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IB MATTIC - NO MORE TALKING! (OFFICIAL VIDEO)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shahid Ali Fard Hamilton
Shahid Ali Fard Hamilton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Benjamin Gasser
Benjamin Gasser
Producer

Testi

I guess it's that time of the year again right? (Pretty much) (Ha-ha-ha-ha) Yeah Na-na na-na, na-na-na Yeah! Dropped my old chick, It's back to the basics Back in that water let's get to this paper (Okay!) Y'all be talking too much making statements Me, I be building in silence like masons (Shhhh) All my guys move on point like some lasers Don't say you sorry, it's too late to save it (Quiet!) Once we hop on ya head don't start changing I need to see all that talk you was claiming, ha I'm back on my bully That girl tried to play me but she played herself She too basic (Too basic!) I need a coupe with some doors that go up like a spaceship Call up the team like lets race em! (VROOM) Heard you caught a couple of dollars and changed on yo hood well I guess that it makes sense Once a fake you gon always be fake I ain't never seen none of you fakes really change it (Not at all!) (Ay Ibbo what happened?) I lost my cool again Move with some hooligans It be like two of them I need a bag just to do some influencing These rappers wack, it was lit til y'all ruined it "Mr. Mattic come and take em to school again" Y'all scoring terrible It be unbearable You talk back guarantee I'll embarrass you You say it up then it's stuck like a parachute I cannot do any talking We pull up not a sound when we walk in Y'all ain't sharks you remind me of dolphins Just give me a beat guarantee imma chalk it It's that time that of the year where I'm off it Just stay out my way and don't become a target Don't start playing with me It get dangerous g Thought I told you that I'm from the garden Heard that young boy Newark where It go down He play nice but his light might just go out Y'all keep talking bout things y'all don't know bout I said I would chill but I really don't know now (I don't know) Been losing my cool All the bros with it too So it's harder to stay in control now (Let's go!) I'm usually the one that be telling em chill But I might tell my auto bots roll out! (Roll out!) Now they all onna kid cause he lit now (Yeah!) All the ones that flexed on me they sick now (They what?) Member' we just was down by like two But the score up on youngins now we up six now! (And now we up six!) I can't wait for that bag where I could hit my homies and say y'all ain't gotta hit licks now Can't til they hop off the block to the burbs where it ain't no gunshots or bricks now Exes calling like I see you lit now Won't be my misses lil baby you missed out But wassup with your friend? Nah for real no offense on the real I'm just taking my pick now (Woo!) I came back to the city and I made it litty Get love from the 8 to the 6 now Thinking back on tenhunnit when we was just youngins I swear those the days that I miss now Woah (Ha-ha-ha) Awww man Yeah man Nah I-I, I would- I really would continue but like Ha Y'all ain't even worth it for real Like I would snap but it's like I-I, imma relax for real, you know? But just know it's that time of the year again it's getting colder It's almost September I think... Yeah... IBBOSZN
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