[Lyric] Quiet Game (Ouija Macc)

(Devereaux)

[Chorus]
We ain't gotta speak
We ain't gotta say shit
I've been on a creep
Opposition ain't shit
Blame it on the street
Stomping on the fake shit
We ain't gotta speak
We ain't gotta say shit
I've been on a creep
I'ma keep the flame lit
I'ma keep the heat
No more hesitation
Blame it on the broke boys telling me I ain't shit (ain't shit)
(You got demons fucking with your head. Like when I'm dead)

[Verse 1]
Where the fuck were you when I was on the move
Saying you was down but you know it ain't true
I was in the kitchen ain't nobody come through (nah)
Y'all ain't help me cook but now you wanna eat the stew
Hold up bitch
I ain't got nothing for you bitch nobody talking to you
I do what I wanna do now you do what they want you to do
You act like you crazy but there ain't no voices talking to you
Don't no demons want you at night
There's nobody bothering you
Leave me the fuck alone
It's too late for you to come around
(Devereaux)
Oh you blowing up my phone now
Something that you gotta know now
[Chorus]
We ain't gotta speak
We ain't gotta say shit
I've been on a creep
I'ma keep the flame lit
I'ma keep the heat
Opposition ain't shit
Blame it on the street
Stomping on the fake shit
We ain't gotta speak
We ain't gotta say shit
I've been on a creep
I'ma keep the flame lit
I'ma keep the heat
No more hesitation
Blame it on the broke boys telling me I ain't shit (ain't shit)

(Oh you don't fuck with this. Bitch made motherfuckers ain't suppose to fuck with this. Shits for the real ones. Let's ride!)

[Verse 2]
Look at my skin
Perfectly pale
Smell on the wind
Perfectly stale
Smell like death
Smell like fresh
My dead body smell like "Yes!"
I will not follow no one
I'm bout to hollow through one
I have a cyanide pill I'm thinking about swallowing one
I smell a bitch so chances are you are probably one
Ouija go nuts in case you're thinking about swallowing some (mmm)
[Chorus]