Lyrics I Just Wanna Say - Z-RO

I just wanna say fuck you
For all the bitch ass shit you do
Don't want me and my people to come through
Dressed in all black, we came here to handle that
So where the fuck y'all niggas at?

I just wanna say fuck you
For all the bitch ass shit you do
Don't want me and my people to come through
Dressed in all black, we came here to handle that
So where y'all coward asses at?

Used to be my homie, but you stole from me like you didn't know me
With friends like you, no wonder I don't have homies
'Cause I was down like four flats without a jack for ya
Instead of robbin' your enemy, you attacked your brother

Now go run and tell all your people that I'm actin' funny
Don't forget to tell 'em what you stole, that's that gas money
I would've took a bullet for you bro but fuck you though
Nowadays niggas ain't shit, but y'all already know

I can do bad on my own
But when I'm earnin' I'm one deep, I get my cash on my own
I don't need no assistance, keep a crease in my slacks
Only teflon bullets, and all the pistols I pack

Crispy highs in the front, big ole bang in the back
Grape cigerillo blunt, big ol' buds in the sack
Screw blue candy paint, tell me what's fuckin wit' that
I don't trust none of my people, keep my hands on my strap
Straight like that

I just wanna say fuck you
For all the bitch ass shit you do
Don't want me and my people to come through
Dressed in all black, we came here to handle that
So where the fuck y'all niggas at?

I just wanna say fuck you
For all the bitch ass shit you do
Don't want me and my people to come through
Dressed in all black, we came here to handle that
So where y'all coward asses at?

Don't want no woman, I would rather be a gigolo
No feelings involved, call me Mr. Hit-that-hoe
She got it twisted, 'cause I'll be damned if I kiss that hoe
Mo City, Texas and we be damned if we don't get that dough

Lookin' so fly, homie, my gators have eyes
I bet I won't ride in it if it ain't been customized
Twenty-thousand worth of all these diamonds in my mouth
And he do my tats, I get my shit done at the house

Fuck waitin' in a line 'cause I'm in my own lane
Y'all keep doin' what y'all doin;, I'll do my own thing
I'm ahead of the game, might as well be the coach
Shootin' spiders off that glass, so I'm rollin' on fo's

Homie it's so much smoke, I can reach out and touch it
I'm higher then a bitch but always on my note in public
I do what I do to get paid, most my people love it
With my niggas spendin' whatever I want, you better not touch it
I'm hustlin'

I just wanna say fuck you
For all the bitch ass shit you do
Don't want me and my people to come through
Dressed in all black, we came here to handle that
So where the fuck y'all niggas at?

I just wanna say fuck you
For all the bitch ass shit you do
Don't want me and my people to come through
Dressed in all black, we came here to handle that
So where y'all coward asses at?