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Say Less (feat. Lil Durk & A Boogie Wit da Hoodie)
Swizz Beatz
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Yeah, huh, okay No 'tune right? Turn my voice up Yeah Say less Tired of all the fake shit, tired of all the bullshit (Yeah, Smurk, let's get it) Tired of all these niggas talkin' 'bout they gon' do shit Tired of all these niggas ready to squash shit You got a problem, me I ain't squashin' shit Say less, say less, say less, say less Say less, say less, say less, say less (Smurk) I ain't squashin' shit, Jay Z can tell me "Do it" I'ma tell him "No" OG's get on the blogs act like they killers, most them niggas hoes Trenches, I'm like Drake, but I can't cap that nigga Baby hold I grew up a screw up, had to heat the crib up with the stove Fifteen roaches crawled up on my face, Dede probably trolled I get a Grammy, I'm on stage with killers how I be at shows No gimmick, I told [?] he just like Kendrick with a Shiesty flow I used to look up to them hood legends, It's all mices 'tho Say less, I had to shop at Payless, for lawyers you can't pay less I can swipe off lawyers and for choppers with my Apex "Durk ain't from the trenches" who the **** can really say that? "Durk ain't for his niggas" who the **** can really say that? Say less (Pussy), say less, say less (Nigga), say less Say less (Nigga), say less, say less, nigga man, what? Huh? I ain't gotta talk about it, now I got it, look Niggas stylist, get they style from me, I balance, yeah I don't want the bitch if she don't do it sloppy, yeah We not hittin' it, barbarians to bed What's rocky? Her head, what's sloppy? The feds On my body, 'cause my cuban link so [?], yeah Hermès for Christmas, even if it ain't no holiday, I sled For breakfast, she gon' eat me up and swallow me, I'm like "Yeah" My ex bitch don't love me, but she still follow me 'cause I'm lit And my enemies shootin' in the air like [?] we best Look, uh-uh-ah, hmm, uh, uh, eh After all that I did Sorry baby, I don't wanna find no love in Starless Ratchet, ratchet on me, ratchet right on my hip Pass it to the broski, he gon' empty the clip Had to see my granny, I'm [?] too up in my shit Let it off like the [?], my niggas ain't with nothin' Let's go, me and Durkio, you know we, we wildin' And word to mommy, my [?] got booked for [?] Spin the block, sendin' shots, some of the shots hit his body You gon' think a nigga got the monkeypox Ooh, don't diss, honest nigga, it's a warzone outside Movin' like the red robin, hoodie on all the time Tired of all the fake shit, tired of all the bullshit Tired of all these niggas talkin' 'bout they gon' do shit Tired of all these niggas ready to squash shit You got a problem, me I ain't squashin' shit Say less (Nigga), say less, say less, say less Say less, say less (Nigga), say less, say less, nigga Man, what?
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