Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song SAY DAT, artist - Thouxanbanfauni.
Date of issue: 13.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
SAY DAT |
Indigo |
Okay Embasin, whatever |
3−4 double o |
TTB |
Fuck what you heard, what you know lil' nigga |
Wrist iceberg, light show lil' nigga |
Gotta ass, an ice pick, she a gold digger |
Shawty got curves, but the racks got figures |
Y’all ain’t tryna work, tryna take pictures |
Don’t chase money, y’all just chase bitches |
This that rich shit, tailor-fitted |
Combat boots |
Keep it cool hunnid in a hot pink fitted |
Scorsese, I make movies |
War ready, keep my toolie |
Camel toe, you a big pussy |
Real cunt, you big pussy |
Chip Skylark, nigga been |
groupies |
I done saw too many boobies |
Still can’t get finessed |
Especially not buying no hoochie |
Especially not buying no boof |
Real red got me loopy |
Outline 'em out like Rudy |
Lil' boy don’t be stupid |
Lil' boy don’t be stupid |
Lil' boy don’t be stupid |
Lil' boy don’t be stupid |
Peachtree Corners, I’m stunting |
Nigga fuck the opps we hunting |
AK tearing your stomach, go get 'em |
Jack-o'-lantern, I pop pumpkins |
Fauni be fucking up functions |
Fauni handing out concussions |
That’s your wife she fucking |
Tat’s your wife she fucking |
No poker face, no bluffing |
This good Wock', no Tussin |
Don’t try to car salesman me |
Who the hell niggas think they hustling? |
I’ma always be rich |
I ain’t like the rest of y’all |
Niggas tote thirties and dicks |
But really ain’t got the balls |
You keep your ho walled |
I just wanna bust in her jaw |
Your money we taking it all |
It’s TTB lil' nigga fuck y’all |
Got a bag for me, just say that |
Ten grand racks and that’s all cash |
Yeah money and me go way back |
Yeah money and me go way back |
Just say that |
Say that, just say that |
Say that, just say that |
Say that, say that |
Yeah, say that |
Yeah, yeah, say that |
Say that, say that |
Say that, say that |
Yeah, yeah, say that |
Yeah, say that |
Yeah, yeah, say that |
Say that, say that |
Say that |
Say that, say that |
Say that, say that |
Say that, say that |
Fuck what you heard, what you know lil' nigga |
Wrist iceberg, light show lil' nigga |
Gotta ass, an ice pick, she a gold digger |
Shawty got curves, but the racks got figures |
Y’all ain’t tryna work, tryna take pictures |
Don’t chase money, y’all just chase bitches |
This that rich shit, tailor-fitted |
With or without yeah I’d be good either way |
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display |
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
Okay, Embasin, whatever |
With or without it yeah I’d be good either way |
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display |
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
Fell in love with a thot and I know she probably fuck with the opps |
Killing that guap, real tucked up tight in next to the Glock |
Know you a bop, baby girl fuck around and you gon 'get bopped |
One in the head, Glock nineteen thirty round on that dot |
Found a knot, I’ma ball |
Lightning bands, I count the clock |
Don’t fuck with niggas who fuck with your food |
Nigga get your shit rerocked |
Cyber spy my opps |
Your ho twist my locs |
This shit hand in hand |
Nigga gotta keep that pop |
Nigga gotta keep that rocket |
My shit made from NASA |
Leave a nigga set up like flying |
I ain’t got time for the bullshit |
Pussy boy who you trying |
Ain’t got time for the fool shit |
Most of this shit be funny |
These niggas bugging like bunny |
Talk big shit |
But pussy lil' boy got yellow all on his tummy |
Bitch I’m about my money |
Big bank yeah Thouxanban jumpin' |
Ain’t nah nigga taking shit from me |
I’ma always keep my own |
I forgot two |
in my home |
Talking about you loyal then show me |
Talking about you loyal then show me |
Talking about you loyal then show me |
Talking about you loyal then show me |
Talking about you loyal then show me |
Talking about you loyal then show me |
Talking about you loyal then show me |
Talking about you loyal then show me |
Talking about you loyal then show me |
With or without it yeah I’d be good either way |
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display |
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
Fell in love with a thot and I know she probably fuck with the opps |
Killing that guap, real tucked up tight in next to the Glock |
Know you a bop, baby girl fuck around and you gon 'get bopped |
One in the head, Glock nineteen thirty round on that dot |
With or without yeah I’d be good either way |
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
Bunch of them knots in my pocket, yeah bands in display |
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |