Say They Love Me
Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah, whoa, whoa
Hold up, hold up
Oh my god, luke
Pull up, baby, look at my drip
Pull up, baby, look at my crib
Pull up, baby, wanna swallow my kids
She wanna make a vid
They say, hold up, DS Slid
Yeah, I started off as mid
Now I make a song every night
Mess with it until it's right
Only drop if it is fire
Freezing the wok, turn it to slushy
All these bitches say they love me
Yeah, but I cannot be cuffing
Yeah, most these hoes disgusting
Berry blast, I be puffing
Making something out of nothing
Please don't get in my way
Cause the Glock got something to say
And you know I'ma let it talk
Ezzy said that we at the top
10k in one week
And it's all from selling wok
I cannot stop, came from the bottom
Lot of distractions, I need to block em
Don't look at my phone
Cause it get me out my zone
Slaves with the chains
Ezzy be toting them thangs
Like those shoes on the power lines
I'ma let you hang
You lames cannot hang
Please stay in your lane
Been through love, know it's pain
No pain, no gain
Brand new Rari, switching lanes
Switch it up on you lames
Pull up, baby, look at my crib
Pull up, baby, wanna swallow my kids
She wanna make a vid
They say, hold up DS slid
Yeah, I started off as mid
Now I make a song every night
Mess with it until it's right
Only drop if it is fire
Freeze on the wok, turn into slushy
All these bitches say they love me
Yeah, but I cannot be cuffing
Yeah, most of these hoes disgusting
Berry blast, I be puffing
Making something out of nothing
Hold up, hold up
Oh my god, luke
Pull up, baby, look at my drip
Pull up, baby, look at my crib
Pull up, baby, wanna swallow my kids
She wanna make a vid
They say, hold up, DS Slid
Yeah, I started off as mid
Now I make a song every night
Mess with it until it's right
Only drop if it is fire
Freezing the wok, turn it to slushy
All these bitches say they love me
Yeah, but I cannot be cuffing
Yeah, most these hoes disgusting
Berry blast, I be puffing
Making something out of nothing
Please don't get in my way
Cause the Glock got something to say
And you know I'ma let it talk
Ezzy said that we at the top
10k in one week
And it's all from selling wok
I cannot stop, came from the bottom
Lot of distractions, I need to block em
Don't look at my phone
Cause it get me out my zone
Slaves with the chains
Ezzy be toting them thangs
Like those shoes on the power lines
I'ma let you hang
You lames cannot hang
Please stay in your lane
Been through love, know it's pain
No pain, no gain
Brand new Rari, switching lanes
Switch it up on you lames
Pull up, baby, look at my crib
Pull up, baby, wanna swallow my kids
She wanna make a vid
They say, hold up DS slid
Yeah, I started off as mid
Now I make a song every night
Mess with it until it's right
Only drop if it is fire
Freeze on the wok, turn into slushy
All these bitches say they love me
Yeah, but I cannot be cuffing
Yeah, most of these hoes disgusting
Berry blast, I be puffing
Making something out of nothing
Credits
Writer(s): Dead Staff
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