No More Talk

Yeat

"No More Talk" by Yeat

Album: 

Lyrics: 

[Intro]
I-I—
I-I—
I-I-I'm working on dying
BNYX

[Chorus]
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 lot of mud inside this motherf**kin' buildin' (Yeah, yeah)
Whole lot of motherf**kin' 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 motherf**kin' Scat, I said, "Hell yeah"
Ridin' in this motherf**kin' Urus (Oh-oh), I said, "Hell yeah"
Pullin' up in a 300 S (Skrrt), make it, hell yeah (I-I—)
Diamonds on my motherf**kin' body, I said, "Hell yеah" (Yeah)
Where you think I got this f**kin' monеy? I said, "Hell yeah" (Yeah, woah)
All this f**kin' money, brand new, you could smell it (Shh)
All white Margielly-elly on me, I'm a yeti (Yeah-ah)
All the f**kin' money in the world still not enough, yeah (Yeah-ah)
All this f**kin' 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)

[Verse]
Don't get it confused, I'm runnin' my blues up
Hoppin' inside of the Bentley, then whippin' it, spittin' that motherf**kin' clean it up (Ah)
Swervin' then dippin', I'm yanking that bitch to the side, that motherf**ker eat it up (Ah)
I give a f**k what they sayin', they motherf**kin' 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 motherf**kers fed, they motherf**kin' snitchin', motherf**kin' 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 motherf**kin' lyin'? Then somebody dyin', it's already sad enough (Yeah)
Half of these motherf**kin' rappers copyin' my swag, I'm done playin' dad and son
I'm already up into space, these motherf**kers done 'cause I already done enough (I-I'm—)

[Bridge]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
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 lot of mud inside this motherf**kin' buildin' (Yeah, yeah)
Whole lot of motherf**kin' 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 motherf**kin' Scat, I said, "Hell yeah"
Ridin' in this motherf**kin' Urus (Oh-oh), I said, "Hell yeah"
Pullin' up in a 300 S (Skrrt), make it, hell yeah (I-I—)
Diamonds on my motherf**kin' body, I said, "Hell yeah" (Yeah)
Where you think I got this f**kin' money? I said, "Hell yeah" (Yeah, woah)
All this f**kin' money, brand new, you could smell it (Shh)
All white Margielly-elly on me, I'm a yeti (Yeah-ah)
All the f**kin' money in the world still not enough, yeah (Yeah-ah)
All this f**kin' 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)

[Outro]
Don't get it confused, I'm runnin' my blues up
Hoppin' inside of the Bentley, then whippin' it, spittin' that motherf**kin' clean it up (Ah)
Swervin' then dippin', I'm yanking that bitch to the side, then motherf**ker eat it up (Ah)
I give a f**k what they sayin', they motherf**kin' rats, they feds, I heard enough (Shut up)
Yeah
Yeah
I-I—


Chart information for:

Artist: 


Chart History

Chart DatePosition
2023-03-1177

Peak Position: #77
Number of Weeks on Chart: 1