​she say! lyrics

by

tana



[Intro: Yung Fazo]
She say I'm too cool, I'm too fly, look at my swag
I got too much cash, walking in Saks, I pop tags now (Yeah)
Look at my fit, look at my drip, look at my swag
'Member I was broke, yeah, I had to go get this-

[Chorus: Yung Fazo]
She say I'm too cool, I'm too fly, look at my swag now
I got too much cash, walking in Saks, I pop tags now (Yeah)
Look at my fit, look at my drip, look at my swag now
'Member I was broke, yeah, I had to go get this bag now
Did this sh*t myself, I ain't never gon' take no handouts
Tell her buss it down, yeah, on some real sh*t (Yeah)
I'm tryna feel sh*t, you know my brothers kill sh*t (Yeah)
On some drill sh*t, she gon' pull up, and get di*k

[Post-Chorus: Yung Fazo]
Suicidal, she gon' slit wrist (Yeah)
See me and she asked if I missed this (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Yung Fazo]
Early I have for this doubled up, what did just lift this
I just be going too fast, the whip is just stick shift (Yeah)
Tell hеr that I really love her, I don’t mеan it
All of this ice on my neck, the brand new Patek, yeah it got me sea sick
Mama told me not to flex, but I learned to flex, it feel like I'm dreamin'
Had to go run up a check and she double back, 'cause she want the semen
[Verse 2: tana]
I'm finna bust on her back, and pull on her tracks, that lil' ho screamin’
These bum broke n*ggas mad, ‘cause we countin' cash, n*ggas think we beefin’ (Yeah)
Glockie in my lap, if you want the smoke, you can catch a beatin’ (Mmh)
And I got a 14, I got that gas, and that [?]
I sleep with that gat, in case they run in while I’m sleepin'
And the choppa, bullet goin’ blatt
When I’m at yo trap, b*tch, watch how I sneak in (Yeah)
Pick your b*tch up in the Rover, she rockin’ the robe, and now we sleepin’
I could tell from the start that, that ho was on go, I gave her the blunt, she was chiefin'
Woah, oh, oh, oh (Yeah)
b*tch, I’ma motherf*ckin’ rockstar
Pop out with that guitar, n*ggas think I’ma popstar
Try to run, he won’t go far, yeah

[Chorus: Yung Fazo]
She say I'm too cool, I'm too fly, look at my swag now
I got too much cash, walking Saks, I pop tags now (Yeah)
Look at my fit, look at my drip, look at my swag now
'Member I was broke, yeah, I have to get this bags now
Did this sh*t myself, I ain't never gon' take no handouts
Tell her buss it down, yeah, on some real sh*t (Yeah)
I'm tryna feel sh*t, you know my brothers kill sh*t (Yeah)
On some drill sh*t, she gon' pull up, and get di*k
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