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Juice Wrld - Dont Talk To Me Remix Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Yeah
Ayy, what Blac Youngsta tell them hoes? (Toot toot)

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Durk]
I can't get enough of it, all of this jealousy
I had a petty bitch, you can do better things
Smoke gas, kerosene, three roll, wedding ring
In my DM meddlin', off the X, that ecstasy

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Seven hundred for the Vetements, I'm a boss, not a gentleman
All my hoes intelligent, can't set me up, Tori Brixx
I like my bitches lit, I spend a bag of checks
Ecstasy, Tesla, Amiri jeans fetish
Look at my world, let's get in to it, look at this lean, addicted to it
While he off the leaf, embalming fluid, shoppin' spree, I overdo it, yeah
Stick talk stick talk (Chick chick, bang), sneak diss, this stick talk (Chick chick, bang)
I don't talk, just stick talk (Chick chick, bang), I'm with niggas that stick talk (Brrah)
Go to Europe to get all the euros, yes sir, designer apparel
Chapo, need to find the heroin, broke bitch, that vibe'll kill you
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Durk]
I can't get enough of it, all of this jealousy
I had a petty bitch, you can do better things
Smoke gas, kerosene, three roll, wedding ring
In my DM meddlin', off the X, that ecstasy

[Verse 2: Gunna]
I can't get enough of it (Can't get enough of it), I shootout in public (I shootout in public)
My soda is bubbly (Soda is bubbly), my chest and neck watery (Chest and neck watery)
I turned to a better me, the Hellcat got hella speed
She want methamphetamines (Yeah), hope you don't never leave (Hope you don't never leave)
I'm movin' like Billy Jean (Like Billy Jean), a leopard Amiri jeans (Yeah)
D&G but I've been a king (I've been a king), family, you can't get between (You can't get between)
Don't you please try to intervene, Gunna drippin' by any means (By any means)
Elliot got my jewelry clean (My jewelry clean), got a rose and white wedding ring (White wedding ring)
I married the presidents (The presidents), I ain't leavin' no evidence (No evidence)
Slimy life, I'm not scared of shit (Nah), fuck her face let her eat the dick (Let her eat the dick)
Can't deny, that's just what it is (Yeah), I'ma take care of my brother's kids (My brother's kids)
Got it out of a muddy ditch (Yeah), we done brought all the hundreds in (The hundreds in)
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)

[Verse 3: Juice WRLD]
Dunk on a bitch like John Wall, codeine, no Cristal
Ball on a bitch like Chris Paul, made money, I'm pissed off
Your bitch gave me a blowjob, and you kissed her
I just been runnin' the dough up, early the money, no hold up
Codeine my cup, ain't no Folgers, she crack that shit like a soldier
I sell rock to your momma, rockstar, whippin' the rock up
He say he gon' pull up, he don't want no drama, mobbin' with them shooters
Get to the cake, no birthday, I overlap these niggas, first place
Shoot a fuck nigga in the air with a AK
Should've never been around here in the first place
These .50 cal, earthquake, run up a check like, wow, relay
I'm on top right now, gettin' top from a thot, can't talk right now, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me)
[Post-Chorus: Lil Durk]
I can't get enough of it, all of this jealousy
I had a petty bitch, you can do better things
Smoke gas, kerosene, three roll, wedding ring
In my DM meddlin', off the X, that ecstasy