He Say She Say

I don't care what he say or she say
If they not talking money,
I suggest you don't speak Ayy
I'm gassed up like a speedway
I'm gassed like some weed Ayy,
But coli on a weed break, ayy
Fuck with me, R.I.P., ayy
I'm pulling out the broom, I'm finna sweep like a sweepstake

I can't take no bitch on the dinner date I'm fuckin' for the free
Guess lul coli is a cheapskate, bitch I'm a dog, fuck a leash, ayy
Bitches on my dick just like some motherfuckin' fleas, ayy
Get up off my dick and let me breathe, ayy Before I let it spray just like a bottle of Febreze, ayy

I do it with the Ease, this shit easy Brody slappin' girl just like his name was Chris Breezy
Rollin' up that dope just like a sleeve, ayy Y'all was playin' checkers, this is chess, nigga, checkmate
Okay, my brody call me Coli Col ride the beat like Rodeo
No, I don't fuck with broken hoes, I'm the one that broke that hoe

Demon shit like Ichigo, I talk quick like Minato
I got all these fuckin' hoes, feel like Issey Hiyodo,
Coli watch that anime, all my bitches cosplay
You don't like this shit I say? Okay, you should stay away

I heard they was sleepin' on me, now it's time to stay awake
I just fucked this nigga bae, don't know her from a can of paint
Oh, you just a broke nigga? Coli coli can't relate
Told that bitch to cry lake, feel like Justin Timberlake

I got dough, but I don't bake, man, this shit a piece of cake
Niggas tryna ride the wave, he don't got the right of way
Uh, I don't care what he say or she say
If They not talkin' money, I suggest you don't speak, ayy
Shut the fuck up
Uh, I'm gassed up like a speedway
I'm gassed like some weed, ayy, but Coli on a weed break
Fuck with me, R.I.P., ayy
I'm pullin' out the broom, I'm finna sweep like a sweepstake

I can't take no bitch on the dinner date, I'm fuckin' for the free
Guess lul Coli is a cheapskate, bitch
I'm a dog, fuck a leash, ayy
Bitches on my dick just like some motherfuckin' fleas, ayy

Get up off my dick and let me breathe, ayy
Before I let it spray just like a bottle of Febreze, ayy
Mister Sir Shlime thirty-three times
I can't have one Hoe lil' Coli Col, gon' need like three wives

Bitch, N.C.G, them the fuckin guys
My bros a never fold, that I know, they ain't switchin' sides
Bitch, we in this bitch for life, no cap till I fuckin' die
No cap, I can't fuckin' lie, no cap till I'm in the sky

This bitch think she really mine, I'm just givin' bitches pipe
I don't got no fuckin' type, Coli like what Coli like
Coli got expensive taste, but I don't do dinner dates
No cap till I'm in the grave, no cap till my last date

Nigga said he want some smoke, smoke like a black ayy
Put him in a ashtray, give that boy a band-aid
Ayy, this shit too easy, I'm too used to this
Choppa so damn big its so damn big, I can't even shoot that bitch

Loco Pollo, bring that chicken in
I was smoking loud, that's how I know you niggas listenin



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Writer(s): Colion Henderson
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