saythaword Lyrics

Carry that 45. just in case they say the word

Saw that with my eyes but I act like I ain't heard

In the highway

I drive my Bugatti like 300

I could tell when you bitches be lying

So keep it 2000 and be honest

Put that gas on go

Shots to the whip get low

Somebody tell my bro

One day he finna blow

Feel like I know her

Celebrate victory when that bitch over

Took advantage when I was young

Bet you won't try that shit now that I'm older

I got 20 bands and two milly on my Rollie

Bitch I could never understand

How the fuck all these people be judging

But shit they don't know me

I got shooters on my team

Like Curry and Kobe

Yea this glock got a beam

And even though I'm not religious I do it like Holy

Never needed nobody

I'm doing this shit on my doley

Target practice I'm shooting my hoes

Do this shit on my own

She got too attached to me

What the fuck she gon' when I go?

Nobody catching me lacking

I'ma always be using' my pole

Carry that 45. just in case they say the word

Saw that with my eyes but I act like I ain't heard

In the highway

I drive my Bugatti like 300

I could tell when you bitches

Be lyin' so keep it 2000 and be honest