S.A.Y (feat. Young Go) - Kennyon Brown

We lit, bruh Yeah (hello?) I'm with Dro, got that pack goin' for the low (hello?) What? What? Uh (Cash, Cash), huh? (Cash, Cash) I think the Xans tryna tell me something (Cash, what?) I came in with a cool hundred (huh? Came in with a cool hundred) And I got some bitches comin' (yeah, and I got some bitches comin') And I got some bitches callin' (what?) (Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt) Yeah (yeah) I'm with Dro, got that pack goin' for the low (for the low) Sell a P, sell a O, sell it for the low (for the low) If she top, I'm in love, I'ma let it go (I'm in love) Let it go on your block, we gon' do a show (let it go) Let it go on your block, I'ma do a show (yeah) He a pussy, he a opp, he gon' call the po' (yeah) All my niggas, they on go, they on fuckin' go (what?) Got the pole with the scope, know I keep a pole (huh, wow) Why these niggas, why these mans actin' like some hoes? (Yeah) In my Ksubi jeans (fuck these niggas) Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll (yeah) That bitch all on me (what? Go) TerRio, TerRio, TerRio Got a stripper bitch that bend on me (cash) J. Lo, J. Lo, J. Lo (I came in, what? What?) I came in with a cool hundred (I came in with a cool hundred) And I got some bitches comin' (and I got some bitches comin') And I got some bitches callin' (and I got some bitches callin') Yeah (yeah) I'm with Dro, got that pack goin' for the low (for the low) Sell a P, sell a O, sell it for the low (yeah) If she top, I'm in love, I'ma let it go (blatt, blatt) Let it go on your block, we gon' do a show (do a show, uh, ooh) Fuck that bitch, I go too dumb (blatt) Rick Owens on top of ones We don't do no one-on-ones (blatt) Put that Xanny on your tongue Rock the show out like a punk She the type of bitch that love to fuck (blatt) Baby, you the chosen one And, baby, I don't fuck with none Fell asleep in LA, woke up to the sun, ooh Fuck my PO, he know I got hella guns (yeah) Ooh, and shoutout my OG, he know he keep in one, uh Fuck that SGP, he know I brung the phonk (Cash, Cash, what?) Hit him with the pump, leave him in the trunk (Cash) Uh, would have fucked your baby mama but it stunk (yeah) Uh, beat a nigga ass, leave a nigga lumped (whoa, what? What? What?) I came in with a cool hundred (blatt, what? What?) And I got some bitches comin' (blatt, what? What?) And I got some bitches callin' (blatt, ooh, beep, beep, what? What?) Uh, yeah (yeah) I'm with Dro, got that pack goin' for the low (I'm with Dro) Sell a P, sell a O, sell it for the low (for the low) If she top, I'm in love, I'ma let it go (I'm in love) Let it go on your block, we gon' do a show (whoa, beep)

Drinks in the air Rich nigga put that ace of spade in the air Mack a couple bitches, yeah we played everywhere Shake it up and pop it, damn she sprayed everywhere And we be saucin' I love her so you know I got to floss and I'm not a dentist but a nigga flossin' I'm fresh to death, they say I should be coughin' I'm 'bout to turn it up She wanna party with a real nigga She wanna party with a real nigga Shawty wanna party with a real nigga She wanna party with a real nigga She wanna party, she wanna party She wanna party, she wanna party Twist it like a Tootsie Roll, Roll, Roll Like a movie play your fuckin' role, role, role Can't believe my circle small like Cheerios Hate to say it but this ain't another Bankroll She tried to pop it all for me Lil shawty tried to drop it all for me But I see right through her body That she just want her money, she just vibin' And if you lick her she just wanna pop it And if you with her bring battery rocket Fucked her good and now her heart is in my pocket Her heart beatin' by the racin' but we gotta pace it Sit on my face, that pussy wet like she fresh out the lake and I milked this place, I beat the case, crank up my generator I got some X, I got some syrup, I'm smokin' turtle tank and And we be saucin' I love her so you know I got to floss and I'm not a dentist but a nigga flossin' I'm fresh to death, they say I should be coughin' I'm 'bout to turn it up She wanna party with a real nigga She wanna party with a real nigga Shawty wanna party with a real nigga She wanna party with a real nigga She wanna party, she wanna party She wanna party, she wanna party I don't know if you gon' roll with me I'm tryna see if you gon' stroll with me Jeffery tryna roll You should try livin' with a gangster Stay down with me if I'm banged up I'ma do or die with you no matter what No matter what Everything about you please me Darlin' now hurry up, I'll eat that pussy From you, away could never push me darlin' I want you for real And if you feel like I wasted your time, I reimburse Now I might put a little interest on it Okay about you, I'm ready to kill I'ma come back on it, appeal Look at my kit, I reimburse And I just might pull a HNDRXX on her Trendsetter era Rich nigga put that ace of spade in the air Mack a couple bitches, yeah we played everywhere Shake it up and pop it, damn she sprayed everywhere And we be saucin' I love her so you know I got to floss and I'm not a dentist but a nigga flossin' I'm fresh to death, they say I should be coughin' I'm 'bout to turn it up She wanna party with a real nigga She wanna party with a real nigga Shawty wanna party with a real nigga She wanna party with a real nigga She wanna party, she wanna party She wanna party, she wanna party

We take a drive just to sing along Every word of them Rolling Stones Stacey's mom had it goin' on Lived three doors down, I can see her now Her daughter had a heart that was wild and free If you Blink-182, then you'd miss me and her Every verse had a story Yeah, them pocket lighter nights lit up our days of glory Back when the air guitars were the only sound And you'd strum the chords and I'd put the pedal down Two-man dashboard band rollin' through this town Had that rearview shakin' to the kick-drum beat Leanin' West Coast deep in the bucket seats All I ever wanted was right there in that car Back when we were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) Back when we were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) Nothin' like freedom two windows down You singin' along, still hear it now Way too loud and sometimes off key But you sounded like an angel to me You'd make fun of how I threw my head And threw my fingers up in the air Thought I was Kurt Cobain or Jimmy Page You were at side seat, center stage Back when the air guitars were the only sound And you'd strum the chords and I'd put the pedal down Two-man dashboard band rollin' through this town And that rearview shakin' to the kick-drum beat Leanin' West Coast deep in the bucket seats All I ever wanted was right there in that car Back when we were rockstars Back when we were rockstars We never ended up on MTV Or heard our voices on a CD But in your eyes and in my arms We were each other's rockstars Back when the air guitars were the only sound And you'd strum the chords and I'd put the pedal down Two-man dashboard band rollin' through this town Had that rearview shakin' to the kick-drum beat Leeanin' West Coast deep in the bucket seats All I ever wanted was right there in that car Back when we were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) Yeah, back when we were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) Back when we were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) You and me were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) oh yeah (Running all night, chasing down a dream) Yeah, we were runnin' all night, chasing down a dream Howlin' at the moon, baby, you and me