Say So
What about an H at the end of Killa
Talk shit, run up with a draco
INF going where you can't go
I'ma run it up, get the pesos
Now hoes doing what I say so
So how 'bout you dance to the music
So how 'bout you dance to the music
So how 'bout you dance to the music
So how 'bout you dance to the music
Uh, so how 'bout you dance to the music
Yeah, huh, so how 'bout you dance to the music
Scat in the pack, racks in the back
Got them boys looking mad walking past who is that
At the spot where we at the capacity max
Please don't try to pull up, bitch it's gonna be a wrap
Bitch I'm counting mula in the muhfuckin' trap
You ain't gon' do none, I'm the muhfuckin' mack
Got your bitch doing something in the muhfuckin' bed
I'm rich loser bitch you know I get a bag
Yeah I might lose her but you know I get her back
I could get a new her ordered like a Uber
And I'm feeling super 'cause she call me master
Ain't even have to ask her I just put it past her
This ain't no Mini Cooper, bitch I'm going faster
And your bitch a trooper, had to outlast her
Swear I had to nuke her, she ain't fit the picture
Swear I had to nuke her, she ain't fit the picture
Talk shit, run up with a draco
INF going where you can't go
I'ma run it up, get the pesos
Now hoes doing what I say so
So how 'bout you dance to the music
So how 'bout you dance to the music
So how 'bout you dance to the music
So how 'bout you dance to the music
Uh, so how 'bout you dance to the music
Yeah, huh, so how 'bout you dance to the music
Talk shit, run up with a draco
INF going where you can't go
I'ma run it up, get the pesos
Now hoes doing what I say so
So how 'bout you dance to the music
So how 'bout you dance to the music
So how 'bout you dance to the music
So how 'bout you dance to the music
Uh, so how 'bout you dance to the music
Yeah, huh, so how 'bout you dance to the music
Scat in the pack, racks in the back
Got them boys looking mad walking past who is that
At the spot where we at the capacity max
Please don't try to pull up, bitch it's gonna be a wrap
Bitch I'm counting mula in the muhfuckin' trap
You ain't gon' do none, I'm the muhfuckin' mack
Got your bitch doing something in the muhfuckin' bed
I'm rich loser bitch you know I get a bag
Yeah I might lose her but you know I get her back
I could get a new her ordered like a Uber
And I'm feeling super 'cause she call me master
Ain't even have to ask her I just put it past her
This ain't no Mini Cooper, bitch I'm going faster
And your bitch a trooper, had to outlast her
Swear I had to nuke her, she ain't fit the picture
Swear I had to nuke her, she ain't fit the picture
Talk shit, run up with a draco
INF going where you can't go
I'ma run it up, get the pesos
Now hoes doing what I say so
So how 'bout you dance to the music
So how 'bout you dance to the music
So how 'bout you dance to the music
So how 'bout you dance to the music
Uh, so how 'bout you dance to the music
Yeah, huh, so how 'bout you dance to the music
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