Intro (Spoken): I don’t gotta yell to be heard I don’t chase hoes — they follow silence See, simp boys make noise Real macks just adjust the volume of the room [drum fills] [Verse 1] She asked me why I don’t talk much — I said that’s how I win Ain’t no need to shout when I pull up in these wheels Respect don’t need no echo — game speaks for itself(don't need no echo) You heard a rumor? That’s cute — now watch me build some wealth (i'm watchin'!) Oh! [Chorus] Silence sharp like gators on the floor Speak when it’s money at the door Let the noise boys run they mouth Mack walk in and shut the South (Just shut Yer Mouth) [musical interlude] (yeah) shut it [Verse 2] She thought I ain’t notice her playin' games with the cash But quiet men catch lies just like glass I ain’t blow up — I built slow Game don’t need glitter when your name already gold [Drum breaks] Bridge (Spoken): You ever seen a panther scream in the jungle? Nah — he moves quiet and still leaves a body These cats too loud with nothin’ to say (mmmmm) I let my silence buy condos and custom gator boots Talkbox ain’t a toy — it’s a tool (oo oo tooool) Now let me teach you somethin’ soft (It ain't Hardware..) Oh! [Chorus] Silence — that’s how kings stay fed Talk when the rest of them beg (oooooo) Cool breeze, clean cut — no shame Skinny Mack, the coldest in the game (He's the coldest) [musical interlude] Ugh! [Chorus] Silence — that’s how kings stay fed Talk when the rest of them beg (oooooo) Cool breeze, clean cut — no shame Skinny Mack, the coldest in the game (He's the coldest) (yeah - the coldest...) [musical interlude] [Drum breaks] Bridge (Spoken): You ever seen a panther scream in the jungle? Nah — he moves quiet and still leaves a body These cats too loud with nothin’ to say (mmmmm) I let my silence buy condos and custom gator boots Talkbox ain’t a toy — it’s a tool (oo oo tooool) Now let me teach you somethin’ soft (It ain't Hardware..) [Drum breaks] Oh! [Chorus] Silence — that’s how kings stay fed Talk when the rest of them beg (oooooo) Cool breeze, clean cut — no shame Skinny Mack, the coldest in the game (He's the coldest) [musical interlude] Ugh! [Chorus] Silence — that’s how kings stay fed Talk when the rest of them beg (oooooo) Cool breeze, clean cut — no shame Skinny Mack, the coldest in the game (He's the coldest) (yeah - the coldest...) The coldest in the Game... [Soulful ending]
