I Say What
Yeah, we get the OBP
Out they body
We on, we on, we on, we on
I say what, can I do to shut you up
This bitch be yapping
She be yapping, she be yapping way too much
Way too much
But she a slut
Know how to fuck
I'm out my body, I'm tripping right now
I smoke exotic
That shit from the cartel
Shoutout my migo que paso way
I get it right from the port
We getting mula, a lot of cake
I ain't having no baby abort
Look at myself like the president
Militant moving around, I be cautious
She like the way I be flossing
Got that bitch wet, watering like a faucet
Its getting late, I had a long day
Done with dealing with you, I cannot stay
You being petty for all the wrong reasons
I ain't tryna fight with you, don't give me a reason
It's getting cold outside
It's getting dark early
Running fast, I'm tryna save me
I been lost in the evil I see
I been pushing away from the people I need
Mentally I ain't been free
Mentally I been at sea
Smokin and humming to beats
Always getting so mad
Tell her to shut up
I don't wanna hear you talking
She suck the nut up
So I cannot keep her blocked
I say what, can I do to shut you up
This bitch be yapping
She be yapping, she be yapping way too much
Way too much
But she a slut
Know how to fuck
I'm out my body, I'm tripping right now
I smoke exotic
That shit from the cartel
Shoutout my migo que paso way
I get it right from the port
We getting mula, a lot of cake
I ain't having no baby abort
Out they body
We on, we on, we on, we on
I say what, can I do to shut you up
This bitch be yapping
She be yapping, she be yapping way too much
Way too much
But she a slut
Know how to fuck
I'm out my body, I'm tripping right now
I smoke exotic
That shit from the cartel
Shoutout my migo que paso way
I get it right from the port
We getting mula, a lot of cake
I ain't having no baby abort
Look at myself like the president
Militant moving around, I be cautious
She like the way I be flossing
Got that bitch wet, watering like a faucet
Its getting late, I had a long day
Done with dealing with you, I cannot stay
You being petty for all the wrong reasons
I ain't tryna fight with you, don't give me a reason
It's getting cold outside
It's getting dark early
Running fast, I'm tryna save me
I been lost in the evil I see
I been pushing away from the people I need
Mentally I ain't been free
Mentally I been at sea
Smokin and humming to beats
Always getting so mad
Tell her to shut up
I don't wanna hear you talking
She suck the nut up
So I cannot keep her blocked
I say what, can I do to shut you up
This bitch be yapping
She be yapping, she be yapping way too much
Way too much
But she a slut
Know how to fuck
I'm out my body, I'm tripping right now
I smoke exotic
That shit from the cartel
Shoutout my migo que paso way
I get it right from the port
We getting mula, a lot of cake
I ain't having no baby abort
Credits
Writer(s): Kam Tor, Prodby Chef9, Prodby Jug
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