Just Say Lyrics

(I got so much shit to just say)

(Come over here will you just be my bae)

(Boolin' and rockin' on niggas all day)

(Isolate myself, no I don't spit with delay)

(Just okay myself so I'm not seeing in grey)

I got so much shit to just say

Come over here will you just be my bae

Boolin' and rockin' on niggas all day

Isolate myself, no I don't spit with delay

Just okay myself so I'm not seeing in grey

Run my fade or something, boy you get hit up today

Turn you to a crumb, then you get put in a buffet

Girl I knew you would pop some more drugs and get slayed

I'm switching from drugs and the internet, music, and therapy, shit it be helping me cope

What you know about times sitting there with yo blank face on and you ain't even got no more hope

Shout out to my nigga Wil he be runnin' the zone

He got me all the times I moan and I groan

You wanna be dealer, you ask for a loan

You swear that you fuckin' up shit, I been known

How you gonna talk on me boy I thought you was grown

Sitting at home with yo bitch on my dick and she moan

Runnin' up checks I be thinkin' bout when I'm gonna roam

Would it be different if my name was fucking Jerome

I got too many damn hoes

Reaching for the days with the finer shit, baby I don't like yo blows

She said that I rep all the ghosts

Feeling real sad I go buy some more clothes

Can't remember the last time I smoked on some dro

Half of the truth, boy you don't even know

Remember that bro from like ten years ago

I got so much shit to just say

Come over here will you just be my bae

Boolin' and rockin' on niggas all day

Let me get a pound, nah that shit lookin' like clay

Spit a hundred rounds, now we got to send bro away

Girl you like my sound, sing it out loud it's okay

Beugle he's a clown, sometimes I got to portray

Surfing through the clouds, why nigga think I would pay

Think I might sneeze, I smell a bitch nigga

I don't do swishers but know I get quick with her

Counting up money that's all that I consider

Bro a lil phony, we might send a hit with him

Remember what happened the last time a nigga done had a damn grin on his mother fuckin' face

Know that them niggas ain't backing up shit but I went to court and beat the mother fuckin' case

(Think I might sneeze, I smell a bitch nigga)

(I don't do swishers but know I get quick with her)

(Counting up money that's all that I consider)

(Bro a lil phony, we might send a hit with him)