Say Something (feat. Slimelife Shawty)

Too hard

Yeah, hop in that lil' bitty coupe, flashin' it, what it do?

Yeah, they know I'm a GOAT in the booth, I got nothing to prove

Yeah, I got off, top of the dome, this shit nothing new

Yeah, yeah, I show her these diamonds, she got in the groove

Yeah, yeah, I hop in the coupe, I pull off laughin' at you

Yeah, yeah, don't dust me with gist, I'm all drippin' the head to the shoes

Yeah, yeah, I dive in that pussy, I cannonball just like a pool

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, say something

Our pussy boys ain't gon' take nothing

No joystick, we ain't playin'

When we push up, don't say nothing

Shawty got a stick, no hang up

Now we shootin', no taser gun

They come get your manny's

YSL life, no changin'

King Slime told me I'm on some 'nother level shit

Yeah, yeah, I got a bad bitch, fuckin' all my partner bitches

Yeah, ain't nothing, kickin' shit like a soccer team, yeah

And I'm dripped out, water clean, yeah

Drop deuce in Sprite, go and just lean

Yeah, yeah, no Halloween, make 'em scream

With the issues, yeah, we pull a lot of strings

Yeah, if he ever thought playin' with Lil Keed

Yeah, you gon' see a lot of bodies all in the street

Yeah, you gotta show me why you got stained

Yeah, I ain't messin' with nobody, stayin' in my lane

Yeah, if he cross these boundaries, yeah, he get flamed, yes sir

Yeah, lights out

Yeah, I shoot shit with the lights out

Yeah, I shoot a pussy ****, lights out

Yeah, I fucked a bitch with the lights out

Yeah, you know diamonds shinin' right now

Pocket rocket on a **** right now

Bands in the pants like right now

Stack it to the ceiling like right now, yeah

Oh, yeah

Play something, yeah

Shake something, yeah

Told them ****, say something

Yeah, go in the booth, tell lil' ****, say something

Yeah, go in the booth, tell lil' ****, say something

Bounce out the yo with a Glock 9

**** on go, we don't know 'bout no stop sign

**** who fly, choppers make that boy stop flyin'

You ain't gettin' no cash, lil' bitty boy, please stop lyin'

Chopper go brrt, brrt, brrt

Fuck two twin, brrt, brrt

Rack come in, brrt

I don't gotta rap, say brrt

G-truck fast, vroom

Head too good, mmm

Can't find the shooter, mmm

Lil' boy, you a loser, mmm

Good dope, straight shooter, mmm

Yeah, this that bank talk, ****

I got racks in my mouth, do that bank talk, ****

And I'm walkin' real sloppy, that a bank walk, ****

We got nothing talk 'bout, like you can't talk, ****

He runnin' his mouth, wreck them

Real shooters gon' wet him

Off-white jeans on and they ain't white, yeah, ****, black them

I put my dick all on your bitch head, yeah, Shaq them

Take a ****'s ass right off the map, yeah, clap them

Cheese, eat it up, talk

Blue cheese stashed in the vault

Shooter with Ruger, Glocks and nines

.223's make him soft

Don't say nothing, shh, don't talk

You broke as fuck, huh, your fault

Don't take K, but I did the race

Ain't gotta wait, huh, you lost

Yeah, lights out

Yeah, I shoot shit with the lights out

Yeah, I shoot a pussy ****, lights out

Yeah, I fucked a bitch with the lights out

Yeah, you know diamonds shinin' right now

Pocket rocket on a **** right now

Bands in the pants like right now

Stack it to the ceiling like right now, yeah

Oh, yeah

Play something, yeah

Shake something, yeah

Tell a ****, say something

Yeah, go in the booth, tell lil' ****, say something

Yeah, go in the booth, tell lil' ****, say something