What You Sayin
演唱：Lil Kee、Lil BabyWhat You Sayin - Lil Kee/Lil Baby
Lyrics by：Dominique Jones/Keaonte Miles
Composed by：Dominique Jones/Keaonte Miles
Like what you saying
Two straps on me when I post on the block don't need no helping hand
Uh uh uh uh uh can't be my friend
Can't expect me to put you on you know deep down you ain't gon' spin
These n***as h*es I know that they is
I get some h*es to show where you live
I know you ain't tote no pole for real
I can't trust nothing I post on the block by myself and you know that I'm holding steel
I cut off my old partners my new n***as love to kill
Look you right up in your face and tell that you ain't no thug for real
I pop Percs do d**gs for real
Get so high I'm above the rim
I know n***as ain't got feelings I know everybody change
I know n***as that wan' kill me just to get up in my place
Big bro died now I love pain
Four-five Glock my Amiri jeans
I do it all just to feed the team
Pour this drink don't mean to lean
Seen ma do d**e it was hard for me
But I just didn't let it bother me
Got that call when my big bro died you don't know how bad it bothered me
Even if touch that M without you dog it still won't mean a thing
I ain't gon' never change I'ma stand on this 'til the day that I'm six feet
Ain't no way you 'posed to leave God can't do this s**t to me
I just wanna sleep forever only time I see you in my dreams
I just wanna creep forever wanna be my dog come spin with me
Ain't no loyalty up in this s**t when you die what you gon' bring
They say love come from the closest ones but it can't be family
Everybody strange to me everybody changed to me
Can't nobody eat at this table 'less you came with me
Like what you saying
Two straps on me when I post on the block don't need no helping hand
Uh uh uh uh uh can't be my friend
Can't expect me to put you on you know deep down you ain't gon' spin
These n***as h*es I know that they is
I get some h*es to show where you live
I know you ain't tote no pole for real
I can't trust nothing I post on the block by myself and you know that I'm holding steel
I cut off my old partners my new n***as love to kill
Look you right up in your face and tell that you ain't no thug for real
My old friends started acting suspicious I had to cut 'em off
The way to get this watch off my wrist you had to cut it off
The same pair of shoes for a month I trapped in front the mall
As soon as I got me some lil' money I tried to front 'em all
It's crazy though
Everything I do gon' make the blog so I been laying low
I'm way above your pay grade lil' n***a you better play your role
Found out that my dog had really told he said the case was closed
I just left from Humboldt me and Ced tryna pick the best notes
I done really been turnt up since a young n***a yeah the boy cold
Mama told me these girls slicker than me so I don't trust h*es
How the f**k you gon' switch up on me
We used to share clothes
Lamborghini green Boston Celtics
Tryna quit this lean but I can't help it
I'll be rich as f**k until I'm breathless
Made a million bucks today for breakfast
There's not a lot of us we don't need extras
Real Atlanta n***a free lil' Yola I ain't gon' let up yeah
Like what you saying
Two straps on me when I post on the block don't need no helping hand
Uh uh uh uh uh can't be my friend
Can't expect me to put you on you know deep down you ain't gon' spin
These n***as h*es I know that they is
I get some h*es to show where you live
I know you ain't tote no pole for real
I can't trust nothing I post on the block by myself and you know that I'm holding steel
I cut off my old partners my new n***as love to kill
Look you right up in your face and tell that you ain't no thug for real
Like what you saying
Two straps on me when I post on the block don't need no helping hand
Can't be my friend
Can't expect me to put you on you know deep down you ain't gon' spin
Like what you saying
Two straps on me when I post on the block don't need no helping hand
Can't be my friend
Can't expect me to put you on you know deep down you ain't gon' spin
Lyrics by：Dominique Jones/Keaonte Miles
Composed by：Dominique Jones/Keaonte Miles
Like what you saying
Two straps on me when I post on the block don't need no helping hand
Uh uh uh uh uh can't be my friend
Can't expect me to put you on you know deep down you ain't gon' spin
These n***as h*es I know that they is
I get some h*es to show where you live
I know you ain't tote no pole for real
I can't trust nothing I post on the block by myself and you know that I'm holding steel
I cut off my old partners my new n***as love to kill
Look you right up in your face and tell that you ain't no thug for real
I pop Percs do d**gs for real
Get so high I'm above the rim
I know n***as ain't got feelings I know everybody change
I know n***as that wan' kill me just to get up in my place
Big bro died now I love pain
Four-five Glock my Amiri jeans
I do it all just to feed the team
Pour this drink don't mean to lean
Seen ma do d**e it was hard for me
But I just didn't let it bother me
Got that call when my big bro died you don't know how bad it bothered me
Even if touch that M without you dog it still won't mean a thing
I ain't gon' never change I'ma stand on this 'til the day that I'm six feet
Ain't no way you 'posed to leave God can't do this s**t to me
I just wanna sleep forever only time I see you in my dreams
I just wanna creep forever wanna be my dog come spin with me
Ain't no loyalty up in this s**t when you die what you gon' bring
They say love come from the closest ones but it can't be family
Everybody strange to me everybody changed to me
Can't nobody eat at this table 'less you came with me
Like what you saying
Two straps on me when I post on the block don't need no helping hand
Uh uh uh uh uh can't be my friend
Can't expect me to put you on you know deep down you ain't gon' spin
These n***as h*es I know that they is
I get some h*es to show where you live
I know you ain't tote no pole for real
I can't trust nothing I post on the block by myself and you know that I'm holding steel
I cut off my old partners my new n***as love to kill
Look you right up in your face and tell that you ain't no thug for real
My old friends started acting suspicious I had to cut 'em off
The way to get this watch off my wrist you had to cut it off
The same pair of shoes for a month I trapped in front the mall
As soon as I got me some lil' money I tried to front 'em all
It's crazy though
Everything I do gon' make the blog so I been laying low
I'm way above your pay grade lil' n***a you better play your role
Found out that my dog had really told he said the case was closed
I just left from Humboldt me and Ced tryna pick the best notes
I done really been turnt up since a young n***a yeah the boy cold
Mama told me these girls slicker than me so I don't trust h*es
How the f**k you gon' switch up on me
We used to share clothes
Lamborghini green Boston Celtics
Tryna quit this lean but I can't help it
I'll be rich as f**k until I'm breathless
Made a million bucks today for breakfast
There's not a lot of us we don't need extras
Real Atlanta n***a free lil' Yola I ain't gon' let up yeah
Like what you saying
Two straps on me when I post on the block don't need no helping hand
Uh uh uh uh uh can't be my friend
Can't expect me to put you on you know deep down you ain't gon' spin
These n***as h*es I know that they is
I get some h*es to show where you live
I know you ain't tote no pole for real
I can't trust nothing I post on the block by myself and you know that I'm holding steel
I cut off my old partners my new n***as love to kill
Look you right up in your face and tell that you ain't no thug for real
Like what you saying
Two straps on me when I post on the block don't need no helping hand
Can't be my friend
Can't expect me to put you on you know deep down you ain't gon' spin
Like what you saying
Two straps on me when I post on the block don't need no helping hand
Can't be my friend
Can't expect me to put you on you know deep down you ain't gon' spin