What I Say?
Hear Me babe
All of my niggas be hatin
The be saying that you be faking
Acting like you been behaving
But you ain't involved no
Hear Me babe
Lately I been contemplatin
You know I love you like a crazy
My niggas they been sending pictures
When you fool around
What I say
Trustin this bitch over my friends
I wanna know what I say
Homies over hoes thats the shit my niggas always say
Yeah Yeah
In this moment I hope my homies wrong
Since they told me I see
You as kinda freak
Yeah I know my niggas they always have them all
Every time they tryna pull a chick
Girls just come they say they lit
They be talkin like they shit
They just fly don't walk on this
Have some wings instead of feet
You know commas they got it
They on cake cause they got cheese
Then they gotta friend like me
Regular romantic kid
Yeah
I don't flex
Not alot of exes
My camera don't flash
I'm not a guy so complexed
You know I don't baby
Never had a sidechick
So what I say
Can I say my homies hate
I be thinkin a lot about them pictures
You with other niggas
Thought you were between em
They shared you like pizza
I believe my hittas
They would never fake like this
You gotta tell me what I say
You or my G's yeah
Hear Me babe
All of my niggas be hatin
The be saying that you be faking
Acting like you been behaving
But you ain't involved no
All of my niggas be hatin
The be saying that you be faking
Acting like you been behaving
But you ain't involved no
Hear Me babe
Lately I been contemplatin
You know I love you like a crazy
My niggas they been sending pictures
When you fool around
What I say
Trustin this bitch over my friends
I wanna know what I say
Homies over hoes thats the shit my niggas always say
Yeah Yeah
In this moment I hope my homies wrong
Since they told me I see
You as kinda freak
Yeah I know my niggas they always have them all
Every time they tryna pull a chick
Girls just come they say they lit
They be talkin like they shit
They just fly don't walk on this
Have some wings instead of feet
You know commas they got it
They on cake cause they got cheese
Then they gotta friend like me
Regular romantic kid
Yeah
I don't flex
Not alot of exes
My camera don't flash
I'm not a guy so complexed
You know I don't baby
Never had a sidechick
So what I say
Can I say my homies hate
I be thinkin a lot about them pictures
You with other niggas
Thought you were between em
They shared you like pizza
I believe my hittas
They would never fake like this
You gotta tell me what I say
You or my G's yeah
Hear Me babe
All of my niggas be hatin
The be saying that you be faking
Acting like you been behaving
But you ain't involved no
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Writer(s): Tancredo Tivane
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