I don't wanna dead no

I don't wanna sort it

I don't wanna

I don't wanna

I don't wanna



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 'llow the paigon, allow the baiting

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

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

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

And I like my car with the roof off

I like my girl in Louboutins

But sometimes I'm with the duttiest 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 girl 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 gyal that rubs back and gives massages

Not a gyal that backchats and sends messages

Saying she hates me then loves me

Says "f**k you", then f**ks 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 youts, 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

Niggas 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