakery)
They used to hate on me (me)
I took off, they like wait on me (wait up, G)
All this weight on me
Still won't slow me down, no (no)
Ain't never seen a gym, but gettin' off pounds though (though)

Please don't talk to me
I can't hold no convos, no (no)
If it ain't 'bout money, what the fuck we talkin' for?
I like nacho cheese, with extra cilantro
Stackin' up my chips, I don't need no love, no (no)
Please don't talk to me
Please don't talk to me
Please don't talk to me (uh-uh)
Please don't talk to me
Please don't talk to me
I can't hold no convos, no (no)
Please don't talk to me
What the fuck we talkin' for?

Ayy, please don't talk to me
You seen me I had shots on me (yeah, yeah)
He thought it was sweet
So we turned him to broccoli (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got horsepower
Supercharge my SRT (skrrt)
Catch me solo, but that .223, stay next to me (blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd)
I keep Glocks with me
And we drop shit for Wafi pieces (blrrrd-brtt)
I put traps in every hood that say the office leased (say I'm open)
How you got on all this jewelry, and your homie tweekin? (How?)
How you snitchin' on your hitta, and say free my demon (how?)
See I can't go like that, you snitch on me, get laid to rest (nah, I can't go)
We caught him playin' with the camp, me and G made a mess
Party on Willet, we got the dope, pull up with Percocet (pull up)
I be with the Crips, ain't nothin' but killers, we the purple set (pull up, blrrrd)

Please don't talk to me (blrrrd)
I can't hold no convos, no (no) (blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd)
If it ain't 'bout money, what the fuck we talkin' for?
I like nacho cheese, with extra cilantro
Stackin' up my chips, I don't need no love, no (no)
Please don't talk to me
Please don't talk to me
Please don't talk to me (uh-uh)
Please don't talk to me
Please don't talk to me
I can't hold no convos, no (no)
Please don't talk to me
What the fuck we talkin' for?

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