No Words

Dave

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    I don't wanna dead no
    I don't wanna sort it
    I don't wanna
    I don't wanna
    I don't wanna

    I don't wanna dead no beef
    I don't wanna sort it out
    I don't wanna hear no words
    I don't wanna talk it out
    I don't wanna dead no beef
    I don't wanna sort it out
    I don't wanna hear no words
    I don't wanna talk it out

    I don't wanna talk 'bout the ins and outs
    But in my bank, more money goes in than out
    So I had to 'llow the paigon, allow debating
    If I touch you, I'll bet you my house gets raided
    I'm with some dumb youts that'll blaze for cussing
    Don't raise their yout' but they will raise the something
    And I like my car with the roof off
    I like my girl in Louboutin
    But sometimes I'm with the duttiest girls
    'Cause those are the easy ones
    But too bad they only see me once
    'Cause we one night them
    I wonder why we don't like them
    All this money I spend, 'cause I

    I don't wanna dead no beef
    I don't wanna sort it out
    I don't wanna hear no words
    I don't wanna talk it out
    I don't wanna dead no beef
    I don't wanna sort it out
    I don't wanna hear no words

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    Cause I'm, self made, self paid
    Girls wanna phone for a friend
    Over and over again
    Over and over and over again
    Self made, self paid
    Girls wanna phone for a friend
    Over and over again
    Over and over and over again

    Not again, oh my days
    Another girl with her sly ways
    And why is this girl moving sideways?
    Every time my iPhone ping, she's looking at it sideways
    I need a girl that rubs back and gives massages
    Not a girl that back chats and sends messages
    Saying she hates me then loves me
    Says fuck you then fucks me

    Yo, walk in a party standard
    Where's your army? Where's your mandem?
    On Insta sitting in a mad whip in traffic
    Man are looking like a catfish
    Fake youtes, plastic
    Stop acting, man are all average
    My girl got a body boombastic
    Elastic, call her Mrs Fantastic

    Like ooh, pull up in a car I cruise
    Hopped out cool, nice move
    Why she wanna know?
    When I said I'm with a star she just turned around
    And she said who?
    Took her home with us, that's standard
    She wanna roll with us, that's standard
    Niggas getting paid, that's standard
    This Mo and Dave, that's bangers

    I don't wanna dead no beef
    I don't wanna sort it out
    I don't wanna hear no words
    I don't wanna talk it out
    I don't wanna dead no beef
    I don't wanna sort it out
    I don't wanna hear no words
    I don't wanna talk it out

    Song details

    Composition: Katy B, Steel Banglez, Montell Samuel Daley, and Dave

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