Pre-Chorus: Bm I don't wanna dead no Em I don't wanna sort it Bm I don't wanna Bm I don't wanna Em I don't wanna Chorus: Bm Em I don't wanna dead no beef D A Bm I don't wanna sort it out Bm Em I don't wanna hear no words D A Bm I don't wanna talk it out Bm Em I don't wanna dead no beef D A Bm I don't wanna sort it out Bm Em I don't wanna hear no words D A Bm I don't wanna talk it out
Verse 1: Bm I don't wanna talk 'bout the ins and outs Em D A But in my bank, more money goes in than out Bm So I had to 'llow the paigon, allow debating Em D A If I touch you, I'll bet you my house gets raided Bm I'm with some dumb youts that'll blaze for cussing Em D A Don't raise their yout' but they will raise the something Bm And I like my car with the roof off Em D A I like my girl in Louboutin Bm But sometimes I'm with the duttiest girls 'Cause those are the easy ones Em D A Bm But too bad they only see me once Bm 'Cause we one night them Em I wonder why we don't like them D A All this money I spend, 'cause I... Chorus: Bm Em I don't wanna dead no beef D A Bm I don't wanna sort it out Bm Em I don't wanna hear no words D A Bm I don't wanna talk it out Bm Em I don't wanna dead no beef D A Bm I don't wanna sort it out Bm Em I don't wanna hear no words D A Bm I don't wanna talk it out Bridge: Bm Em Cause I'm, Self made, self paid D A Girls wanna phone for a friend Bm Em Over and over again D A Bm Over and over and over again Bm Em Self made, self paid D A Girls wanna phone for a friend Bm Em Over and over again D A Bm Over and over and over again Verse 2: Bm Em Not again, oh my days D A Another girl with her sly ways Bm Em And why is this girl moving sideways? D A Every time my iPhone ping, she's looking at it sideways Bm Em I need a gyal that rubs back and gives massages D A Not a gyal that backchats and sends messages Bm Em Saying she hates me then loves me D A Says "fuck you", then fucks me Verse 3: Bm Em Yo, walk in a party, standard D A Where's your army? Where's your mandem? Bm Em On Insta, sitting in a mad whip D A In traffic, man are looking like a catfish Bm Em Fake youts, plastic D A Stop acting, man are all average Bm Em My girl got a body boombastic D A Elastic, call her Mrs Fantastic Verse 4: Bm Em D Like ooh, pull up in a car, I cruise A Bm Hopped out cool, nice move Em D Why she wanna know? When I said I'm with a star A Bm She just turned around and she said who? Em D Took her home with us, that's standard A Bm She wanna roll with us, that's standard Em D Niggas getting paid, that's standard A Bm This Mo and Dave, that's bangers Chorus: Bm Em I don't wanna dead no beef D A Bm I don't wanna sort it out Bm Em I don't wanna hear no words D A Bm I don't wanna talk it out Bm Em I don't wanna dead no beef D A Bm I don't wanna sort it out Bm Em I don't wanna hear no words D A Bm
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