Lyrics to Say Dat
Indigo
Okay Embasin, whatever
3-4 double o
TTB
Fuck what you heard, what you know lil' nigga
Wrist iceberg, light show lil' nigga
Gotta ass, an ice pick, she a gold digger
Shawty got curves, but the racks got figures
Y'all ain't tryna work, tryna take pictures
Don't chase money, y'all just chase bitches
This that rich shit, tailor-fitted
Combat boots [?]
Keep it cool hunnid in a hot pink fitted
Scorsese, I make movies
War ready, keep my toolie
Camel toe, you a big pussy
Real cunt, you big pussy
Chip Skylark, nigga been [?] groupies
I done saw too many boobies
Still can't get finessed
Especially not buying no hoochie
Especially not buying no boof
Real red got me loopy
Outline 'еm out like Rudy
Lil' boy don't be stupid
Lil' boy don't be stupid
Lil' boy don't bе stupid
Lil' boy don't be stupid
Peachtree Corners, I'm stunting
Nigga fuck the opps we hunting
AK tearing your stomach, go get 'em
Jack-o'-lantern, I pop pumpkins
Fauni be fucking up functions
Fauni handing out concussions
That's your wife she fucking
Tat's your wife she fucking
No poker face, no bluffing
This good Wock', no Tussin
Don't try to car salesman me
Who the hell niggas think they hustling?
I'ma always be rich
I ain't like the rest of y'all
Niggas tote thirties and dicks
But really ain't got the balls
You keep your ho walled
I just wanna bust in her jaw
Your money we taking it all
It's TTB lil' nigga fuck y'all
Got a bag for me, just say that
Ten grand racks and that's all cash
Yeah money and me go way back
Yeah money and me go way back
Just say that
Say that, just say that
Say that, just say that
Say that, say that
Yeah, say that
Yeah, yeah, say that
Say that, say that
Say that, say that
Yeah, yeah, say that
Yeah, say that
Yeah, yeah, say that
Say that, say that
Say that
Say that, say that
Say that, say that
Say that, say that
Fuck what you heard, what you know lil' nigga
Wrist iceberg, light show lil' nigga
Gotta ass, an ice pick, she a gold digger
Shawty got curves, but the racks got figures
Y'all ain't tryna work, tryna take pictures
Don't chase money, y'all just chase bitches
This that rich shit, tailor-fitted
With or without yeah I'd be good either way
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Okay, Embasin, whatever
With or without it yeah I'd be good either way
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Fell in love with a thot and I know she probably fuck with the opps
Killing that guap, real tucked up tight in next to the Glock
Know you a bop, baby girl fuck around and you gon 'get bopped
One in the head, Glock nineteen thirty round on that dot
Found a knot, I'ma ball
Lightning bands, I count the clock
Don't fuck with niggas who fuck with your food
Nigga get your shit rerocked
Cyber spy my opps
Your ho twist my locs
This shit hand in hand
Nigga gotta keep that pop
Nigga gotta keep that rocket
My shit made from NASA
Leave a nigga set up like flying
I ain't got time for the bullshit
Pussy boy who you trying
Ain't got time for the fool shit
Most of this shit be funny
These niggas bugging like bunny
Talk big shit
But pussy lil' boy got yellow all on his tummy
Bitch I'm about my money
Big bank yeah Thouxanban jumpin'
Ain't nah nigga taking shit from me
I'ma always keep my own
I forgot two [?] in my home
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
With or without it yeah I'd be good either way
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Fell in love with a thot and I know she probably fuck with the opps
Killing that guap, real tucked up tight in next to the Glock
Know you a bop, baby girl fuck around and you gon 'get bopped
One in the head, Glock nineteen thirty round on that dot
With or without yeah I'd be good either way
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Okay Embasin, whatever
3-4 double o
TTB
Fuck what you heard, what you know lil' nigga
Wrist iceberg, light show lil' nigga
Gotta ass, an ice pick, she a gold digger
Shawty got curves, but the racks got figures
Y'all ain't tryna work, tryna take pictures
Don't chase money, y'all just chase bitches
This that rich shit, tailor-fitted
Combat boots [?]
Keep it cool hunnid in a hot pink fitted
Scorsese, I make movies
War ready, keep my toolie
Camel toe, you a big pussy
Real cunt, you big pussy
Chip Skylark, nigga been [?] groupies
I done saw too many boobies
Still can't get finessed
Especially not buying no hoochie
Especially not buying no boof
Real red got me loopy
Outline 'еm out like Rudy
Lil' boy don't be stupid
Lil' boy don't be stupid
Lil' boy don't bе stupid
Lil' boy don't be stupid
Peachtree Corners, I'm stunting
Nigga fuck the opps we hunting
AK tearing your stomach, go get 'em
Jack-o'-lantern, I pop pumpkins
Fauni be fucking up functions
Fauni handing out concussions
That's your wife she fucking
Tat's your wife she fucking
No poker face, no bluffing
This good Wock', no Tussin
Don't try to car salesman me
Who the hell niggas think they hustling?
I'ma always be rich
I ain't like the rest of y'all
Niggas tote thirties and dicks
But really ain't got the balls
You keep your ho walled
I just wanna bust in her jaw
Your money we taking it all
It's TTB lil' nigga fuck y'all
Got a bag for me, just say that
Ten grand racks and that's all cash
Yeah money and me go way back
Yeah money and me go way back
Just say that
Say that, just say that
Say that, just say that
Say that, say that
Yeah, say that
Yeah, yeah, say that
Say that, say that
Say that, say that
Yeah, yeah, say that
Yeah, say that
Yeah, yeah, say that
Say that, say that
Say that
Say that, say that
Say that, say that
Say that, say that
Fuck what you heard, what you know lil' nigga
Wrist iceberg, light show lil' nigga
Gotta ass, an ice pick, she a gold digger
Shawty got curves, but the racks got figures
Y'all ain't tryna work, tryna take pictures
Don't chase money, y'all just chase bitches
This that rich shit, tailor-fitted
With or without yeah I'd be good either way
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Okay, Embasin, whatever
With or without it yeah I'd be good either way
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Fell in love with a thot and I know she probably fuck with the opps
Killing that guap, real tucked up tight in next to the Glock
Know you a bop, baby girl fuck around and you gon 'get bopped
One in the head, Glock nineteen thirty round on that dot
Found a knot, I'ma ball
Lightning bands, I count the clock
Don't fuck with niggas who fuck with your food
Nigga get your shit rerocked
Cyber spy my opps
Your ho twist my locs
This shit hand in hand
Nigga gotta keep that pop
Nigga gotta keep that rocket
My shit made from NASA
Leave a nigga set up like flying
I ain't got time for the bullshit
Pussy boy who you trying
Ain't got time for the fool shit
Most of this shit be funny
These niggas bugging like bunny
Talk big shit
But pussy lil' boy got yellow all on his tummy
Bitch I'm about my money
Big bank yeah Thouxanban jumpin'
Ain't nah nigga taking shit from me
I'ma always keep my own
I forgot two [?] in my home
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
Talking about you loyal then show me
With or without it yeah I'd be good either way
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Fell in love with a thot and I know she probably fuck with the opps
Killing that guap, real tucked up tight in next to the Glock
Know you a bop, baby girl fuck around and you gon 'get bopped
One in the head, Glock nineteen thirty round on that dot
With or without yeah I'd be good either way
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
