No Words (feat. MoStack)

I don't wanna dead no

I don't wanna sort it

I don't wanna

I don't wanna

I don't wanna (Steel Banglez)

I don't wanna dead no beef

I don't wanna sort it out

I don't wanna hear no words

I don't wanna talk it out

I don't wanna dead no beef

I don't wanna sort it out

I don't wanna hear no words

I don't wanna talk it out

I don't wanna talk 'bout the ins and outs

But in my bank, more money goes in than out

So I had to 'low the paigon, allow debating

If I touch you, I'll bet you my house gets raided

I'm with some dumb youths that'll blaze for cussing

Don't raise their youth but they will raise the something

And I like my car with the roof off

I like my girl in Louboutin

But sometimes I'm with the dirtiest girls

'Cause those are the easy ones

But too bad they only see me once

'Cause we one night them

I wonder why we don't like them

All this money I spend, 'cause I

I don't wanna dead no beef

I don't wanna sort it out

I don't wanna hear no words

I don't wanna talk it out

I don't wanna dead no beef

I don't wanna sort it out

I don't wanna hear no words

'Cause I'm self-made, self-paid

Girls wanna phone for a friend

Over and over again

Over and over and over again

Self-made, self-paid

Girls wanna phone for a friend

Over and over again

Over and over and over again

Not again, oh, my days

Another gyal with her sly ways

And why is this girl moving sideways?

Every time my iPhone ping, she's looking at it sideways

I need a girl that rubs back and gives massages

Not a girl that back chats and sends messages

Saying she hates me then loves me

Says, "Fuck you" then fucks me

Yo, walk in a party standard

Where's your army?

Where's your mandem?

On Insta' sitting in a mad whip in traffic

Man are looking like a catfish

Fake youths, plastic

Stop acting, man are all average

My girl got a body boombastic

Elastic, call her Mrs. Fantastic

Like, ooh, pull up in a car, I cruise

Hopped out cool, nice move

Why she wanna know?

When I said I'm with a star

She just turned around and she said, "Who?"

Took her home with us, that's standard

She wanna roll with us, that's standard

**** getting paid, that's standard

This Mo and Dave, that's bangers

I don't wanna dead no beef

I don't wanna sort it out

I don't wanna hear no words

I don't wanna talk it out

I don't wanna dead no beef

I don't wanna sort it out

I don't wanna hear no words

I don't wanna talk it out