"Whatcha Say" lyrics
Jace! Lyrics
Where are we?
What the hell 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, bitch, go, rrr, rrr (Rrr, rrr)
Ayy (Ayy)
Wake up light a cig', I grab my Glock, I don't even really know what I'm doing (bitch)
You throw me a semi, I don't want no switch, that bitch don't know where he shooting (Go)
If you talking bout money I'm fluent in it
If you talking bout bitches I'm flowing in 'em
I'm with my niggas even if they right or wrong, we hit that block and we goin' in it
Hit the club with that draco I'm shooting in it
With my kids and you know I keep going for 'em
Hop in that Wraith and she blow me in it
Bitches be lying, it's too annoying (Bitch, ayy)
When my nigga died I want to hurt myself
Geeked too high, left the perc on the shelf
A hundred degrees, we've been making shit melt (Bitch, ayy, melt melt)
It's jus' sum slight when and got me a belt
Niggas don't cry when they getting that belt
I ain't gon' lie, y'all ain't know how it felt (Bitch, ayy)
Spinnin', bitch ass nigga tryna blemish the image
Can't wait to tell all the opps good riddance
Chubby was cooking that crack in the kitchen (Bitch, ayy)
Different, wetting shit up we had missed him (Missed him)
This lil bitch calling me Mister (Mister)
She let me put all of my kids in (Kids in)
Bitch, ayy, go, go, rrr, rrr (Rrr, rrr, rrr)
Ayy, real Murdaworth (Real Murdaworth, talking 'bout)
I'm talking 'bout (Go, ayy)
Wake up light a cig', I grab my Glock, I don't even really know what I'm doing (bitch)
You throw me a semi, I don't want no switch, that bitch don't know where he shooting (Go)
Wake up light a cig', I grab my Glock, I don't even really know what I'm doing (Bitch, ayy)
You throw me a semi, I don't want no switch, that bitch don't know where he shooting (Go)
If you talking bout money I'm fluent in it
If you talking bout bitches I'm flowing in 'em
I'm with my niggas even if they right or wrong, we hit that block and we goin' in it
Hit the club with that draco I'm shooting in it
With my kids and you know I keep going for 'em
Hop in that Wraith and she blow me in it
Bitches be lying, it's too annoying
What the hell 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, bitch, go, rrr, rrr (Rrr, rrr)
Ayy (Ayy)
Wake up light a cig', I grab my Glock, I don't even really know what I'm doing (bitch)
You throw me a semi, I don't want no switch, that bitch don't know where he shooting (Go)
If you talking bout money I'm fluent in it
If you talking bout bitches I'm flowing in 'em
I'm with my niggas even if they right or wrong, we hit that block and we goin' in it
Hit the club with that draco I'm shooting in it
With my kids and you know I keep going for 'em
Hop in that Wraith and she blow me in it
Bitches be lying, it's too annoying (Bitch, ayy)
When my nigga died I want to hurt myself
Geeked too high, left the perc on the shelf
A hundred degrees, we've been making shit melt (Bitch, ayy, melt melt)
It's jus' sum slight when and got me a belt
Niggas don't cry when they getting that belt
I ain't gon' lie, y'all ain't know how it felt (Bitch, ayy)
Spinnin', bitch ass nigga tryna blemish the image
Can't wait to tell all the opps good riddance
Chubby was cooking that crack in the kitchen (Bitch, ayy)
Different, wetting shit up we had missed him (Missed him)
This lil bitch calling me Mister (Mister)
She let me put all of my kids in (Kids in)
Bitch, ayy, go, go, rrr, rrr (Rrr, rrr, rrr)
Ayy, real Murdaworth (Real Murdaworth, talking 'bout)
I'm talking 'bout (Go, ayy)
Wake up light a cig', I grab my Glock, I don't even really know what I'm doing (bitch)
You throw me a semi, I don't want no switch, that bitch don't know where he shooting (Go)
Wake up light a cig', I grab my Glock, I don't even really know what I'm doing (Bitch, ayy)
You throw me a semi, I don't want no switch, that bitch don't know where he shooting (Go)
If you talking bout money I'm fluent in it
If you talking bout bitches I'm flowing in 'em
I'm with my niggas even if they right or wrong, we hit that block and we goin' in it
Hit the club with that draco I'm shooting in it
With my kids and you know I keep going for 'em
Hop in that Wraith and she blow me in it
Bitches be lying, it's too annoying
