Lyrics AIN'T GONNA ANSWER - NLE Choppa

Don't be worried 'bout what we be doin'
What we doin'? Makin' money
What they doin'? Hatin' on us
If they want it, take it from me
What them other – doin'?
I don't know 'cause I don't stunt 'em
Mind my business, on my mama
F– a – how I'm comin'

Big booty –, made her back her – up (back that – up)
Shots out the switch made him bag his man up (bag his man up)
Say that she yo' –, she my private dancer (private dancer)
You can call her phone, but she ain't gon' answer (ain't gon' answer)

Go, go, go, go
Known to turn a – up, I'm talkin' way past the ceiling go
She f– with me because these karats like a rabbit, silly –
My – pop Percocets, bike like a wheelie, –
From the city of Memphis, we known for mackin' and pimpin'
But I'm a hot boy, I can't lie, I got some Weezy up in me
You know this –, it get greasy, I'm in the streets like a meter
She tellin' me that she need me, but Lord know that she a – eater
Ayy, tell 'em, "Drop his nuts," he holding too much tension in his balls
Made 'em run a four flat, but he was six feet tall

Like a high school –, I'm tryna hit all y'all
Yeah, I seen 'em stumble, but I'm tryna make 'em fall, fall
Shake it, she was fully dressed, now she naked (naked)
Back shots, front shots, makin' – shapeshift (shapeshift)
Ready for the –shot, told her to taste it (taste it)
Bad – chase me, I use to f– basics (basics)
She askin' for my raw dawg, ho, you get a latex (latex)
Ball deep in her mouth, make a – say less (say less)
Swallow my – or yo' friend the replacement ('placement)
Put her on her knees, yeah, I call that good graces

Don't be worried 'bout what we be doin'
What we doin'? Makin' money
What they doin'? Hatin' on us (hatin' on us)
If they want it, take it from me (take it)
What them other – doin'?
I don't know 'cause I don't stunt 'em
Mind my business, on my mama
F– a – how I'm comin'

Big booty –, made her back her – up (back that – up)
Shots out the switch made him bag – man up (bag his man up)
Say that she yo' –, she my private dancer

She said, come here, she said, get here
She said, "stop playing, –, bring that d– here," ooh
I got – waitin' to see me like a premiere, ooh
And her mouth be full of semen, look like veneers, ooh
Don't be worried 'bout what I'm doin'
Don't be worried 'bout who I'm doin'
Don't be worried 'bout who I flew in or these Percocets I'm chewin'
All these Birkins and this Louis got her twerkin' that lil' booty
She said, "throw that d– Lil Tunechi," she gon' catch it like a movie

I be X'ing – out, leave her at that – house
Never thought I'd leave my kids until I left them in her mouth
I be stretchin' – out, you be stressin' – out
I'm like Lionel Messi, kickin' messy – out
Girl, you workin' with some –, yeah, I smack it with my backhand

Ooh, she got that fat cat, I give that cat the cat scan
From a hot boy to a madman, that high-water or hell deep
Call him NLE, you can call me, Machiavelli
Shirt off, chopper on, Weezy baby, Babylon
I'm greedy, baby, Ramadan
Got my slimes with me, it's a slime-a-thon
Wake up with Balenciaga pajamas on with two –
Check my phone, nude pictures
I check your – like the new Twitter (tunechi)

Don't be worried 'bout what we be doin'
What we doin'? Makin' money
What they doin'? Hatin' on us
If they want it, take it from me
What them other – doin'?
I don't know 'cause I don't stunt 'em
Mind my business, on my mama
F– a – how I'm comin'

Big booty –, made her back her – up (back that – up)
Shots out the switch, made him bag his man up (bag his – up)
Say that she yo' – she my private dancer
You can call her phone and I'll probably answer, haha

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go (haha, mula, baby)
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go