Say Less

Lyrics
[Intro] Say less, I ain't gon' say more Trap money boomin' like a claymore Times we used to pray for Kickin' off doors, what you think I really came for? I'm settin' levels with it, we ain't on the same floor [Verse] No limit I've seen a door and put a hole in it This the start, we stay winnin' so it won't finish (Never) Upgrades for bigger whips and bigger sticks, I'm into hittin' licks Started with a Z and got some bigger sticks (Eurgh) But we just started with this rap, they think I'm killin' it Steve said I'm brilliant (Fuckin' brilliant) Can't believe we hit a milli'— Mikes got a twenty-three, said my shit's gangster He tryna offer brick monеy, uncs and that's banter (Haha, smoke in the whip, that's a ridе full of cancer) Fuck it, never thought I'd see twenty-two anyway (Get locked any day) That's why the block just know guns in there anyway Get funds everyday (All day) 'Member being young just tryna put a ten away Runnin' 'round dumb and don't care what the fed had say Careless in every way Now the PG's just a list full of heavyweights (Heavy shit) R.I.P my hitters, I'ma see you at the heaven gates (Rest in peace) Meekz Manny, G, I bet they don't forget the name I let it rain, I need a mill' for every letter in my second name Really in my veins and I ain't into playin' games I need a villa out in Spain Like I'm on the run, I'm wanted, tryna get away (Gone) But I'm tryna cop it anyway I know these flights a realise another country just to jet away But if I'm stuck to the block, I bet I'm gettin' paid Loud packs to the face'll have your bitch smokin' Got her bendin' over backwards, got a flip mode in (Mm) Hyper mode, sports mode, I'm in a diff' motion Had to cool off, sold a few box from a few spots Got me out in Cali, out in Dover near the docks, thinkin', "When will it stop?" (When) Feelin' Curtis when I'm cocky with a box, I'm tryna fill a box, I mean the whole pallet (Pallet) W-W-When it lands, crack the pack and just smoke on it I let the bitch taste it, let her choke on it She take dick to the face and don't vomit (Yo, relax, take your time, go slow on it) I love the trap, I hate the trap, I made dough from it No cap shit Trap phones blew before this rap shit If you know me, know I'm active I ain't gotta send a text to make a pack flip Sellin' Tic Tac's is how I learnt my tactics each year and stack shit (Eurgh) Do a mazzaleen to make the trap sick Boondocks, bad kids (Bad kids) Bando doing backflips Wrap it in elastics I don't need to make up this rap shit (Real shit) Hitters really tapped in No cap up in my captions Shit, yeah, I need me a mansion (No cap) Been jail, hittin' fiends on the landin' Only right they show love now I'm rappin' No cappin' I got the new sounds, them niggas soundin' old fashioned I'm so laughin' (Hahaha) Dough grabbin', pissed if you think it won't happen I send them foreigners to go and grab him I'm sick rappin' Kidnappin', overlappin' bitch rappers, big patterns Put it on my life, this shit happens (On my life) [Chorus] Say less, I ain't gotta say more Trap money boomin' like a claymore Them times we used to pray for Kickin' off doors, what you think I really came for? (Baow) I'm settin' levels with it, we ain't on the same floor Say less, I ain't gotta say more Trap money boomin' like a claymore Them times we used to pray for Kickin' off doors, what you think I really came for? (Pow) I'm settin' levels with it, we ain't on the same floor
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- Meekz