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say sum - ck sula lyrics

[intro]
oh woah woah
ck
oh no no
why all these n*ggas be actin’ so hard
if you a real gangsta, then put up some bars
put in some bars
put in some

[chorus]
say some, man i’m tired of the quiet
oh say some, i done popped me a perky i feel none
and i hop out and trap with no mask on
say some, d*mn i’m up on the throne i’m the crowned king
got my kingdom it rise all around me
in the 254 reppin’, og street
took your shawty to paris
call me daddy, but i ain’t her parent
got my drip, i don’t need me no stylist
man, i’m head of the squad, i’m the pilot
ain’t usin’ a knife, i ain’t usin’ appliances
got a new stick and i rock with the silencer
blowin’ my sticks, so we call it the firework
hop on the beat, boy, you know that we stylin it
vibing in brum , got the henny the party lit
[verse]
shut up, little b*tch, i don’t wanna hear no talkin
f*ckin’ with the o, you gon’ end up in a coffin
running to the money, you know that i’m always locked in
turnin’ up the 808, i hit it like a mosh pit
oh, sh*t, wait, i ain’t f*ckin’ with the play
got a band inside my pocket like a russian with a k
see an opp ontop the block, i know my brother’s gonna spray
see, this n*gga rockin’ gucci, but you know that sh*t be fake
woke up to n*ggas all acting like clowns
no roof on the drop top, we bringin’ it down
the shawty be shakin’ that sh*t for the crowd
my eyes turnin’ red when we off of the loud
bro, stop, i don’t f*ck with that sh*t turn the play off
i was only a teen, i got locked up
man, i thought i was done, throw my life up
but i turn this sh*t round
up with my brodies, we makin’ a sound
i style on the beat, then i put it on cloud
my dream was to be all the talk of the town
my dream was to be, my dream was to be
ice on my neck and the drip on my feet
my brodies all ride when i’m head of the fleet
all of the guap getting ks by the week
call me the king, cause i’m livin’ the dream
[chorus]
say some, man i’m tired of the quiet
oh say some, i done popped me a perky i feel none
and i hop out and trap with no mask on
say some, d*mn i’m up on the throne i’m the crowned king
got my kingdom it rise all around me
in the 254 reppin’, og street
took your shawty to paris
call me daddy, but i ain’t her parent
got my drip, i don’t need me no stylist
man, i’m head of the squad, i’m the pilot
ain’t usin’ a knife, i ain’t usin’ appliances
got a new stick and i rock with the silencer
blowin’ my sticks, so we call it the firework
hop on the beat, boy, you know that we stylin it
vibing in brum , got the henny the party lit

[outro]
woke up to n*ggas all acting like clowns
no roof on the drop top, we bringin’ it down
the shawty be shakin’ that sh*t for the crowd
my eyes turnin’ red when we off of the loud
bro, stop, i don’t f*ck with that sh*t turn the play off
i was only a teen, i got locked up
man, i thought i was done, throw my life up
but i turn this sh*t

- ck sula lyrics

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