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no talking - pg ra lyrics

[intro]
uh, woah, yuh
yeah, woah, yuh
bossman, bossman
uh, aye, uh
yeah, uh

[chorus]
shoot a n*gga with the left, like james harden
they thought i knew the ref, how i was ballin’ (yuh)
i ran that sack up by myself, ain’t did no talking (ain’t did no talking, b*tch)
i got that bag, and now i know they feelin’ awful (wha’)
i talk ’bout money, ’cause i got it * b*tch i’m poppin’ (b*tch, i got it)
i could withdraw it or deposit, i got options (i got options)
if the flip can’t do no tricks, then she sliding (wha’)
boujie b*tch, but she thick with a body (uh, uh)

[verse 1]
cuffed ya’ b*tch, cause i’m lit * and she watchin’ (yeah, she watchin’)
you know how i get down, know how i’m rockin’ (know how i’m rockin’)
i pull up, shut sh*t down and get it poppin’ (i get it poppin’)
but i ain’t come in here without that fye tucked in my pocket
ye’ wanna hear candlestick, with the rocket (uh, uh, uh)
ain’t heard no sh*t like this since early 2000’s (yuh)
these n*ggas know i’m it, that’s why they jockin’ (that’s why they jockin’)
so i keep that stick, just in case some sh*t get out of pocket (get out of pocket)
[chorus]
shoot a n*gga with the left, like james harden (like james harden)
they thought i knew the ref, how i was ballin’ (yuh)
i ran that sack up by myself, ain’t did no talking (ain’t did no talking, b*tch)
i got that bag, and now i know they feelin’ awful (wha’)
i talk ’bout money, ’cause i got it * b*tch i’m poppin’ (yuh)
i could withdraw it or deposit, i got options (i got options)
if the flip can’t do no tricks, then she sliding (she finna’ slide)
boujie b*tch, but she thick with a body (she got a body)

[verse 2]
i spent a ticket on my wrist * and forgot it (i forgot that sh*t)
plain jane, cuban link * a couple diamonds (cuban link, my wrist)
bang, bang, i keep that glock * don’t let ’em try me (uh)
stay in yo’ lane, a lotta hot sh*t come behind me (hot sh*t come behind me)
wanna be famous, then them shots gon’ make ’em viral
fah, fah, all you see was smoke that spiral
opps drop every day, it don’t matter (it don’t matter)
either way, i’m pfk * i got to have ’em (i got to have ’em) (uh, uh, uh)

[chorus]
shoot a n*gga with the left, like james harden (like james harden)
they thought i knew the ref, how i was ballin’ (yuh)
i ran that sack up by myself, ain’t did no talking (uh, uh)
i got that bag, and now i know they feelin’ awful (feelin’ awful, b*tch)
i talk ’bout money, ’cause i got it * b*tch i’m poppin’ (b*tch, i got it)
i could withdraw it or deposit, i got options (i got options)
if the flip can’t do no tricks, then she sliding (she finna slide)
boujie b*tch, but she thick with a body (uh, uh)

- pg ra lyrics

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