letra de whatcha say - jace! (iayze)
[intro: jace! & sennoh]
where are we?
what the h-ll is going on?
the dust has only just begun to fall
crop circles in the carpet
sinking, feeling (this is what your looking for?)
ayy, b-tch, go, rrr, rrr (rrr, rrr)
ayy (ayy)
[chorus: jace!]
wake up light a cig’, i grab my glock, i don’t even really know what i’m doing (b-tch, ayy)
you throw me a semi, i don’t want no switch, that b-tch don’t know where he shootin’ (go)
if you talkin’ bout money, i’m fluent in it, if you talkin’ bout b-tches, i’m flowin’ in ’em
i’m with my n-ggas even if they right or wrong, we hit that block and we goin’ in it
hit the club with that draco, i’m shootin’ in it
with my kids and you know i keep going for ’em
hop in that wraith and she blow me in it
b-tches be lying, it’s too annoying (b-tch, ayy)
[verse: jace!]
when my n-gga died i wanted to hurt myself
geeked too high, left the pеrc’ on the shelf
a hundred dеgrees, we’ve been making sh-t melt (b-tch, ayy, melt, melt)
it’s jus’ somethin’ slight, went and got me a belt
n-ggas gon’ cry when they getting that belt
i ain’t gon’ lie, y’all ain’t know how it felt (b-tch, ayy)
spinnin’, ayy, b-tch-ass n-gga tryna blemish the image
can’t wait to tell all the opps, “good riddance”
chubby was cooking that crack in the kitchen (b-tch, ayy)
different (different), wettin’ sh-t up, we had missed him (missed him)
this lil’ b-tch calling me “mister” (mister)
she let me put all my kids in (kids in)
[bridge: jace!]
b-tch, ayy, go, go, rrr, rrr (rrr, rrr, rrr)
ayy, real murda worth sh-t i’m talkin’ ’bout (real murda worth sh-t i’m talkin’ ’bout)
go, ayy
[chorus: jace!]
wake up light a cig’, i grab my glock, i don’t even really know what i’m doing (b-tch, ayy)
you throw me a semi, i don’t want no switch, that b-tch don’t know where he shootin’ (go)
wake up light a cig’, i grab my glock, i don’t even really know what i’m doing (b-tch, ayy)
you throw me a semi, i don’t want no switch, that b-tch don’t know where he shootin’ (go)
if you talkin’ bout money, i’m fluent in it, if you talkin’ bout b-tches, i’m flowin’ in ’em
i’m with my n-ggas even if they right or wrong, we hit that block and we goin’ in it
hit the club with that draco, i’m shootin’ in it
with my kids and you know i keep going for ’em
hop in that wraith and she blow me in it
b-tches be lying, it’s too annoying
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