“No Talkin’” lyrics

by

NLE Choppa



🔫 [Intro: Lil Varn]
(Ayy, Mickwreacker… you killed this motherf*cker, man!)
Yeah...
No talkin', just chalkin'
We slide then we vanish, b*tch
(gun clicks, sirens wail)

💥 [Chorus: Lil Varn]
I don’t do no talkin’, I just pull up, get to sparkin’ (Grrah!)
Say he got a problem? Then I solve it with this carbon (Boom!)
b*tch, I’m in the field with them sticks like I’m marchin’ (b*tch!)
Caught him lackin’ outta bounds, had to park him in his Jordans (Boom boom boom!)
f*ck that opp, he dead now, I don’t show remorse (Nah!)
Hop out with that fire, turn his ass to a corpse (Facts!)
She say she love me, b*tch, I’m married to the war
And I’m still totin’ heat even on my way to court (Skrrt!)

🔥 [Verse 1: Lil Varn]
Why he talkin' gangsta when we know he not built? (pus*y!)
Caught him by the cornеr store, dropped him wherе he tilt (Boom!)
Told my youngin, "f*ck a mask," just slide and let it spill (Let it blow!)
He got clapped in front his b*tch, now she cryin’ in her heels (Ho!)
I be movin’ militant, AR in the minivan
I don’t do no friends, just Glocks and a killin’ plan (Facts!)
b*tch, I’m in that trap with them switches like a ceiling fan (Grrah!)
Hit him in his teeth, now he talkin' like he Gilligan (Dumbass!)
I’m tryna stretch me somethin’, leave a body by the pole (Boom boom!)
He posted on the ‘Gram, now that dumbass in a hole (Ha!)
b*tch, I’m with the demons, ain’t no savin’ my soul
I was 6 up in the kitchen cuttin’ crack up with my bros (Facts!)
💥 [Chorus: Lil Varn]
I don’t do no talkin’, I just pull up, get to sparkin’ (Boom!)
Say he got a problem? Then I solve it with this carbon (Boom boom!)
b*tch, I’m in the field with them sticks like I’m marchin’
Caught him lackin’ outta bounds, had to park him in his Jordans (Bah!)
f*ck that opp, he dead now, I don’t show remorse (Hell nah!)
Hop out with that fire, turn his ass to a corpse (b*tch!)
She say she love me, b*tch, I’m married to the war (Gang!)
And I’m still totin’ heat even on my way to court (Grrah grrah grrah!)

💥 [Verse 2: NLE Choppa]
b*tch, I'm active, I ain't cappin', I slide just for nothin’ (Skrrt!)
Caught him lackin’ in the alley, now he stank like a onion (Grrah!)
Choppa on my lap, I don’t stash sh*t in the trunk
Hit him once, he did a flip — b*tch, this ain’t no movie stunt (Boom boom boom!)
I’m a menace in the cut, don’t mistake me for no rapper
Throwin’ shells like a pastor, leavin’ brains on the plaster
Keep a Glock, not a master, let it bark like a bast*rd
Leave him froze on his phone, now his posts comin’ after (Deadass!)
b*tch, I’m lit, got the blick, and I’m still on parole
Tell the judge suck a di*k, I still ride with that pole (f*ck the system!)
High-speed with the switch, got the state on patrol
But I’m laughin’ out the window throwin’ signs with my bros (Hahaha!)
Gettin' active in the nighttime, scope with a red line
Catch his ass slippin’, now he headline (Boom!)
I don’t need a gang, I’ll blitz ‘em solo
Turn a f*ckboy to a logo, he a photo (pus*y!)
💥 [Chorus: Lil Varn & NLE Choppa]
(Lil Varn)
I don’t do no talkin’, I just pull up, get to sparkin’ (Skrrt, grrah!)
Say he got a problem? Then I solve it with this carbon (Boom!)
b*tch, I’m in the field with them sticks like I’m marchin’
Caught him lackin’ outta bounds, had to park him in his Jordans (Boom boom!)
(NLE Choppa)
I don’t do no textin’, I just pull up and press him
Hollow tips enter his chest like a blessing (Grrah!)
Police askin’ questions, I don’t make confessions
I just toss the stick and go count my investments (f*ck 12!)

🩸 [Outro: Lil Varn]
No talkin', no warnin', just smoke
Demon Season in this b*tch
Memphis to the blocks
(gun c*cks, engine roars, fades out)
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