What You Say lyrics

by

DB.Boutabag


[Verse 1]
b*tch, I'm DB.Boutabag‚ all these n*ggas come in last
My big brother told me stack and put a hundred in my stashbox
My sh*t dope‚ you think I’m out here selling crack rock
If your b*tch chosing‚ free that b*tch off that padlock
Ayy, ayy, I don't want these b*tches‚ I just want Wock'
I’m tired of all that sneak dissin', what you say, n*gga?
Send some demons‚ make 'em pop out broad day, n*gga
You think you hard but you softer than some cake, n*gga
Call me Kaepernick how I really check that play, n*gga
Feel like Tony Hawk how I'm grinding for that cake, n*gga
For my racks, b*tch, I ain't never been all day, n*gga
And I got some Bay n*ggas, shoot you in your face, n*gga
f*ckin' with that n*gga talkin', stay in your place, n*gga
It be the internet talkin', they the blaze with it
I be with drillers, I don’t gotta catch no fade, n*gga
Leave him sick, shot slumped him, he need surgery
That boy bleedin’, b*tch, you better call the emergency

[Chorus]
I'm tired of all that sneak dissin’, what you say, n*gga?
Send some demons, make 'em pop out broad day, n*gga
You think you hard but you softer than some cake, n*gga
Call me Kaepernick how I really check that play, n*gga

[Verse 2]
Kimbo, loafin', get him gone, let the nick blow
It's a go, better let me know, n*gga, ten-four
My n*ggas play with Glocks, what you clutchin’ on that SIG for?
Ayy, what you clutchin' on that SIG for?
You ain't a threat, bullets smoke a n*gga like a cigarette
Talking like your n*ggas hard but they ain't really into that
My n*ggas really pulling cards and pop out where your n*ggas at
I need a bag, f*ck is goin' on with this chitty-chat?
Bust about my cheese, I don't really do the tit-for-tat
Who is that? I'ma take his b*tch, he won't get her back (He can't get her back)
I'ma take his b*tch, he won't get her back (He can't get her back)
Who is that? he won't get her back (He can't get her back)
[Chorus]
I'm tired of all that sneak dissin', what you say, n*gga?
Send some demons, make 'em pop out broad day, n*gga
You think you hard but you softer than some cake, n*gga
Call me Kaepernick how I really check...
Make 'em pop out broad day, n*gga (Ah)
Ayy, but you softer than some cake, n*gga (Ah)
Call me Kaepernick how I really check that play, n*gga (It's a go)

[Outro]
Ayy, and we lurkin' where you stay, n*gga (It's a go)
These b*tches on me, in my face, n*gga (Green)
Don't give a f*ck about the b*tch, I just erase n*ggas
Ayy, and yeah, you know I'm tryna race n*ggas (Bop)
Switching on these lames, and yeah, f*ck, f*ck the jakes, n*gga
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