jarren benton & kato on the track - say something lyrics
[intro + jarren benton]
ayyyy, d+mn
either way a muh+f+ckin’ n+gga wanna say some sh+t
(k+k+kato on the track, b+tch)
yeah
[verse + jarren benton]
i want smoke with everybody, in one of them moods, i dare ’em to say some sh+t
f+ck the industry, n+gga, don’t give a sh+t if i sever relationships
might get at these n+ggas on my promo, run and spray that b+tch
sick son of a b+tch, that boy need jesus, man, he way too lit
d+mn jarren, you going way too f+cked up, you should pray through this
i take that up with god when i check out but i gotta play for this
n+ggas goin’ postal for that mail when they go paperless
how the f+ck these n+ggas cross the god when they all satanists
f+ck the way these n+ggas feel, i’m back on the field likе i play for the patriots
used to have to pop a pill to dеal with the feeling of all my anguishes
i’m jeffrey dahmer with a drum, the smell of the fridge is making the neighbors sick
i griddy on a n+gga’s grave like hey, wake up and say hey to your maker, b+tch
[refrain + jarren benton]
say hey to your maker, b+tch
say hey to your maker, b+tch
say hey to your maker, b+tch
we back in this b+tch, the bully and kato, i dare you to say some sh+t
i dare you to say some sh+t
say some sh+t, n+gga
can’t with these muh+f+ckas, man
god d+mn, y’all gettin’ on my muh+f+ckin’ nerves, n+gga
[verse 2 + jarren benton]
i’d rather die on my feet than ask these f+ck n+ggas for a handout
i’m goin’ kamikaze, bomb across the bodies, b+tch you know i never stand out
ski mask and a chainsaw come to terrorize a n+gga’s camp ground
f+ck i need to sign a deal for when i can go directly to the fans now
sh+t oversaturated
i’m way too aggravated
it’s f+ck everybody, my salutations
like how you supposed to act if they gon’ pull knives and poke your back
i wanna see blood, i pull up and paint the town red like doja cat
see god in the view of the mirror, don’t act like you unfamiliar
been goin’ hard since freebasing, i influenced a few of you n+ggas
so f+ck your endors+m+nts
kato, let’s turn ’em to corpses
if they don’t wanna give a n+gga flowers, we gon’ pull up and murder the florist, b+tch
[refrain + jarren benton]
say some sh+t
say some sh+t
say some sh+t
say some sh+t
we back in this b+tch, the bully and kato, i dare you to say some sh+t
oh, y’all gotta pay for this
say hey to your maker, b+tch
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