Make Em' Say

[Intro]

Showtime (flamers)

If you sippin' on somthin put it down right now

Get Money

We bout to get it poppin, this song

Jahlil Beats

[Verse 1]

I like my rosé red and my diamonds blue

Keep a dime chick like 5 times 2

I be killin these haters when I slide by through

Like a drive by do in a sky dive coop

Flyin, the whip sound like a lion

Keep a white girl with white girl like ryan

Uh, Shit I ain't baggin, I'm buyin

A lot of these suckas be frauds, lyin

Really though, they fishin for a robbery

I got them biddies tryna hit me like a lottery

Haters wanna body me cause I'm a hot commodity

Puffin on that hater ease the pain like a apology

Niggas they can spit but they'll never be as fly as me

Wrist lookin like the same arena where the Flyers be- ICEY

I know, I don't think they like me

Maybe cause I might be dickin down they wifey

Umm, It's easy to hate me it's harder to love me

You a hater

Ask ya bitches bet ya all of them fucked me

They callin' me hubby but they be callin' for nothin'

Cause when I tell them hoes I like em I be kiddin like Cudi

[Hook]

They be like...

Yup yup we make em say...

Yup yup we make em say...

Yup we got em like...

Let's get it

You got a boyfriend?

No, we don't care

Now where that money at?

It's over here

We ball hard

Bottles in the air

Chillin in the whip make them biddies stop and stare

[Verse 2]

Before I met T.I.P. I was the king, Martin Luther

Diamonds in the bezzle lookin husky, Rasputia

Don't get it twisted I spit, but I'm a shooter

Glock 17 clip hangin longer then a ruler

Every time I see them hoes they be like

You the best like Drizzy, but I tell them I'm cooler

I ain't even hit, she gave me brain like a tutor

I kick that chick out early in the morning like a rooster

I'm a D.O.P.E.B.O.Y

Lookin like money everytime I flow by

Haters hatin on me

I don't know why

Cause I'm come from da bottom were da sun don't shine

Pops died young so I had to man up

Cases got caught so I had to stand up

I'm the best around hands down hands up

Smack a sucka right in front of his squad and what like...

[Hook]

They be like...

Yup yup we make em say...

Yup yup we make em say...

Yup we got em like...

Let's get it

You got a boyfriend?

No, we don't care

Now where that money at?

It's over here

We ball hard

Bottles in the air

Chillin in the whip make them biddies stop and stare

[Verse 3]

Them boys damn near forty

They ain't fuckin with shorty

I shine like a buck worth of jewelry

For sure he the hottest in America

All guts glory

Benzo 6 all on that back, Rob Horry

Limbo, bend the corner all eyes on me

Like I'm 2Pac niggas envy

Wanna shakur me

Haters, why get mad?

I get paper

All black Camaro lookin like Darth Vader

Diamonds in ma chain like da water in Jamaica- all blue

Them biddies like "Who da F RU"

My niggas we ball through

Sumthin we all do

On that day she pop me she prolli will call you

My niggas tryna turn a pound of raw to a molly

In the kitchen million dollar whippin like Bugatti

Me, ma niggas got it

Hater like, how he do that?

Who that? we that!

Prolly

[Hook]

They be like...

Yup yup we make em say...

Yup yup we make em say...

Yup we got em like...

Let's get it

You got a boyfriend?

No, we don't care

Now where that money at?

It's over here

We ball hard

Bottles in the air

Chillin in the whip make them biddies stop and stare