"CHATTER" lyrics
(feat. YBN Nahmir)
Yeah
(It's Awful Daniel)
Slide to her crib, beat it Michael Jackson
I know hella niggas wanna put me on my back
But no, I can't let it happen
'Cause I ain't with the chatter
Get up out my way if you're a threat to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
If I know you're hatin', then you're dead to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
She for everybody, call her Heffanie
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
I can't fall in love or let her get to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Slide to her crib, beat it like abuser
Had to cut her off 'cause I ain't wanna use her
Tell me if it's up, get off the computer
If you wanna play with me, this choppa gon' amuse ya
Oh, aim it ride at your medulla
Boom, boom, boom, boom, now them bullets goin' through ya
Flex on my ex, but I used to be a loser
Snakes on my head got me feelin' like Medusa
I'm really with the shits and I can hit your bitch
I ain't worried 'bout them niggas 'cause they be talkin' that gibberish, oh
I was gettin' dope but now I'm gettin' rich, oh
I'm Unghetto but my bitch know how to flip a brick
Slide to her crib, beat it Michael Jackson
I know hella niggas wanna put me on my back
But no, I can't let it happen
'Cause I ain't with the chatter
Get up out my way if you're a threat to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
If I know you're hatin', then you're dead to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
She for everybody, call her Heffanie
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
I can't fall in love or let her get to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Baby, I'm a thug, I can't fall in love
You won't catch me in that bitch unless my [?] in the club
Took her out the hood, got my bitch a bag
Taught her how to get that money, now she bringin' in that cash (Now she bringin' in that), ayy
I can't fuck a bitch if she ain't 'bout her cheese
Woah, woah, woah, woah (The fuck I look like?)
Fucked your nigga bitch 'cause he ain't fuckin' with me
Woah, woah, woah, woah (And I'll keep that lil' bitch too)
All my shows, know I gotta pick up that bag and
Fuck that ho', goin' crazy, slappin' on her backend
Chickin' in my pockets fallin' out
All these bitches goin' when they say I'm that nigga now
Swervin' in that Lambo, you ain't catchin' shit
I was in that bando tryna hit a lick
I got big guns like Rambo, bitch nigga, don't get hit
Pullin' strings like a banjo, the leader of my clique (I'm the leader of my clique, nigga)
Slide to her crib, beat it Michael Jackson
I know hella niggas wanna put me on my back
But no, I can't let it happen
'Cause I ain't with the chatter
Get up out my way if you're a threat to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
If I know you're hatin', then you're dead to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
She for everybody, call her Heffanie
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
I can't fall in love or let her get to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
(It's Awful Daniel)
Slide to her crib, beat it Michael Jackson
I know hella niggas wanna put me on my back
But no, I can't let it happen
'Cause I ain't with the chatter
Get up out my way if you're a threat to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
If I know you're hatin', then you're dead to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
She for everybody, call her Heffanie
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
I can't fall in love or let her get to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Slide to her crib, beat it like abuser
Had to cut her off 'cause I ain't wanna use her
Tell me if it's up, get off the computer
If you wanna play with me, this choppa gon' amuse ya
Oh, aim it ride at your medulla
Boom, boom, boom, boom, now them bullets goin' through ya
Flex on my ex, but I used to be a loser
Snakes on my head got me feelin' like Medusa
I'm really with the shits and I can hit your bitch
I ain't worried 'bout them niggas 'cause they be talkin' that gibberish, oh
I was gettin' dope but now I'm gettin' rich, oh
I'm Unghetto but my bitch know how to flip a brick
Slide to her crib, beat it Michael Jackson
I know hella niggas wanna put me on my back
But no, I can't let it happen
'Cause I ain't with the chatter
Get up out my way if you're a threat to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
If I know you're hatin', then you're dead to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
She for everybody, call her Heffanie
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
I can't fall in love or let her get to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Baby, I'm a thug, I can't fall in love
You won't catch me in that bitch unless my [?] in the club
Took her out the hood, got my bitch a bag
Taught her how to get that money, now she bringin' in that cash (Now she bringin' in that), ayy
I can't fuck a bitch if she ain't 'bout her cheese
Woah, woah, woah, woah (The fuck I look like?)
Fucked your nigga bitch 'cause he ain't fuckin' with me
Woah, woah, woah, woah (And I'll keep that lil' bitch too)
All my shows, know I gotta pick up that bag and
Fuck that ho', goin' crazy, slappin' on her backend
Chickin' in my pockets fallin' out
All these bitches goin' when they say I'm that nigga now
Swervin' in that Lambo, you ain't catchin' shit
I was in that bando tryna hit a lick
I got big guns like Rambo, bitch nigga, don't get hit
Pullin' strings like a banjo, the leader of my clique (I'm the leader of my clique, nigga)
Slide to her crib, beat it Michael Jackson
I know hella niggas wanna put me on my back
But no, I can't let it happen
'Cause I ain't with the chatter
Get up out my way if you're a threat to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
If I know you're hatin', then you're dead to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
She for everybody, call her Heffanie
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
I can't fall in love or let her get to me
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Writer(s): Jun Hyuk Choi, Ye Chan Yu, Jae Woo Jeong, Seon Woo Jeong, Nahmir Ybn
