Gunna – Don’t Talk To Me [Remix] Lyrics

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Gunna – Don’t Talk To Me [Remix] Lyrics

Gunna, Lil Durk, Juice WRLD

Yeah
Ayy what Blac Youngsta tell them hoes? (Toot toot)

Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me) (yeah)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me) (yeah)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me) (yeah)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me) (yeah)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me) (yeah)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me) (tell 'em, yeah, yeah)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me) (yeah)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me) (yeah, yeah)
I can't get enough of it, all of this jealousy
I had a petty bitch, you can do better things
Smoke gas, kerosene, three roll, wedding ring
In my DM meddling, off the X, that ecstasy

Seven hundred for the Vetements
I'm a boss, not a gentleman
All my hoes intelligent
Can't set me up, Tori Brixx
I like my bitches lit
I spend a bag of checks
Ecstasy, Tesla
Amiri jeans fetish
Look at my world, let's get in tune
Look at my lean, addicted to it
While he off the leaf, embalming fluid
Shopping spree, I overdo it, yeah
Stick talk stick talk (Chick chick, bang)
Sneak diss, this stick talk (Chick chick, bang)
I don't talk, just stick talk (Chick chick, bang)
I'm with niggas that stick talk (Brrah)
Go to Europe to get all the euros
Yes sir, designer apparel
Chapo, need to find the hero
Broke bitch, that vibe'll kill you

Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
I can't get enough of it, all of this jealousy
I had a petty bitch, you can do better things
Smoke gas, kerosene, three roll, wedding ring
In my DM meddling, off the X, that ecstasy

I can't get enough of it (Can't get enough of it)
I shootout in public (I shootout in public)
My soda is bubbly (Soda is bubbly)
My chest and neck watery (Chest and neck watery)
I turned to a better me
The Hellcat got hella speed
She want methamphetamines (Yeah)
Hope you don't never leave (Hope you don't never leave)
I move it like Billy Jean (Like Billy Jean)
A leopard Amiri jeans (Yeah)
D&G but I've been a king (I've been a king)
Family, you can't get between (You can't get between)
Don't you please try to intervene
Gunna dripping by any means (By any means)
Elli-A got my jewelry clean (My jewelry clean)
Got a rose and white wedding ring (White wedding ring)
I'm married to presidents (The presidents)
I ain't leaving no evidence (No evidence)
Slimy life, I'm not scared of shit (Nah)
F*ck her face let her eat the dick (Let her eat the dick)
Can't deny, that's just what it is (Yeah)
I'ma take care my brother's kids (My brother's kids)
Got it out of a muddy ditch (Yeah)
We done brought all the hundreds in (The hundreds in)

Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)

Dunk on a bitch like John Wall, codeine, no Cristal
Bomb on a bitch like Chris Paul, made money, I'm pissed off
Your bitch gave me a blowjob, and you kissed her
I just been runnin' the dough up, early the money, no hold up
Codeine my cup, ain't no Folgers, she crack that shit like a soldier
I sell rock to your momma, rockstar, whippin' the rock up
He say he gon' pull up, he don't want no drama
Mobbin' with them shooters
Get to the cake, no birthday
I overlap these niggas, first place
Shoot a f*ck nigga in the air with a AK
Should've never been around here in the first place
These .50 cal, earthquake
Run up a check like, wow, relay
I'm on top right now
Gettin' top from a thot, can't talk right now, yeah, yeah

Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
I can't get enough of it, all of this jealousy
I had a petty bitch, you can do better things
Smoke gas, kerosene, three roll, wedding ring
In my DM meddling, off the X, that ecstasy

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