More songs by NLE Choppa
Description
Producer: Diorr
Mixer, Recorded By: Aaron Mattes
Co- Producer: NLE Choppa
Vocals: NLE Choppa
Masterer: Tiernan Cranny
Writer: Bryson Potts
Writer: Diorr
Lyrics and translation
Original
I don't wanna hear it, I don't wanna hear what you gotta say. I don't wanna hear it-
This is gonna stay for later, you know what I'm sayin'? I don't even wanna hear the lies.
I don't wanna hear it, I don't wanna hear what you gotta say.
I'ma keep it to yourself. You understand?
Soaking wet silhouette pictures that I capture of you.
Keep it in my wallet, looking at it while I'm out in public.
Flesh to flesh, breath to breath, we are one with each other.
We come from nothing, so it's only right I give you something more than love. You a need, you my drug.
Simple things like a hug, give a buzz when you blush. Holidays be your fave, but this gift just because.
I said this gift just because I'ma give her, give her gifts every day, Christmas.
Miss her, pick her up, kiss her, then dick her. Brag on my Insta how I finna bend her.
What's on your agenda? Can I eat it for dinner? Ease the tension, your physique what I'm pleasing.
Every season, I keep her CC's, gotta season.
Your friends tend to hate up on you 'cause I keep you decent.
Diamonds is a girl best friend, that's all you needing, so here. Hundred K on both your ears, listen here.
-I don't wanna hear complaints.
-I don't wanna hear complaints, for you, I break the bank. Get whatever you can think, whatever picture I'ma paint, yeah.
Have my back through the rain, don't let my feelings die in vain. No,
I don't wanna hear complaints, for you, I break the bank.
Soothe your mood, incense burn, rubbing your back, deep breaths, relax. Massaging you before we sex.
Run my tongue down your spine, give you chills when I do that.
Take your ass, arch that, pull your hair and grip your neck. Bite your lips, when you moan, I'ma grunt.
From the back, dip to the front, God ain't make that face for nothing.
Bring you close, so when you cumming, tight grip, then keep on punching.
In your ear, I say, "I came too. " Win and seek or something, I don't know.
But I do know, she know I'ma go hard for her on the bed, on the floor, kitchen counter, on the stove.
Going hard about her beef too, you play, we mop a ho. Going hard about your bank account,
I'm trying to see them O's.
Give her business, show the ropes, and later on, reflect the growth. I been breadwinning, bitch, I need a breadwinner too.
In my plans, I include you, that's how it's supposed to do.
Fuck them crumbs when we shop, coming for the whole food, the whole load.
-I don't wanna hear what you gotta say.
-I don't wanna hear complaints, for you, I break the bank. Get whatever you can think, whatever picture I'ma paint, yeah.
Have my back through the rain, don't let my feelings die in vain. No,
I don't wanna hear complaints, for you, I break the bank.
Ooh, yeah.
I don't wanna hear it for you.
I don't wanna hear no complaints, I don't wanna hear the. . .
break the motherfuckin' bank, yeah.