Testo No morë talk - Yeat
Testo della canzone No morë talk (Yeat), tratta dall'album AftërLyfe
I-I-I
I-I-I
I-I-I'm workin' on dyin' (BNYX)
Ridin' with my demons, I can't take nothin' back (yeah, yeah)
Ridin' with my demons, they my deadliest twins, ah
Money make 'em do 'em somethin', put 'em in a trance (I-I'm)
Whole lotta mud inside this motherfuckin' buildin' (yeah, yeah)
Whole lotta motherfuckin' money in this buildin' (shh, shh-shh-shh, yeah)
All my demons call me, yeah, they call me, I said, "Hell yeah"
Ridin' in this motherfuckin' Scat, I said, "Hell yeah"
Ridin' in this motherfuckin' Urus (oh-oh), I said, "Hell yeah"
Pullin' up in a 300 S (skrrt), make it, hell yeah (I-I)
Diamonds on my motherfuckin' body, I said, "Hell yeah" (yeah)
Where you think I got this fuckin' money? I said, "Hell yeah" (yeah, whoa)
All this fuckin' money, brand-new, you could smell it (shh)
All white Margielly-elly on me, I'm a yeti (yeah-ah)
All the fuckin' money in the world still not enough, yeah (yeah-ah)
All this fuckin' cash I went and spent, I still went bought it (yeah)
Santa Claus, yeah, my bitches bad, bitches naughty (yeah)
I'm on this yacht full-time, you got it one day (oh, yeah)
Don't get it confused, I'm runnin' my blues up
Hoppin' inside of the Bentley, then whippin' it, spittin' that motherfuckin' clean it up (ah)
Swervin' then dippin', I'm yankin' that bitch to the side, that motherfucker eat it up (ah)
I give a fuck what they sayin', they motherfuckin' rats, they feds, I heard enough (shh, shh, shh, shh)
Shut up (shut up), shut up, shut up bitch, yeah, heard enough (yeah)
All of these motherfuckers fed, they motherfuckin' snitchin', motherfuckin' slurrin' up
Heard that they wanna come beef with the kid, and they body be spillin', be turnin' up
I just be wanna be geeked in a middle of the sky, the private jet, it not enough (yeah)
Wait, I counted it up, but it's not addin' up (no)
Somebody motherfuckin' lyin'? Then somebody dyin', it's already sad enough (yeah)
Half of these motherfuckin' rappers copyin' my swag, I'm done playin' dad and son
I'm already up into space, these motherfuckers done 'cause I already done enough (I-I'm)
Yeah
Yeah
(I-I-I) yeah
Yeah (I-I-I)
Ridin' with my demons, I can't take nothin' back (yeah, yeah)
Riding with my demons, they my deadliest twins, ah
Money make 'em do 'em something, put 'em in a trance (I-I'm)
Whole lotta mud inside this motherfuckin' buildin' (yeah, yeah)
Whole lotta motherfuckin' money in this buildin' (shh, shh-shh-shh, yeah)
All my demons call me, yeah, they call me, I said, "Hell yeah"
Ridin' in this motherfuckin' Scat, I said, "Hell yeah"
Ridin' in this motherfuckin' Urus (oh-oh), I said, "Hell yeah"
Pullin' up in a 300 S (skrrt), make it, hell yeah (I-I)
Diamonds on my motherfuckin' body, I said, "Hell yeah" (yeah)
Where you think I got this fuckin' money? I said, "Hell yeah" (yeah, whoa)
All this fuckin' money, brand-new, you could smell it (shh)
All white Margielly-elly on me, I'm a yeti (yeah-ah)
All the fuckin' money in the world still not enough, yeah (yeah-ah)
All this fuckin' cash I went and spent, I still went bought it (yeah)
Santa Claus, yeah, my bitches bad, bitches naughty (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm on this yacht full time, you got it one day (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't get it confused, I'm runnin' my blues up
Hoppin' inside of the Bentley, then whippin' it, spittin' that motherfuckin' clean it up (ah)
Swervin' then dippin', I'm yankin' that bitch to the side, then motherfucker eat it up (ah)
I give a fuck what they sayin', they motherfuckin' rats, they feds, I heard enough (shut up)
(I-I-I) yeah, yeah
Yeah
I-I-I
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