Yeah
I don't wanna
I don't wanna talk
I don't wanna chit chat with you, dawg
I don't wanna chit chat with your gang
I don't wanna slide in your DMs
I don't give a damn 'bout you bs
Ay, thottie (thottie!)
Leave me alone
Where the hell you been when I've been broke?
Where the hell you been when I was alone?
Now you wanna talk saying you "were wrong"?
I'm about the business
No small talks (Yeah)
Living so fast
Had to slow down (Ay)
Thinkin' 'bout the past
I'm new now (True)
Bringing up a new style
It's know-how (Know-how)
Got my secret file
Get the f*ck out (F*ck off)
All these people smile
Brain washout (Ay)
On the real they vile
Can't trust 'em (nope)
On the real
I gotta tell the story
Might be allegory
'Bout the boy who wants the glory
From a different category
With no active auditory
Writing things in the dormitory
Hoping someday he will become someone
Long story short this boy has just begun
I don't wanna chit chat with you, dawg
I don't wanna chit chat with your gang
I don't wanna slide in your DMs
I don't give a damn 'bout you bs
Ay, thottie (thottie!)
Leave me alone
Where the hell you been when I've been broke?
Where the hell you been when I was alone?
Now you wanna talk saying you "were wrong"?
Yeah
I go by the name of temir
'97 Surf, parking lot
With the squad (gang)
Black Ray-Bans, slick back
I'm on style
Don't play with the mob
They the realest on the block
Don't ask your questions
We ain't really give a f*ck
My ex's still texting me
But I don't wanna talk (nah)
Friends become my enemies
This is not a shock
They be telling all my secrets
Now I keep myself on lock
This bitch trying to call my number
But her numerals on block
These singers are so soft
They are making only pop
Lotta pussy lyrics
To hype these girls up
It's funny when a freak
Singing 'bout the love
Same tone every song
And they still drop
temir - CHIT CHAT Lyrics
temir - CHIT CHAT Lyrics
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Yeah
I don't wanna
I don't wanna talk
I don't wanna chit chat with you, dawg
I don't wanna chit chat with your gang
I don't wanna slide in your DMs
I don't give a damn 'bout you bs
Ay, thottie (thottie!)
Leave me alone
Where the hell you been when I've been broke?
Where the hell you been when I was alone?
Now you wanna talk saying you "were wrong"?
I'm about the business
No small talks (Yeah)
Living so fast
Had to slow down (Ay)
Thinkin' 'bout the past
I'm new now (True)
Bringing up a new style
It's know-how (Know-how)
Got my secret file
Get the f*ck out (F*ck off)
All these people smile
Brain washout (Ay)
On the real they vile
Can't trust 'em (nope)
On the real
I gotta tell the story
Might be allegory
'Bout the boy who wants the glory
From a different category
With no active auditory
Writing things in the dormitory
Hoping someday he will become someone
Long story short this boy has just begun
I don't wanna chit chat with you, dawg
I don't wanna chit chat with your gang
I don't wanna slide in your DMs
I don't give a damn 'bout you bs
Ay, thottie (thottie!)
Leave me alone
Where the hell you been when I've been broke?
Where the hell you been when I was alone?
Now you wanna talk saying you "were wrong"?
Yeah
I go by the name of temir
'97 Surf, parking lot
With the squad (gang)
Black Ray-Bans, slick back
I'm on style
Don't play with the mob
They the realest on the block
Don't ask your questions
We ain't really give a f*ck
My ex's still texting me
But I don't wanna talk (nah)
Friends become my enemies
This is not a shock
They be telling all my secrets
Now I keep myself on lock
This bitch trying to call my number
But her numerals on block
These singers are so soft
They are making only pop
Lotta pussy lyrics
To hype these girls up
It's funny when a freak
Singing 'bout the love
Same tone every song
And they still drop
I don't wanna
I don't wanna talk
I don't wanna chit chat with you, dawg
I don't wanna chit chat with your gang
I don't wanna slide in your DMs
I don't give a damn 'bout you bs
Ay, thottie (thottie!)
Leave me alone
Where the hell you been when I've been broke?
Where the hell you been when I was alone?
Now you wanna talk saying you "were wrong"?
I'm about the business
No small talks (Yeah)
Living so fast
Had to slow down (Ay)
Thinkin' 'bout the past
I'm new now (True)
Bringing up a new style
It's know-how (Know-how)
Got my secret file
Get the f*ck out (F*ck off)
All these people smile
Brain washout (Ay)
On the real they vile
Can't trust 'em (nope)
On the real
I gotta tell the story
Might be allegory
'Bout the boy who wants the glory
From a different category
With no active auditory
Writing things in the dormitory
Hoping someday he will become someone
Long story short this boy has just begun
I don't wanna chit chat with you, dawg
I don't wanna chit chat with your gang
I don't wanna slide in your DMs
I don't give a damn 'bout you bs
Ay, thottie (thottie!)
Leave me alone
Where the hell you been when I've been broke?
Where the hell you been when I was alone?
Now you wanna talk saying you "were wrong"?
Yeah
I go by the name of temir
'97 Surf, parking lot
With the squad (gang)
Black Ray-Bans, slick back
I'm on style
Don't play with the mob
They the realest on the block
Don't ask your questions
We ain't really give a f*ck
My ex's still texting me
But I don't wanna talk (nah)
Friends become my enemies
This is not a shock
They be telling all my secrets
Now I keep myself on lock
This bitch trying to call my number
But her numerals on block
These singers are so soft
They are making only pop
Lotta pussy lyrics
To hype these girls up
It's funny when a freak
Singing 'bout the love
Same tone every song
And they still drop
Writer: Temirlan Audanbekov
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid