SAY DAT - Thouxanbanfauni

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