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jace! (​​​​iayze) - don't say dat say dis lyrics

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[intro]
ayy (rrr), go (ayy), b+tch (ayy)
ayy (real murdaworth sh+t)
you know? know how the f+ck i’m rocking, how i’m coming (spin, spin, spin, smoked)
i ain’t worried ’bout no rapper, i ain’t worried ’bout n0body (b+tch ass n+gga, you know how it go)
ayy, i be out coastal (know how it go, rrr+rrr)
glock with me, all type of sh+t (go)

[chorus]
[cujo filled through remote?], tryna get sh+t gone, you know how it go
if he fall he f+cked, he tripped, he f+cked, we rrr+rrr out the scope (scope)
we rrr+rrr with a b+tton on it, broke ass n+gga got zoed (zoed)
shoot him in his dreads, hang him by his leg, if you wanna see how it go (go)
i ain’t worried ’bout cars, i done been there done that
me and my b+tch tryna f+ck on j.lo
cujo on lock, but you still gon’ get that
pop out the cut, see deep and kilo
slide through spin with the heat, free throw
slidе through spin with the heat, dropped ‘еm
she tryna make me skeet, awesome
we don’t say, “no diddy,” we say, “no autumn!”
sometimes, i think i’m the problem

[verse]
if he trip, he f+cked, we rrr, hush
blue .42, we brr, rush
srt go, “rrr+rrr” (what?)
7.62 hit his head, it’ll bust
i’m in a maybach, call it a bus
tell ya b+tch, “stay back,” she get crushed
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout autumn! ’cause b+tches kids
slide through heavy, like, “what is the biz?”
i’m tryna see what the business is
if cu’ don’t like ’em, f+ck ’em, spin
in the cut they won’t know what drugs these is
i ain’t know it was gon’ get like this
green light, shoot ’em at the red light, b+tch
take a lil’ while to get lit like this
aim at his dreads, get lit like [bic?]
[chorus]
[cujo filled through remote?], tryna get sh+t gone, you know how it go
if he fall he f+cked, he tripped, he f+cked, we rrr+rrr out the scope (scope)
we rrr+rrr with a b+tton on it, broke ass n+gga got zoed (zoed)
shoot him in his dreads, hang him by his leg, if you wanna see how it go (go)
i ain’t worried ’bout cars, i done been there done that
me and my b+tch tryna f+ck on j.lo
cujo on lock, but you still gon’ get that
pop out the cut, see deep and kilo
slide through spin with the heat, free throw
slide through spin with the heat, dropped ’em
she tryna make me skeet, awesome
we don’t say, “no diddy,” we say, “no autumn!”
sometimes, i think i’m the problem



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