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Playboi Carti - I Dont Talk Lyrics

[Intro: Hoodrich Keem]
(Mu-Mu-Mu-Murda)
(Hoodrich Keem, yeah, I'm thinkin' 'bout signin' that guy)

[Chorus: YRN Murk]
I've been trappin' tryna stay, nah, nigga, where's your chain?
Hit the lick, put the cash right back in the safe
Got me drippin' on these niggas like I spilled some wet paint
Niggas hate but I go to places that these niggas can't (At all)
What you claim? Nigga, do you bang? We are not the same
Maintain, 'Rari switchin' lanes, drinkin' purple rain (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
Out the window with the Mossberg pump, perfect aim
Playin' with the gang, nigga, lose your life to my chain
Catch you down bad with a Glock 40 and a MAC
It ain't big bucks, put the money in the garbage bag
Yeah, I'm flexed up, you can see 200 on my dash
Run the check up, I was trappin', you was sittin' in class
VVS diamonds water, got you starin', lookin' mad
Tryna plot, 40 take your life, that's a toe-tag
Bombs in the trap like a nigga from Afghanistan
I don't wanna talk to you, Benjamin my only friend (I don't wanna talk to you)

[Verse 1: YRN Murk]
Pull the chopper out, bet it make you do the Running Man
Get the money, not correct, double check, count again
I'ma fuck a bitch, bet a thousand that I'll fuck her friend
This a two-seater, no back seat, you can't get in
On the backstreet posted with killers and hooligans
[?] seats, that's 550 Mercedes-Benz, yeah, yeah
Opposite niggas, they don't survive
Say you stackin' money on money but that's a lie (That's a lie)
Pretty Penny keep a SK when I'm 'bout to ride (Pretty Penny)
Fox 5, man down, uh, a homicide (Fox 5)
Shots fired, niggas took to tell, run and hide
Hoppin' out the [?] with my stick my look, you look surprised
Diamond teeth, [?] walkin', steppin' like we on a brick (Brick)
Cartier vision so I can see that nigga legit
Come to find out your partner got jugged with counterfeit
Let me find out you workin' for jury, you need to quit (Uh)
I don't shoot at legs, I aim it right at your face
Transport the dope, the money stashed in the safe (Get it out of there)
BB belt ruby stones shinin' on my waist (BB)
Supercharged 911 Porsche, do you wanna race? (Uh, skrrt-skrrt)
A lot of ammunition hit the [?] (Lot of ammo)
Say you gettin' to the money but you really in the way
Fifty thousand to a hundred, make the backend any day
I was raised in the hood, niggas die every day (Every day)
[Chorus: YRN Murk]
I've been trappin' tryna stay, nah, nigga, where's your chain?
Hit the lick, put the cash right back in the safe
Got me drippin' on these niggas like I spilled some wet paint
Niggas hate but I go to places that these niggas can't (At all)
What you claim? Nigga, do you bang? We are not the same
Maintain, 'Rari switchin' lanes, drinkin' purple rain (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
Out the window with the Mossberg pump, perfect aim
Playin' with the gang, nigga, lose your life to my chain
Catch you down bad with a Glock 40 and a MAC
It ain't big bucks, put the money in the garbage bag
Yeah, I'm flexed up, you can see 200 on my dash
Run the check up, I was trappin', you was sittin' in class
VVS diamonds water, got you starin', lookin' mad
Tryna plot, 40 take your life, that's a toe-tag
Bombs in the trap like a nigga from Afghanistan
I don't wanna talk to you, Benjamin my only friend (I don't wanna talk to you)

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Say it, say it
Bitch, I'm with my slatt, big partner, yeah (Slatt)
I'm just with my slime with no marks, yeah (Slatt)
Ice on my neck, I don't talk, yeah (Slatt, yeah)
Gang shit, we ain't fought, yeah
Little hundred racks, yeah, I'm a zombie, ayy
In the moshpit, yeah, and we pop shit, ayy
In the moshpit, yeah, and we dumb lit, yeah, uh
Feelin' dummy, uh
I ain't even talk and I can't quit
Bitch, I'm super red, hold up (Slatt)
I'm about to flex on this lame bitch, yeah
I'm about to flex on this dumb bitch, yeah
Diamonds on my neck, I'm a young B, yeah
Fuckin' on your bitch on a jet, yeah, hold up
She just wanna fuck, she get wet wet, yeah
(Hoodrich, nigga)
[Chorus: YRN Murk]
I've been trappin' tryna stay, nah, nigga, where's your chain?
Hit the lick, put the cash right back in the safe
Got me drippin' on these niggas like I spilled some wet paint
Niggas hate but I go to places that these niggas can't (At all)
What you claim? Nigga, do you bang? We are not the same
Maintain, 'Rari switchin' lanes, drinkin' purple rain (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
Out the window with the Mossberg pump, perfect aim
Playin' with the gang, nigga, lose your life to my chain
Catch you down bad with a Glock 40 and a MAC
It ain't big bucks, put the money in the garbage bag
Yeah, I'm flexed up, you can see 200 on my dash
Run the check up, I was trappin', you was sittin' in class
VVS diamonds water, got you starin', lookin' mad
Tryna plot, 40 take your life, that's a toe-tag
Bombs in the trap like a nigga from Afghanistan
I don't wanna talk to you, Benjamin my only friend (I don't wanna talk to you)

[Outro: Hoodrich Keem]
(DJ Lil Keem, what up?)