Playboi Carti, YRN Murk - I Don’t Talk lyrics

Playboi Carti [Jordan Terrell Carter] Atlanta, Georgia. U.S.

[Playboi Carti, YRN Murk - I Don’t Talk lyrics]

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

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)


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)


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)

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)


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)

(DJ Lil Keem, what up?)

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