LYRICS: NLE Choppa & Lil Wayne – AIN’T GONNA ANSWER

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Don’t be worried ’bout what we be doing

What we doing? Makin’ money

What they doing? Hatin’ on us

If they want it, take it from me

What them other niggas doin’?

I don’t know ’cause I don’t stun ’em

Mind my business, on my momma

Fuck a nigga how I’m comin’

[Post-Chorus: NLE Choppa]

Big booty bitch, made her back her ass up (Back that ass up)

Shots out the switch made him bag ass man up (Bag his man up)

Say that she yo’ bitch, she my private dancer (Private dancer)

You can call her phone, but she ain’t gon’ answer (Ain’t gon’ answer)

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]

Go, go, go, go

Know how to turn a bitch up, talkin’ way pass the ceiling goes

She fuck with me because these karats like a rabbit silly, ho’

My nigga pop Percocets, bite like a willy, ho’

From the city of Memphis, we known for mackin’ and pimpin’

But I’m hot boy, I can’t lie, I got some Weezy up in me

You know that shit it’ll get greasy, I’m in the streets like a meter

She tellin’ me that she need me, but Lord know she a eater

Ayy, tell ’em, drop his nuts, he holding too much tension in his balls

Made ’em run a four flat, but he was six feet tall

Like a high school ho’, I’m tryna hit all y’all

Yeah, I seen ’em stumble, but I’m tryna make ’em fall, fall

Shake it, she was fully dressed, now she naked (Naked)

Backshots, front shots, make a bitch shapeshift (Shapeshift)

Ready for the cumshot, told her to taste it (Taste it)

Bad bitches chase me, I use to fuck basics (Basics)

She askin’ for my raw dawg, ho’, you get a latex (Latex)

Ball deep in her mouth, make a bitch say less (Say less)

Swallow my nut or yo’ friend a replacement (‘Placement)

Put her on her knees, yeah, I call that good graces

[Chorus: NLE Choppa]

Don’t be worried ’bout what we be doing

What we doing? Makin’ money

What they doing? Hatin’ on us (Hatin’ on us)

If they want it, take it from me (Take it)

What them other niggas doin’?

I don’t know ’cause I don’t stun ’em

Mind my business, on my momma

Fuck a nigga how I’m comin’

[Post-Chorus: NLE Choppa]

Big booty bitch, made her back her ass up (Back that ass up)

Shots out the switch made him bag ass man up (Bag his man up)

Say that she yo’ bitch, she my private dancer—

She said, “Come here,” she said, “Get here”

She said, “Stop playing, nigga, bring that dick here”

Ooh, I got bitches waitin’ to see me like a premiere

Ooh, and her mouth be full of semen, look like veneers

Ooh, don’t be worried ’bout what I’m doing, don’t be worried ’bout who I’m doing

Don’t be worried ’bout who I flew in, all these Percocet I’m chewin’

All these Birkin and this Louis got her twerking that lil’ booty

She said, “Throw that dick Lil Tunechi,” she gon’ catch it like a movie

I be X’ing bitches out, leave her at that nigga house

Never thought I’d leave my kids until I left them in her mouth

I be stretching bitches out, you be stressin’ bitches out

I’m like Lionel Messi, kickin’ messy bitches out

Girl, you workin’ with some ass hat, I smack it with my backhand

Ooh, she got that fat cat, I give that cat that cat scan

From a hot boy to a madman, that high-water or hell deep

Call him NLE, you can call me “Machiavelli”

Shirt off, Choppa on, Weezy baby, Babylon

I’m greedy, baby, Ramadan, I got my slimes with me, it’s a slimeathon

Wake up with Balenciaga, pyjamas on with two bitches

Check my phone, new pictures, I check your ass like the new Twitter (Tunechi)

[Chorus: NLE Choppa, NLE Choppa & Lil Wayne]

Don’t be worried ’bout what we be doing

What we doing? Making money

What they doing? Hating on us

If they want it, take it from me

What them other niggas doin’?

I don’t know ’cause I don’t stun ’em

Mind my business, on my momma

Fuck a nigga how I’m comin’

[Post-Chorus: NLE Choppa, Lil Wayne, NLE Choppa & Lil Wayne]

Big booty bitch, made her back her ass up (Back that ass up)

Shots out the switch, made him bag his man up (Bag his ass up)

Say that she yo’ bitch she my private dancer

You can call her phone and I’ll probably answer, nigga

[Outro: NLE Choppa & Lil Wayne]

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go (Haha, Mula, Baby)

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

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