Текст песни No More TALK - Reverb King
I'm
working
on
dying
(BNYX)
Ridin'
with
my
demons,
I
can't
take
nothin'
back
Yeah
(yeah)
Riding
with
my
demons,
they
my
deadliest
friends,
ah
Money
make
'em
do
'em
something,
put
'em
in
a
trance
(I-I'm)
Whole
lot
of
mud
inside
this
motherf*ckin'
buildin'
(yeah,
yeah)
Whole
lot
of
motherf*ckin'
money
in
this
buildin'
(shh,
shh-shh-shh,
yeah)
All
my
demons
call
me,
yeah,
they
call
me,
I
said,
"Yeah,
yeah"
Ridin'
in
this
motherf*ckin'
Scat,
I
said,
"Yeah,
yeah"
Ridin'
in
this
motherf*ckin'
Urus
(oh-oh),
I
said,
"Hell,
yeah"
Pullin'
up
on
people,
now
they
ask
me
(skrrt),
yeah,
yeah
(I-I'm)
Diamonds
on
my
motherf*ckin'
patek,
I
said,
"Yeah,
yeah"
(yeah)
Where
you
think
I
got
this
f*ckin'
money?
I
said,
"Yeah,
yeah"
(yeah,
woah)
Off
this
f*ckin'
muddy,
boy,
I
knew
you
could
smell
it
(shh)
All
white
Margielly-elly
on
me,
I'm
a
yeti
(Woah,
ah,
I-I'm)
"How
the
f*ck
you
play
me
in
the
worst,
ain't
adding
up,
yeah?"
(yeah-ah)
All
this
f*ckin'
cash,
I'm
winnin',
spin,
I
still
won't
buy
it
(yeah)
Santa
Clara,
yeah
my
bitches,
bad
bitches,
naughty
(yeah)
I'm
on
this
yacht
full
time,
you
got
it
one
day
(oh,
yeah)
Don't
get
it
confused,
I'm
runnin'
my
blues
up
Hoppin'
inside
of
the
Bentley,
then
whippin'
it
Spittin',
that
muhf*ckin'
clean
it
up
(ah)
Swervin'
then
dippin',
and
your
bitch
get
sad,
then
motherf*cker
eatin'
up
I
give
a
f*ck
what
they
sayin',
the
motherf*ckin'
rest,
the
best,
I
heard
enough
Shut
up,
shut
up,
shut
up
bitch,
yeah,
heard
enough
(yeah)
All
these
motherf*ckers
dead,
they
motherf*ckin'
snitchin',
motherf*ckin'
slurpin'
up
Heard
that
they
wanna
come
beef
with
the
kid,
in
that
body
be
spillin',
they
turnin'
up
I
just
be
wanna
be
geeked
in
a
minute,
the
sky,
the
private
jet
it
not
enough
(yeah)
Wait,
I
can't
let
it
up,
bitch,
it
not
addin'
up
Some
of
these
moves
we
learnin',
some
of
these
names,
some
of
them
sad
enough
(yeah)
Half
of
these
motheruckin'
rappers
copyin'
my
swag,
I'm
done
playin'
daddy's
son
I'm
already
up
in
the
space,
these
motherf*ckers
done
'cause
I
already
done
enough
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ridin'
with
my
demons,
I
can't
take
nothin'
back
Yeah
(yeah)
Riding
with
my
demons,
they
my
deadliest
friends,
ah
Money
make
'em
do
'em
something,
put
'em
in
a
trance
(I-I'm)
Whole
lot
of
mud
inside
this
motherf*ckin'
buildin'
(yeah,
yeah)
Whole
lot
of
motherf*ckin'
money
in
this
buildin'
(shh,
shh-shh-shh,
yeah)
All
my
demons
call
me,
yeah,
they
call
me,
I
said,
"Yeah,
yeah"
Ridin'
in
this
motherf*ckin'
Scat,
I
said,
"Yeah,
yeah"
Ridin'
in
this
motherf*ckin'
Urus
(oh-oh),
I
said,
"Hell,
yeah"
Pullin'
up
on
people,
now
they
ask
me
(skrrt),
yeah,
yeah
(I-I'm)
Diamonds
on
my
motherf*ckin'
patek,
I
said,
"Yeah,
yeah"
(yeah)
Where
you
think
I
got
this
f*ckin'
money?
I
said,
"Yeah,
yeah"
(yeah,
woah)
Off
this
f*ckin'
muddy,
boy,
I
knew
you
could
smell
it
(shh)
All
white
Margielly-elly
on
me,
I'm
a
yeti
(Woah,
ah,
I-I'm)
"How
the
f*ck
you
play
me
in
the
worst,
ain't
adding
up,
yeah?"
(yeah-ah)
All
this
f*ckin'
cash,
I'm
winnin',
spin,
I
still
won't
buy
it
(yeah)
Santa
Clara,
yeah
my
bitches,
bad
bitches,
naughty
(yeah)
I'm
on
this
yacht
full
time,
you
got
it
one
day
(oh,
yeah)
Don't
get
it
confused,
I'm
runnin'
my
blues
up
Hoppin'
inside
of
the
Bentley,
then
whippin'
it
Spittin',
that
muhf*ckin'
clean
it
up
(ah)
Swervin'
then
dippin',
and
your
bitch
get
sad,
then
motherf*cker
eatin'
up
I
give
a
f*ck
what
they
sayin',
the
motherf*ckin'
rest,
the
best,
I
heard
enough
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah

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