I DON’T TALK

By YRN Murk

On RATHER YOU THAN ME

Released on November 21, 2018

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[Intro: Hoodrich Keem]

(Mu-Mu-Mu-Murda)

(Hoodrich Keem, yeah, I'm thinkin' 'bout signin' that guy)


[Chorus: YRN Murk]

I've been trappin' tryna stay, nah, nigga, where's your chain?

Hit the lick, put the cash right back in the safe

Got me drippin' on these niggas like I spilled some wet paint

Niggas hate but I go to places that these niggas can't (At all)

What you claim? Nigga, do you bang? We are not the same

Maintain, 'Rari switchin' lanes, drinkin' purple rain (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)

Out the window with the Mossberg pump, perfect aim

Playin' with the gang, nigga, lose your life to my chain

Catch you down bad with a Glock 40 and a MAC

It ain't big bucks, put the money in the garbage bag

Yeah, I'm flexed up, you can see 200 on my dash

Run the check up, I was trappin', you was sittin' in class

VVS diamonds water, got you starin', lookin' mad

Tryna plot, 40 take your life, that's a toe-tag

Bombs in the trap like a nigga from Afghanistan

I don't wanna talk to you, Benjamin my only friend (I don't wanna talk to you)


[Verse 1: YRN Murk]

Pull the chopper out, bet it make you do the Running Man

Get the money, not correct, double check, count again

I'ma fuck a bitch, bet a thousand that I'll fuck her friend

This a two-seater, no back seat, you can't get in

On the backstreet posted with killers and hooligans

[?] seats, that's 550 Mercedes-Benz, yeah, yeah

Opposite niggas, they don't survive

Say you stackin' money on money but that's a lie (That's a lie)

Pretty Penny keep a SK when I'm 'bout to ride (Pretty Penny)

Fox 5, man down, uh, a homicide (Fox 5)

Shots fired, niggas took to tell, run and hide

Hoppin' out the [?] with my stick my look, you look surprised

Diamond teeth, [?] walkin', steppin' like we on a brick (Brick)

Cartier vision so I can see that nigga legit

Come to find out your partner got jugged with counterfeit

Let me find out you workin' for jury, you need to quit (Uh)

I don't shoot at legs, I aim it right at your face

Transport the dope, the money stashed in the safe (Get it out of there)

BB belt ruby stones shinin' on my waist (BB)

Supercharged 911 Porsche, do you wanna race? (Uh, skrrt-skrrt)

A lot of ammunition hit the [?] (Lot of ammo)

Say you gettin' to the money but you really in the way

Fifty thousand to a hundred, make the backend any day

I was raised in the hood, niggas die every day (Every day)


[Chorus: YRN Murk]

I've been trappin' tryna stay, nah, nigga, where's your chain?

Hit the lick, put the cash right back in the safe

Got me drippin' on these niggas like I spilled some wet paint

Niggas hate but I go to places that these niggas can't (At all)

What you claim? Nigga, do you bang? We are not the same

Maintain, 'Rari switchin' lanes, drinkin' purple rain (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)

Out the window with the Mossberg pump, perfect aim

Playin' with the gang, nigga, lose your life to my chain

Catch you down bad with a Glock 40 and a MAC

It ain't big bucks, put the money in the garbage bag

Yeah, I'm flexed up, you can see 200 on my dash

Run the check up, I was trappin', you was sittin' in class

VVS diamonds water, got you starin', lookin' mad

Tryna plot, 40 take your life, that's a toe-tag

Bombs in the trap like a nigga from Afghanistan

I don't wanna talk to you, Benjamin my only friend (I don't wanna talk to you)


[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]

Say it, say it

Bitch, I'm with my slatt, big partner, yeah (Slatt)

I'm just with my slime with no marks, yeah (Slatt)

Ice on my neck, I don't talk, yeah (Slatt, yeah)

Gang shit, we ain't fought, yeah

Little hundred racks, yeah, I'm a zombie, ayy

In the moshpit, yeah, and we pop shit, ayy

In the moshpit, yeah, and we dumb lit, yeah, uh

Feelin' dummy, uh

I ain't even talk and I can't quit

Bitch, I'm super red, hold up (Slatt)

I'm about to flex on this lame bitch, yeah

I'm about to flex on this dumb bitch, yeah

Diamonds on my neck, I'm a young B, yeah

Fuckin' on your bitch on a jet, yeah, hold up

She just wanna fuck, she get wet wet, yeah

(Hoodrich, nigga)


[Chorus: YRN Murk]

I've been trappin' tryna stay, nah, nigga, where's your chain?

Hit the lick, put the cash right back in the safe

Got me drippin' on these niggas like I spilled some wet paint

Niggas hate but I go to places that these niggas can't (At all)

What you claim? Nigga, do you bang? We are not the same

Maintain, 'Rari switchin' lanes, drinkin' purple rain (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)

Out the window with the Mossberg pump, perfect aim

Playin' with the gang, nigga, lose your life to my chain

Catch you down bad with a Glock 40 and a MAC

It ain't big bucks, put the money in the garbage bag

Yeah, I'm flexed up, you can see 200 on my dash

Run the check up, I was trappin', you was sittin' in class

VVS diamonds water, got you starin', lookin' mad

Tryna plot, 40 take your life, that's a toe-tag

Bombs in the trap like a nigga from Afghanistan

I don't wanna talk to you, Benjamin my only friend (I don't wanna talk to you)


[Outro: Hoodrich Keem]

(DJ Lil Keem, what up?)