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Don't talk to me, nuh-huh, nuh-uh, nuh-uh
Uh-huh, yeah, ooh, brrt, Lil Pump
Ooh (Danny, I see you)
Ooh (hehehehe, Misogi)

Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (nuh-uh)
Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (ooh)
Yeah, I done glowed up (chyeah)
Then I f*cked your bitch, uh-huh (uh-huh)
What's your name? Lil Pump (brrt)
Told that bitch shut up (chyeah)
I drink a lotta lean (ooh), pop a lotta pills (brrt)
So you know I stay f*cked up (damn)
Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (nuh-uh)
Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (chyeah)
Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (nuh-uh)
Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (ooh)
Nuh-uh (Ooh), nuh-uh (ooh)
Nuh-uh, nuh-uh (chyeah)
Nuh-uh (ooh), nuh-uh, nuh-uh, nuh-uh

Don't talk to me (brrt)
Smashed your hoe, she said you a rookie, uh-huh (chyeah)
Real drug addict, what up?
Woke up in the morning, wonder how to get f*cked up (ooh)
Swear to God shit won't stop, ten hoes in the yacht
Even got your sister and your mom (damn)
Still do drugs on house arrest (ooh)
Bitch, I forgot the day we met (huh?)
Failed math class, two percent (two)
Piny the Hi-Tec on my desk (Tec)
I don't like school anyway (brrt)
Dropped out, made a million dollars next day (ooh, chyeah)
Yeah, I found my teacher on Backpage (ooh)
Pop three Xans and I go on a rampage (damn)
Get geeked up on a Sunday (chyeah)
Crash the Porsche, left it on the highway (brrt)
Goddamn, my life's so good (Goddamn)
Grandma sold crack and she still in the hood (ooh)
Told her ass work 'cause all she do is cook
Learned how to sell crack 'fore I learned to read a book (wow)

Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (nuh-uh)
Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (ooh)
Yeah, I done glowed up (chyeah)
Then I f*cked your bitch, uh-huh (uh-huh)
What's your name? Lil Pump (brrt)
Told that bitch shut up (chyeah)
I drink a lotta lean (ooh), pop a lotta pills (brrt)
So you know I stay f*cked up (damn)
Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (nuh-uh)
Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (chyeah)
Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (nuh-uh)
Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (ooh)
Nuh-uh (ooh), nuh-uh (ooh)
Nuh-uh, nuh-uh (chyeah)
Nuh-uh (ooh), nuh-uh, nuh-uh, nuh-uh
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Don't talk to me, nuh-huh, nuh-uh, nuh-uh
Uh-huh, yeah, ooh, brrt, Lil Pump
Ooh (Danny, I see you)
Ooh (hehehehe, Misogi)

Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (nuh-uh)
Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (ooh)
Yeah, I done glowed up (chyeah)
Then I f*cked your bitch, uh-huh (uh-huh)
What's your name? Lil Pump (brrt)
Told that bitch shut up (chyeah)
I drink a lotta lean (ooh), pop a lotta pills (brrt)
So you know I stay f*cked up (damn)
Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (nuh-uh)
Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (chyeah)
Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (nuh-uh)
Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (ooh)
Nuh-uh (Ooh), nuh-uh (ooh)
Nuh-uh, nuh-uh (chyeah)
Nuh-uh (ooh), nuh-uh, nuh-uh, nuh-uh

Don't talk to me (brrt)
Smashed your hoe, she said you a rookie, uh-huh (chyeah)
Real drug addict, what up?
Woke up in the morning, wonder how to get f*cked up (ooh)
Swear to God shit won't stop, ten hoes in the yacht
Even got your sister and your mom (damn)
Still do drugs on house arrest (ooh)
Bitch, I forgot the day we met (huh?)
Failed math class, two percent (two)
Piny the Hi-Tec on my desk (Tec)
I don't like school anyway (brrt)
Dropped out, made a million dollars next day (ooh, chyeah)
Yeah, I found my teacher on Backpage (ooh)
Pop three Xans and I go on a rampage (damn)
Get geeked up on a Sunday (chyeah)
Crash the Porsche, left it on the highway (brrt)
Goddamn, my life's so good (Goddamn)
Grandma sold crack and she still in the hood (ooh)
Told her ass work 'cause all she do is cook
Learned how to sell crack 'fore I learned to read a book (wow)

Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (nuh-uh)
Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (ooh)
Yeah, I done glowed up (chyeah)
Then I f*cked your bitch, uh-huh (uh-huh)
What's your name? Lil Pump (brrt)
Told that bitch shut up (chyeah)
I drink a lotta lean (ooh), pop a lotta pills (brrt)
So you know I stay f*cked up (damn)
Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (nuh-uh)
Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (chyeah)
Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (nuh-uh)
Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (ooh)
Nuh-uh (ooh), nuh-uh (ooh)
Nuh-uh, nuh-uh (chyeah)
Nuh-uh (ooh), nuh-uh, nuh-uh, nuh-uh
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Writer: David Morse, Gazzy Garcia, Miguel Curtidor
Copyright: Lyrics © LUSH MUSIC LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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