SAY THAT lyrics
by RMC Mike
[Chorus: NeedNoName]
My kids bad as hell, but they watch what they say to me
I don't spit [?] I bet n*ggas like [?]
My car go zero to 200, just like A to Z
Bust it in her mouth, I can't f*ck unless she facing me
I don't need her pus*y, I just need [?] what it's making me
I would say they leg broke, but b*tches keep on chasing me
f*ck breaking in [?] I got a worker that can make [?]
Them n*ggas keep shooting they shot, but why that sh*t ain't grazing me?
[Verse 1: NeedNoName]
I read a b*tch her rights, I won't translate a f*cking thing
'm losing motivation, try to push me like I'm on a swing
I'm driving kinda sleepy, 'cause my cup full of codeine
This b*tch tryna have this sh*t her way, but this ain't Burger King
My b*tch, she a ten, she jumping [?] call her [?]
I don't need no money counter, my hand count like a damn machine
I don't want no damn Supreme, [?]
[?] shoot the Drac like Tom Crues on the TV screen
I'm rocking [?], but I only did that sh*t for [?]
I'ma show these n*ggas how to put 5 b*tches in the 2 door
I ain't going for none of that bullsh*t, long as [?]
These n*ggas, they be hating on the kid, but it's cool though
[Chorus: NeedNoName]
My kids bad as hell, but they watch what they say to me
I don't spit [?] I bet n*ggas like [?]
My car go zero to 200, just like A to Z
Bust it in her mouth, I can't f*ck unless she facing me
I don't need her pus*y, I just need [?] what it's making me
I would say they leg broke, but b*tches keep on chasing me
f*ck breaking in [?] I got a worker that can make [?]
Them n*ggas keep shooting they shot, but why that sh*t ain't grazing me?
[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
These n*ggas keep shooting they shot, but f*ck them, it ain't fazing me
Me and NeedNo keep dropping heat, 88 degrees
f*ck a striker, scratch off in the oldy, this an 83
Living in my truth, you speaking cap, boy, that sh*t make believe
Trapping in [?], f*ck around and make like 80 G's
A couple choppers protecting the brand, just like [?]
I'm good with numbers, learned how to count to ten before my ABC's
I'm on the road to make another hundred, please, play some Vese
This is not a firedrill, n*gga, I'm on some real sh*t
Bought a brand new chopper with a drum and a kill switch
Fresh prince of Flint, I'm popping out just like I'm Will Smith
Like beans jumping on the trampoline, I made a pill flip
[Chorus: NeedNoName]
My kids bad as hell, but they watch what they say to me
I don't spit [?] I bet n*ggas like [?]
My car go zero to 200, just like A to Z
Bust it in her mouth, I can't f*ck unless she facing me
I don't need her pus*y, I just need [?] what it's making me
I would say they leg broke, but b*tches keep on chasing me
f*ck breaking in [?] I got a worker that can make [?]
Them n*ggas keep shooting they shot, but why that sh*t ain't grazing me?