What Can I Say
Yeah
What can I say
What can I, What can I (Tch)
What can I, What can I (Tch)
What can I say
What can I, What can I say
What can I, What can I say
Working all day
I could teach you how to move
But you would just get in the way
This hoe like rosé
Introduced her to the Remy
She say she don't like how it taste
But she like to drink
I pop a RP then roll up that crud
I just smoke then I sink
I don't sip lean
But I be serving that Suzie
I got to give back to the fiends
Pop a lil bean now we turning up
DKNY bubble jacket I'm burning up
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Got me a gun, but I want me a hundred of em
Niggas done played me a couple times
I took a couple L's, but I still bounce back
What can I say, gotta bounce back
I know animals and I can tell them where to pounce at
You don't want beef we'll show you bout that combat
Take him Outback we'll feed him to a wombat
Young nigga smoking outta big pounds
Big rounds in this 4 0 they just hit crowns
Suppressor on the stick
It ain't making no sound
Nigga talking too tough
Take his ass to KickTown
Nigga better play it cool watch how he approach
Opps ain't Danny but they still be going ghost
I don't even bang but I still be with the folks
Play it too crazy you can get yo ass lost
Fucking wit the killers you can get yo ass Frost
If a nigga say you dead how the fuck he get a pass
He ain't worried bout his life
He could lose it in a Flash
Keep my head attached
I done lost it in the past
What can I say
What can I, What can I say
What can I, What can I say
Working all day
I could teach you how to move
But you would just get in the way
This hoe like Rosé
Introduced her to the Remy
She say she don't like how it taste
But she like to drink
I pop a RP then roll up that crud
I just smoke then I sink
I don't sip lean
But I be serving that suzie
I gotta give back to the fiends
Pop a lil bean now we turning up
DKNY bubble jacket I'm burning up
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Want me a gun
but I got me a hundred of em
Said he want smoke
We'll treat him like hash
Treat a gun like a whip
And the bullets like gas
Fill that hoe up let it go on they asses
Bro finger itching, but he don't got a rash
Bro finger itching, but he don't got a rash
What can I say
What can I, What can I say
What can I, What can I say
Working all day
I could teach you how to move
But you would just get in the way
This hoe like Rosé
Introduced her to the Remy
She say she don't like how it taste
But she like to drink
I pop a RP then roll up that crud
I just smoke then I sink
What can I say
What can I, What can I (Tch)
What can I, What can I (Tch)
What can I say
What can I, What can I say
What can I, What can I say
Working all day
I could teach you how to move
But you would just get in the way
This hoe like rosé
Introduced her to the Remy
She say she don't like how it taste
But she like to drink
I pop a RP then roll up that crud
I just smoke then I sink
I don't sip lean
But I be serving that Suzie
I got to give back to the fiends
Pop a lil bean now we turning up
DKNY bubble jacket I'm burning up
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Got me a gun, but I want me a hundred of em
Niggas done played me a couple times
I took a couple L's, but I still bounce back
What can I say, gotta bounce back
I know animals and I can tell them where to pounce at
You don't want beef we'll show you bout that combat
Take him Outback we'll feed him to a wombat
Young nigga smoking outta big pounds
Big rounds in this 4 0 they just hit crowns
Suppressor on the stick
It ain't making no sound
Nigga talking too tough
Take his ass to KickTown
Nigga better play it cool watch how he approach
Opps ain't Danny but they still be going ghost
I don't even bang but I still be with the folks
Play it too crazy you can get yo ass lost
Fucking wit the killers you can get yo ass Frost
If a nigga say you dead how the fuck he get a pass
He ain't worried bout his life
He could lose it in a Flash
Keep my head attached
I done lost it in the past
What can I say
What can I, What can I say
What can I, What can I say
Working all day
I could teach you how to move
But you would just get in the way
This hoe like Rosé
Introduced her to the Remy
She say she don't like how it taste
But she like to drink
I pop a RP then roll up that crud
I just smoke then I sink
I don't sip lean
But I be serving that suzie
I gotta give back to the fiends
Pop a lil bean now we turning up
DKNY bubble jacket I'm burning up
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Want me a gun
but I got me a hundred of em
Said he want smoke
We'll treat him like hash
Treat a gun like a whip
And the bullets like gas
Fill that hoe up let it go on they asses
Bro finger itching, but he don't got a rash
Bro finger itching, but he don't got a rash
What can I say
What can I, What can I say
What can I, What can I say
Working all day
I could teach you how to move
But you would just get in the way
This hoe like Rosé
Introduced her to the Remy
She say she don't like how it taste
But she like to drink
I pop a RP then roll up that crud
I just smoke then I sink
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Writer(s): Donovan Johnson
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