lirik lagu john wic - i don't talk
[intro]
mu-mu-mu-murda
hoodrich keem, yeah, i’m thinkin’ ’bout signin’ that
[chorus: john wic]
i been trappin tryna stay nah n-gg- where’s yo chain
hit a lick, put the cash right back in the safe
got me drippin on these n-gg-s like i spilt some wet paint
n-gg-s hate but i go to places that these n-gg-s can’t
what you claim n-gg- do you bang, we are not the same
maintain, rari switchin lanes, drinkin purple rain
out the window wit the mossberg pump, perfect aim
playin wit the gang n-gg- lose yo 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 cl-ss
vvs diamonds water got you starin lookin mad
tryna plot, 40 take yo life, that’s a toe tag
bombs in the trap like a n-gg- from afghanistan
i don’t wanna talk to you, benjamin my only friend (i don’t wanna talk to you)
[verse 1: john wic]
pull the choppa out bet it make you do the running man
get the money not correct up a check count again
i’ma f-ck a b-tch bet a thousand that i’ll f-ck her friend
this a two seater no back seat you can’t get in
on the backstreet posted wit k!llers and hooligans
move aside [?] 550 mercedes-benz
yeah, yeah, yeah, opposite n-gg-s they don’t survive
yeah, say you stackin money on money but that’s a lie
pretty penny keep a sk when i’m bout to ride
fox 5, man down, uh, a homicide
five shots, five n-gg-s [?]
[?] my stick, [?] you look surprised
[?] walkin, steppin like we on a brick
carier vision yeah swear i can see that n-gg- legit
come to find out yo partner got [?] wit counterfeit
yeah you find out you weren’t for [?], you need to quit (uh)
i don’t see the legs, i aim it right at yo face
tryna cook the dope, the money stashed in the safe (get it out of there)
[?]
supercharged 911 porsche do you wanna race
a lot of ammunition [?] (lot of ammo)
say you gettin to the money but you really in the way
fifty thousand to a hunnid make the backend any day
i was raised in the hood, n-gg-s die everyday (everyday)
[chorus: john wic]
i been trappin tryna stay nah n-gg- where’s yo chain
hit a lick, put the cash right back in the safe
got me drippin on these n-gg-s like i spilt some wet paint
n-gg-s hate but i go to places that these n-gg-s can’t
what you claim n-gg- do you bang, we are not the same
maintain, rari switchin lanes, drinkin purple rain
out the window wit the mossberg pump, perfect aim
playin wit the gang n-gg- lose yo 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 cl-ss
vvs diamonds water got you starin lookin mad
tryna plot, 40 take yo life, that’s a toe tag
bombs in the trap like a n-gg- 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
b-tch, i’m with my slatt, big pipes, yeah (slatt)
b-tch, i’m with my slime with no marks, yeah
ice on my neck, i don’t talk yeah (slatt)
gang sh-t, we ain’t fought, yeah
lil hunnid racks, i’m a zombie
in the moshpit, yeah, and we pop sh-t
in the moshpit, yeah, we dominant
yeah, uh, feelin’ dummy
i ain’t even talk and she can’t quit
still sip red, hold up (slatt)
i’m about to flex on this lame b-tch
yeah, i’m about to flex on this dumb b-tch
diamonds on my neck i’m a young bih
f-ckin’ on your b-tch on a jet, yeah, hold up
i ain’t even talk and she can’t quit
hoodrich, n-gg-
[chorus: john wic]
i been trappin tryna stay nah n-gg- where’s yo chain
hit a lick, put the cash right back in the safe
got me drippin on these n-gg-s like i spilt some wet paint
n-gg-s hate but i go to places that these n-gg-s can’t
what you claim n-gg- do you bang, we are not the same
maintain, rari switchin lanes, drinkin purple rain
out the window wit the mossberg pump, perfect aim
playin wit the gang n-gg- lose yo 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 cl-ss
vvs diamonds water got you starin lookin mad
tryna plot, 40 take yo life, that’s a toe tag
bombs in the trap like a n-gg- from afghanistan
i don’t wanna talk to you, benjamin my only friend (i don’t wanna talk to you)
[outro]
dj lil keem, what up
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