Say What U Mean
Super Good
Saaaayyy
Say
Saaaayyy
Say
Back from the land of funk
With a native man
Keep that blam in the truck (Ok)
Two bad shorties and a gram of skunk
Just pass that grass
Let a homie get a puff
I could never have me enough of the freaky super-gushy stuff
Sweet like honey get a cookie crunch
One taste and the whole land will erupt
If I had the blam on tuck (Pull it out)
Then you got your hands on up (On God)
Pull up in that rambo truck (Like Uhh)
Better get your bands on up (One time)
If I had the blam on tuck (Pull it out)
Then you got your hands on up (On God)
Pull up in that rambo truck (Like Uhh)
Better get your bands on up
Saaaayyy
Say
Saaaayyy
Say
Say what you mean
Say what's really on your mind (Mind mind)
Cause I got the feeling that we just running out of time
Do not bite your tongue for me
You better say what you want from me (Want from me)
Cause I don't have time
You got words on your mind
It's no time to be shy, nigga
Tell the world to look out for me
Screaming loud from the balcony
I turned nothing to something
I got you all jumping
I call that bitch alchemy
Got some weight on my salary
Plus the casa really look like a gallery
Murakami Basquiat for the vanity
Baby say I'm flexing burning up calories
But if I say everything
Feel like the feds will be after me
Papparazzi chasing me like your majesty
Crash my car and turn this all to a tragedy
Saaaayyy
Say
Saaaayyy
Say
Say what you mean
Say what's really on your mind
Cause I got the feeling that we just running out of time
Say what you mean
Say what's really on your mind
Cause I got the feeling that we just running out of time
Say what you mean
Say what's really on your mind
(What's on your mind?)
Cause I got the feeling that we just running out of time
(I ain't got not time)
Say what's really on your mind
(What's on your mind?)
Cause I got the feeling that we just running out of time
Saaaayyy
Say
Saaaayyy
Say
Saaaayyy
Say
Saaaayyy
Say
Saaaayyy
Say
Saaaayyy
Say
Back from the land of funk
With a native man
Keep that blam in the truck (Ok)
Two bad shorties and a gram of skunk
Just pass that grass
Let a homie get a puff
I could never have me enough of the freaky super-gushy stuff
Sweet like honey get a cookie crunch
One taste and the whole land will erupt
If I had the blam on tuck (Pull it out)
Then you got your hands on up (On God)
Pull up in that rambo truck (Like Uhh)
Better get your bands on up (One time)
If I had the blam on tuck (Pull it out)
Then you got your hands on up (On God)
Pull up in that rambo truck (Like Uhh)
Better get your bands on up
Saaaayyy
Say
Saaaayyy
Say
Say what you mean
Say what's really on your mind (Mind mind)
Cause I got the feeling that we just running out of time
Do not bite your tongue for me
You better say what you want from me (Want from me)
Cause I don't have time
You got words on your mind
It's no time to be shy, nigga
Tell the world to look out for me
Screaming loud from the balcony
I turned nothing to something
I got you all jumping
I call that bitch alchemy
Got some weight on my salary
Plus the casa really look like a gallery
Murakami Basquiat for the vanity
Baby say I'm flexing burning up calories
But if I say everything
Feel like the feds will be after me
Papparazzi chasing me like your majesty
Crash my car and turn this all to a tragedy
Saaaayyy
Say
Saaaayyy
Say
Say what you mean
Say what's really on your mind
Cause I got the feeling that we just running out of time
Say what you mean
Say what's really on your mind
Cause I got the feeling that we just running out of time
Say what you mean
Say what's really on your mind
(What's on your mind?)
Cause I got the feeling that we just running out of time
(I ain't got not time)
Say what's really on your mind
(What's on your mind?)
Cause I got the feeling that we just running out of time
Saaaayyy
Say
Saaaayyy
Say
Saaaayyy
Say
Saaaayyy
Say
Credits
Writer(s): Julian Kenneth Nixon, Ayana Alexander, Jared Lee, Julia Potocnik, Sean Cook
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