Lyrics Ain’t Gonna Answer – NLE Choppa ft. Lil Wayne
Don’t be worried bout what we be doing
What we doing making money
What they doing hating on us
If you want it take from me
What them other n**gas
I don’t know cause Ion stunt
Mind my business on my momma
F**k a n**ga how I’m coming
Big booty b**ch made her back her a*s up
Shots out the switch made him bag a*s man up
Say she yo b**ch she my private dancer
You can call her phone but she ain’t answer
Go go go go
I’m known to turn a b**ch up talking way pass the ceiling go
She gone f**k me cause these carrots like a rabbit silly hoe
My n**ga throwing percocets bike like a Willy hoe
From the city of Memphis we known for macing and Pimpin
But I’m hot boy I can’t lie I got some wheezy up In me
You know that s**t a greasy im in the streets like meter
She telling me that she need me but lord know she eater
Aye tell em drop his nuts he holding to much tension in balls
Made em run a 4 flat but he was six feet
Like a high school I’m tryna hit all y’all
Yeah, I seen stumble but I’m tryna see em fall fall
Shake it she was fully dressed now she naked
Back shots front shots make b**ches shapeshift
Ready for the cumshot I told her to taste it
Bad b**ches Chase me I use to f**k basics
She asking for my raw dog h0e you get a latex
I’m ball deep in her jaws make a b**ch say less
Swallow my nut or yo friend the replacement
Put her on her knees yea I call that good graces
Don’t be worried bout what we be doing
What we doing making money
What they doing hating on us
If you want it take from me
What them other n**gas
I don’t know cause Ion stunt
Mind my business on my momma
F**k a n**ga how I’m coming
Big booty b**ch made her back her a*s up
Shots out the switch made him bag a*s man up
Say she yo b**ch she my private dancer
She said come here, she said get here
She said stop playing n**ga, bring that dick here
Oo I got b**ches waitin to see me like a premiere
Oo And her mouth be full of semen, look like veneers
Oo Don’t be worried bout what I’m doing, doing be worried bout who I’m doing
Don’t be worried bout who I’m foolin, all these Percocet I be chewin’
All these birkin and these louies, got her twerking hella booty
She said throw that dick like tunchi, she gon’ catch it like a movie
I be asking b**ches out, leave her at that n**ga house
Never thought I’d leave my kids until I love em then I’m out
I be stretching b**ches out, you be stressin b**ches out
I’m like Lionel Messi, kickin messy b**ches out
Girl you workin with some a*s hat, smack it with my bad hand
Oo she got that fat cat, I give that cat a cat scan
From a hot boy to a mad men, that high water or hell deep
Call him NLE you can call me Machiavelli
Shirt off, Choppa on, Wheezy baby, I belong
I’m greedy baby, ramadan, I got my slimes with me, it’s a slime-athon
Wake up with Balenciaga pajamas on with two b**ches
Check my phone, new pictures, I check your a*s like the new twitter
Don’t be worried bout what we be doing
What we doing making money
What they doing hating on us
If you want it take from me
What them other n**gas
I don’t know cause Ion stunt
Mind my business on my momma
F**k a n**ga how I’m coming
Big booty b**ch made her back her a*s up
Shots out the switch made him bag a*s man up
Say she yo b**ch she my private dancer
You can call her phone and I’ll probably answer…
