Say My Name
Grah (Damn, Stryder got that heat for real)
It's big Wok in the building, y'already know the vibes
43 shit, everything flamed
Like Wok! (Why they sayin' my name?)
Grah, Ahh!
Why they sayin' my name but they never perform (At all)
Suck my dick, y'all don't ever put on (Word to bro)
Call up a thot, hit him with a snap, like
Omg, that boy is a ghost (He dead)
Forever doley, stickin' to the code
And I'm gettin' my bread, so you know I got poles (Grah)
Set up the function, I'd rather have hoes
If you suckin' my dick, she'll take it out ya' throat, let's go (Like damn)
Here go the opps
I got the drop, he was tryin' to get top (Like what?)
When we run in the spot, it's everybody shot, like (Grah)
Don't try to run, I'm backin' out the knocks, on bro (Grah-grah-boom)
I remember my heart got broke (That's right)
Why the fuck would I give her my all? (Like why?)
And I'm missin' like all of my bros (Like damn)
Doin' drills, just a way to cope (Uh-huh)
And I wish I could just be a regular kid (I wish)
But if I was, I wouldn't be shit (At all)
Who gon' do what? I don't care what you did (Ahh!)
I'm not dissin' the opps 'cause they restin' in piss
Switchin' my crib, I had no where to live (At all)
All by myself and it's really like this
Backdoor me, you get hit with the grip (On bro)
And I'm big Ebk, so you know I'm gon' click
Grah, grah-grah-boom
Like Ahh!
Everything Flamed (43)
Why they sayin' my name but they never put on, like
And she sayin' my name, like put me in a song, like (Like ahh!)
Why they sayin' my name but they never perform (At all)
Suck my dick, y'all don't ever put on (Word to bro)
Call up a thot, hit him with a snap, like
Omg, that boy is a ghost (He dead)
Forever doley, stickin' to the code
And I'm gettin' my bread, so you know I got poles (Grah)
Set up the function, I'd rather have hoes
If you suckin' my dick, she'll take it out ya' throat, let's go (Like damn)
Here go the opps
I got the drop, he was tryin' to get top (Like what?)
When we run in the spot, it's everybody shot, like (Grah)
Don't try to run, I'm backin' out the knocks, on bro (Grah-grah-boom)
I remember my heart got broke (That's right)
Why the fuck would I give her my all? (Like why?)
And I'm missin' like all of my bros (Like damn)
Doin' drills, just a way to cope (Uh-huh)
It's big Wok in the building, y'already know the vibes
43 shit, everything flamed
Like Wok! (Why they sayin' my name?)
Grah, Ahh!
Why they sayin' my name but they never perform (At all)
Suck my dick, y'all don't ever put on (Word to bro)
Call up a thot, hit him with a snap, like
Omg, that boy is a ghost (He dead)
Forever doley, stickin' to the code
And I'm gettin' my bread, so you know I got poles (Grah)
Set up the function, I'd rather have hoes
If you suckin' my dick, she'll take it out ya' throat, let's go (Like damn)
Here go the opps
I got the drop, he was tryin' to get top (Like what?)
When we run in the spot, it's everybody shot, like (Grah)
Don't try to run, I'm backin' out the knocks, on bro (Grah-grah-boom)
I remember my heart got broke (That's right)
Why the fuck would I give her my all? (Like why?)
And I'm missin' like all of my bros (Like damn)
Doin' drills, just a way to cope (Uh-huh)
And I wish I could just be a regular kid (I wish)
But if I was, I wouldn't be shit (At all)
Who gon' do what? I don't care what you did (Ahh!)
I'm not dissin' the opps 'cause they restin' in piss
Switchin' my crib, I had no where to live (At all)
All by myself and it's really like this
Backdoor me, you get hit with the grip (On bro)
And I'm big Ebk, so you know I'm gon' click
Grah, grah-grah-boom
Like Ahh!
Everything Flamed (43)
Why they sayin' my name but they never put on, like
And she sayin' my name, like put me in a song, like (Like ahh!)
Why they sayin' my name but they never perform (At all)
Suck my dick, y'all don't ever put on (Word to bro)
Call up a thot, hit him with a snap, like
Omg, that boy is a ghost (He dead)
Forever doley, stickin' to the code
And I'm gettin' my bread, so you know I got poles (Grah)
Set up the function, I'd rather have hoes
If you suckin' my dick, she'll take it out ya' throat, let's go (Like damn)
Here go the opps
I got the drop, he was tryin' to get top (Like what?)
When we run in the spot, it's everybody shot, like (Grah)
Don't try to run, I'm backin' out the knocks, on bro (Grah-grah-boom)
I remember my heart got broke (That's right)
Why the fuck would I give her my all? (Like why?)
And I'm missin' like all of my bros (Like damn)
Doin' drills, just a way to cope (Uh-huh)
Credits
Writer(s): Cezar Poiata
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