IDK What To Say (feat. Spinabenz & Blac Youngsta)

That bitch super bad, I don't know what to say

But I don't give a fuck, I need my money, ándale

Heard the feds on the way, right now the streets ain't safe

'Cause you get three strikes and **** we on second base

When you see them demons chase you better get away

Clutch my gun when I pray, so I know I'm okay

I ain't slept it four days, I've been tryna make a way

Quarterbacking, making plays

I ain't got no time to lay with bae

For them brand new Michael J's, younging come take your life away

You know "Wee Are Who We Are," so who are you to save us?

Made it out the gutter, still pissing off my neighbors

They thought I fell off, so they turned into traders

Made 'em all haters, I made the bitch call later

'Cause she only call for a favor or with a drop

Like come and pop this **** in his taper

I ain't somebody you can link with, stay on defense like the Oakland Raiders

Keep it on the low, don't let 'em know that you owe me a favor

That bitch super bad, I don't know what to say

But I don't give a fuck, I need my money, ándale

Heard the feds on the way, right now the streets ain't safe

'Cause we get three strikes and **** we on second base

When you see them demons chase you better get away

Clutch my gun when I pray, so I know I'm okay

I ain't slept it four days, I've been tryna make a way

Quarterbacking, making plays

No I ain't got no time to lay with bae

In the back of the Maybach, curtains up

Conversing about something personal

I put them racks on your head

My shorty don't ask what it's 'bout, he just murdered it for me

Firs you gas 'em

We hit the boy with a Glock, now we smoking the boy and we rolling him up

First he was posted up on it, now the block named after him cause we rolled up and (Bow!)

Think there's a liquor store around here, alcoholic

We gave him so many shots

Back home they gonna Channel 4 when we down him, in Atlanta it's Fox

I'm in Atlanta with Fox, we got the **** in the car

**** go everywhere else in the world, but my daughter, my son, they don't go to war

That bitch super bad, I don't know what to say

But I don't give a fuck, I need my money, ándale

Heard the feds on the way, right now the streets ain't safe

'Cause you get three strikes and **** we on second base

When you see them demons chase, you better get away

Clutch my gun when I pray, so I know I'm okay

I ain't slept it four days, I've been tryna make a way

Quarterbacking, making plays

I ain't got no time to lay with bae, yeah

I kick in your door make you hit the floor, I take your safe

I still get on demon time for that shit they did back in the day

How we demonstrate? I pull out a weapon, shoot him in the face

Yeah, these bitches fake, they probably don't like what I'm finna say

This lil bad bitch in front of me so fine, forgot what I'm gon say

Oh okay, I just remembered, pay me my racks, ándale

Ain't no need to fake it, I quickly cut off that conversation

I get too impatient, I'm talking pronto when it come to bacon, yeah

That bitch super bad, I don't know what to say

But I don't give a fuck, I need my money, ándale

Heard the feds on the way, right now the streets ain't safe

'Cause we get three strikes and **** we on second base

When you see them demons chase, you better get away

Clutch my gun when I pray, so I know I'm okay

I ain't slept it four days, I've been tryna make a way

Quarterbacking, making plays

I ain't got time to lay with bae