I'm Saying

[Intro]

Riiiiiight

It’s that Cinematic shit

It’s that Black Apple shit

Everything’s extravagant

It’s a higher way of life

And I’m all in

[Verse 1]

I’m that nigga, that’s why your bitch is all on me

Introduce her to the shrimp over at Bond Street

Let her shop, show her I think of her fondly

I toss and cop, I don’t even do laundry

It’s Goodwill after I one-wear them

My ears popping, nigga, I can never hear them

Big nigga, popping all of the models

Molton Bown body wash, 38 bucks a bottle

What up? Buddy Love up in this motherfucker

Senseless, still a motherfucker

Big business, baby, nothing like them other suckers

Steady tryna keep tags on ya, tryna cuff ya, nah

Do your thing, baby, you freed up

Just respect yourself and keep it G’d up

Barack preaching ‘bout change

And I know you sick of fucking with them lames

I’m saying

[Chorus]

Baby girl, I ain’t hating, that’s a sucker move

But choose up if you tryna catch a W

You could meet me at the W

Got dour by the ounce, Zeros, they by the case, too

Hit the spa, get a facial

The way you do it make them other broads hate you

Keep them suckers in they lane

Fuck with this fly shit and quit playing, I’m saying

[Verse 2]

Riiiiight, you tryna fuck with a boss or a worker?

You gotta treat yourself, baby, don’t cheat yourself

Do the right thing, ‘cause baby girl, you deserve to

Be the First Lady in my White House

You should be iced out, instead of arguing bout petty shit

Like your mandatory mani- and pedi- shit

He ain’t bout bread

He just wanna smoke dirt and watch bootlegs

Shake from that nigga, you should do that

‘Cause when you fuck with a wack nigga, that make you wack

Come enhance your shoe game up some

Red bottoms, no more of them Nine West joints

What you waiting for? Ain’t nothing else to think ‘bout

Get boujee on that nigga, ‘cause it’s in style

One move got you right up in the In-Crowd

Lebron James shit, you need to win now

Ha, I’m saying

[Bridge]

When in doubt, let me be the one you go to

Little mama need guidance? Let me coach you

Keep your head up when them fast-talkers approach you

It’s never too late, I can still mold you (Riiiight)

Focus up, you should be Venice-slacking

It feel a little different in the winners’ bracket

It’s time for the change

Them lame niggas fucking up the game, I’m saying

[Chorus]

Baby girl, I ain’t hating, that’s a sucker move

But choose up if you tryna catch a W

You could meet me at the W

Got dour by the ounce and Rosé by the case, too

Hit the spa, get a facial

The way you do it make them other broads hate you

Keep them suckers in they lane

Fuck with this fly shit and quit playing, I’m saying

[Outro]

I’m saying

You tryna fuck with this winners’ circle?

Or you tryna fuck with them squares?

No, don’t do that freaky shit over here

It’s that Black Apple shit

It’s that Cinematic shit

DZA! Riiiiiight