笨小笨No mor talk (sped up version|Explicit)歌词由Yeat sped up演唱，出自专辑《AftrLyfe (sped up version) [Explicit]》，下面是《No mor talk (sped up version|Explicit)》完整版歌词！
No mor talk (sped up version|Explicit)歌词完整版
No morë talk (Sped Up Version|Explicit) - Yeat sped up
Lyrics by：Noah Smith
Composed by：Noah Smith
I-I-I-I-I'm working on dying
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Ridin' with my demons
I can't take nothin' back
Yeah yeah
Riding with my demons
They my deadliest friends ah
Money make 'em do 'em something
Put 'em in a trance I-I'm
Whole lot of mud inside this
************* buildin' yeah yeah
Whole lot of ************* money in this buildin'
Shh shh shh shh yeah
All my demons call me yeah
They call me I said yeah yeah
Ridin' in this ************* scat
I said yeah yeah
Ridin' in this ************* Urus oh oh
I said hell yeah
Pullin' up on people
Now they ask me
Yeah yeah I-I'm
Diamonds on my ************* patek
I said yeah yeah yeah
Where you think I got this ******* money
I said yeah yeah
Off this ******* muddy boy
I knew you could smell it shh
All white Margielly-elly on me
I'm a yeti woah
How the **** you play me in the worst
Ain't adding up yeah yeah
All this ******* cash I'm winnin'
Spin I still won't buy it yeah
Santa Clara yeah my *******
Bad ******* naughty yeah
I'm on this yacht full time
You got it one day oh yeah
Don't get it confused
I'm runnin' my blues up
Hoppin' inside of the Bentley then whippin' it
Spittin' that muh****in' clean it up ah
Swervin' then dippin' and your ***** get sad
Then mother****er eatin' up
I give a **** what they sayin'
The ************* rest the best
I heard enough
Shut up shut up shut up *****
Yeah heard enough yeah
All these mother****ers dead
They ************* snitchin'
************* slurpin' up
Heard that they wanna come beef with the kid
In that body be spillin' they turnin' up
I just be wanna be geeked in a minute the sky
The private jet it not enough yeah
Wait I can't let it up ***** it ain't addin' up
Some of these moves we learnin' some of these names
Some of them sad enough
Half of these motheruckin' rappers copyin' my swag
I'm done playin' daddy's son
I'm already up in the space
These mother****ers done
'Cause I already done enough
Yeah
Ooohhhhhh
Yeah
Ooohhhhhh
Yeah
Ooohhhhhh
Ooohhhhhh
Ridin' with my demons
I can't take nothin' back
Yeah yeah
Riding with my demons
They my deadliest friends ah
Money make 'em do 'em something
Put 'em in a trance I-I'm
Whole lot of mud inside this
************* buildin' yeah yeah
Whole lot of *************
Money in this buildin'
Shh shh shh shh yeah
All my demons call me yeah they call me
I said yeah yeah
Ridin' in this ************* scat
I said yeah yeah
Ridin' in this ************* Urus
I said hell yeah
Pullin' up on people now they ask me
Yeah yeah
Diamonds on my ************* patek
I said yeah yeah yeah
Where you think I got this ******* money
I said yeah yeah yeah woah
Off this ******* muddy boy
I knew you could smell it shh
All white Margielly-elly on me I'm a yeti
Woah ah
How the **** you play me in the worst
Ain't adding up yeah yeah
All this ******* cash I'm winnin' spin
I still won't buy it yeah
Santa Clara yeah my *******
Bad ******* naughty yeah
I'm on this yacht full time
You got it one day oh yeah
Don't get it confused I'm runnin' my blues up
Hoppin' inside of the Bentley then whippin' it
Spittin' that muh****in' clean it up ah
Ay ay ay ay
Swervin' then dippin' and your ***** get sad
Yeah yeah yeah
