Don’t Talk To Strangers lyrics

by

Quando Rondo


[Produced by Geraldo Live]

[Intro]
*Geraldo Live on the track*
Yeah, Young Jefe, holmes
Young Jefe, holmes
I rock Chanel yeah, just like Pharrell
If you a broke n*gga, then go to hell

[Verse 1]
I get the job done, all by myself (Woo, woo)
Have some fun yeah, feel yourself (Feel yourself)
Lil' b*tch, I'm really rich, I'm talkin' wealth (Really rich)
And I got funds girl, you need some help?
I got fish scales, and I got bales (I got bales)
I rock Chanel yeah, just like Pharrell (Goddamn, goddamn)
If you a broke n*gga, then go to hell (Go to hell)
I know some real n*ggas, won't never tell (Oh man)
Soon as I walked in the buildin', you know they chose (You know they chose)
I only f*ck with b*tches (f*ck with b*tches), who got goals (What? What?)
I don't f*cking trip, I never fold (I never fold)
Aim my hunnit clip, straight at your nose

[Chorus]
They think I made it out, b*tch, I ain't famous (I ain't famous)
Just came from my cousins house, still eating ramens (Goddamn, goddamn)
Ride with the choppas out, I'm armed and dangerous (Brrt, brrt)
b*tch, f*ck is you talkin' about? I don't talk to strangers
I don't talk to strangers, I don't talk to strangers
b*tch, f*ck is you talkin' about? I don't talk to strangers
They think I made it out, b*tch, I ain't famous (I ain't famous)
b*tch, f*ck is you talkin' about? I don't talk to strangers
[Verse 2]
Yeah, she get me hard, like it's her job (Oh)
Jefe, I'm a gringo, but I feel like Escobar (Jefe)
I don't want to do no drugs that don't put me on Mars (sh*t)
Lil' b*tch seen my Lambo, then she f*cked me in the car (Skrrt)
They got lights (They got lights)
I got stripes (I got stripes)
b*tch, I graduated (Woah)
From selling white (Woah, woah)
And no I never hated (No)
Cause that ain't right (That ain't right)
She get piped (She get piped)
I'm her type (I'm her type)
I don't use knives (I don't use knives)
I'm not a knight (I'm not a knight)
Got that FN, Scar, and b*tch it'll get you right
Make that rose (Mix that)
With that white (With that white)
b*tch, I'm ghost (b*tch I'm ghost)
b*tch, you light (Hahahaha)

[Chorus]
They think I made it out, b*tch, I ain't famous (I ain't famous)
Just came from my cousins house, still eating ramens (Goddamn, goddamn)
Ride with the choppas out, I'm armed and dangerous (Brrt, brrt)
b*tch, f*ck is you talkin' about? I don't talk to strangers
I don't talk to strangers, I don't talk to strangers
b*tch, f*ck is you talkin' about? I don't talk to strangers
They think I made it out, b*tch, I ain't famous (I ain't famous)
b*tch, f*ck is you talkin' about? I don't talk to strangers
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