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I don’t talk much I ain't got nothing to prove I don't talk much 'Cause, I got too much to lose If there's something on my mind (You can catch me on the microphone) You no say, when I talk my own Ọwọ kan o le to Koshi, kuro Je ki n rono You dunno Jomo Get am, surplus Koshi, kuro Je ki n rono You dunno Jomo Get am, surplus You no say, you no go hear my gist E no easy to fresh like this On G Rock best drip on legendary Fresh to death to cemetery I go chop one, abi you go chop two? I go buy three, omoge mi ma fo Letras de cancionesYou suppose know E mi, l'omo to n so Ki lo fe se Ki lo fe so I don’t talk much I ain't got nothing to prove I don't talk much 'Cause, I got too much to lose If there's something on my mind (You can catch me on the microphone) You no say, when I talk my own Ọwọ kan o le to Koshi, kuro Je ki n rono You dunno Jomo Get am, surplus Koshi, kuro Je ki n rono You dunno Jomo Get am, surplus They ain’t working, how they say they working In the club, you know I’m hardly flirting Dirty working, that ain’t nothing, but she wants a birkin Antisocial but you like me and I think I’m certain Look my bae I ain’t really got nothing to lose but tonight I think I’m finna let you choose Let’s get loose, my bae I ain’t really got nothing to prove, but I’m finna book a table for two Or you can tell me how you’ll love a man Or love a man that’ll bring a table and some rubber bands 'Cause, money problems weighed heavy on your other man You know I’m chill, I keep it real I ain’t clubber man Rizz a shawty up in grey bottoms widda couple bands Now i know you get it I was overseas getting money bank shredded Couple MVPs in the V but don’t beg it Couple anomalies on me but I ain’t stressing But hey From Letras Mania