Say Dat
Just say dat
ATL, I'm on the way back
This ain't no regular Benz, this a Maybach
Got me sum motion I'm gettin' my wave back
They tried to copy the style, but I paved that
I feel alive when I'm sippin' the Hi-Tech
If somebody pass me the blunt I'm gon' face that
Swear they be broke and I hate that for ya
I be rockin shit that y'all can't afford
This a fuckin cobra, ain no regular Ford
N I can't go outside unless I got my Jansport
Open up my bag, I got some zips to transport
Got my chains on, she got all my chains on hoe
They think we friends, but I swear we go insane on the low
I got 6 bad hoes in the Durango
S-R-Fuckin-T bitch I don't play tho
We don't gotta fuck, like I can't be cool with a bitch
I swear y'all be stupid as shit
I'm goin' up, goin' stupid and shit
Can't fuck with a delusional bitch
I swear they confusin' and shit
She loves to talk, give the boot to a bitch
I'll kick a hoe out, she runnin' her mouth
She won't ever come back to the crib
Just say dat
ATL, I'm on the way back
This ain't no regular Benz, this a Maybach
Got me sum motion I'm gettin' my wave back
They tried to copy the style, but I paved that
I feel alive when I'm sippin' the Hi-Tech
If somebody pass me the blunt I'm gon' face that
Swear they be broke and I hate that for ya
Told my bro, I'm gon' keep going
Won't turn my back, too paranoid
I get so high, to mute the voice
I had to learn the hard way for real
I'm droppin' bands to go outta state jus cuz they can't for real
(Let's) go band for band, bitch I got bank
Your shit is on E, bitch I got gas up in my tank
And I ain't talkin' about just cars bitch, I'm still talkin' about everything
It's okay to have a job as long as u still chasing your dreams
You gotta get it somehow cuz ain shi gon come da free
If you ain't showin' no love, get the fuck around from me
Just say dat
ATL, I'm on the way back
This ain't no regular Benz, this a Maybach
Got me sum motion I'm gettin' my wave back
They tried to copy the style, but I paved that
I feel alive when I'm sippin' the Hi-Tech
If somebody pass me the blunt I'm gon' face that
Swear they be broke and I hate that for ya
I be rockin shit that y'all can't afford
This a fuckin cobra, ain no regular Ford
N I can't go outside unless I got my Jansport
Open up my bag, I got some zips to transport
ATL, I'm on the way back
This ain't no regular Benz, this a Maybach
Got me sum motion I'm gettin' my wave back
They tried to copy the style, but I paved that
I feel alive when I'm sippin' the Hi-Tech
If somebody pass me the blunt I'm gon' face that
Swear they be broke and I hate that for ya
I be rockin shit that y'all can't afford
This a fuckin cobra, ain no regular Ford
N I can't go outside unless I got my Jansport
Open up my bag, I got some zips to transport
Got my chains on, she got all my chains on hoe
They think we friends, but I swear we go insane on the low
I got 6 bad hoes in the Durango
S-R-Fuckin-T bitch I don't play tho
We don't gotta fuck, like I can't be cool with a bitch
I swear y'all be stupid as shit
I'm goin' up, goin' stupid and shit
Can't fuck with a delusional bitch
I swear they confusin' and shit
She loves to talk, give the boot to a bitch
I'll kick a hoe out, she runnin' her mouth
She won't ever come back to the crib
Just say dat
ATL, I'm on the way back
This ain't no regular Benz, this a Maybach
Got me sum motion I'm gettin' my wave back
They tried to copy the style, but I paved that
I feel alive when I'm sippin' the Hi-Tech
If somebody pass me the blunt I'm gon' face that
Swear they be broke and I hate that for ya
Told my bro, I'm gon' keep going
Won't turn my back, too paranoid
I get so high, to mute the voice
I had to learn the hard way for real
I'm droppin' bands to go outta state jus cuz they can't for real
(Let's) go band for band, bitch I got bank
Your shit is on E, bitch I got gas up in my tank
And I ain't talkin' about just cars bitch, I'm still talkin' about everything
It's okay to have a job as long as u still chasing your dreams
You gotta get it somehow cuz ain shi gon come da free
If you ain't showin' no love, get the fuck around from me
Just say dat
ATL, I'm on the way back
This ain't no regular Benz, this a Maybach
Got me sum motion I'm gettin' my wave back
They tried to copy the style, but I paved that
I feel alive when I'm sippin' the Hi-Tech
If somebody pass me the blunt I'm gon' face that
Swear they be broke and I hate that for ya
I be rockin shit that y'all can't afford
This a fuckin cobra, ain no regular Ford
N I can't go outside unless I got my Jansport
Open up my bag, I got some zips to transport
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Writer(s): Jacob Taylor
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