Shiro
Lame Fukk

[Intro]
Yo, what
Say what, say what
What, say what
You ain't talkin' bout nothing, no cap

[Chorus]
Let my drac' sang
N***a, you ain't talkin' bout nothing, not a damn thang
Same young n***a from the block and ain't a thang changed
She like "Oh you rappin' now, I want expensive thangs"
I'm like, "bitch get the fuck, huh, back up"
She wan' fuck, Prada bag, got these racks up
Why these n***as switched up, these n***as changed up
I'm up in that n***a block, huh, lame fuck

[Verse]
I'mma gun a n***a down, draco 50 round
Send a bad bih to set 'em up, she finna lay 'em down
Switch'll clear the whole room like surround sound
She just popped and X pill I told her "pipe down"
I just finger fucked the glick on some Diddy shit
Talkin down on my bro, so we spinned the bitch
Hop out, lеt the drac' sang, he gon' drop a diss
Hop out, let thе drac' sang, I ain't stayin', shit
N***a, what the fuck
[Chorus]
Let my drac' sang
N***a, you ain't talkin' bout nothing, not a damn thang
Same young n***a from the block and ain't a thang changed
She like "Oh you rappin' now, I want expensive thangs"
I'm like, "bitch get the fuck, huh, back up"
She wan' fuck, Prada bag, got these racks up
Why these n***as switched up, these n***as changed up
I'm up in that n***a block, huh, lame fuck

[Outro]
Say what, say what
Say what, say what, say what
Say what, what, huh, what
N***a, what, say what, say what