Текст песни What You Say (feat. RTG310) - Jay Princce

Yea
Ride down the westside
I bought my dawg with me
Ryan the great

Yea Yea
I don't fuck around wit no snake niggas
On the westside wit my 8 niggas
Too real for you fake niggas
Got the 2 tone if you hating niggas
Dead white men, in my pocket
But if you ask I ain't got it
All my real ones kept it solid
We been them niggas since pierce college
Number one concern is the profit
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Pussy dripping wet like a faucet
Beat it up
Beat it up
Beat it up
Please don't bring any drama
Bank account got plenty commas
Feature from me that's an honor
From the westside to Sri Lanka

Give a fuck what you say we from that west LA
I want my steak filaaaay don't run my time don't be late
Thank god for the most goodness sake
I don't really fuck with wit all the snakes
I don't know that might be the case
Tell dem girl on the way got the blaze
Let me in

I got some time
Let me grow old
Let me moderate
Let me meditate
Ima elevate tell you about realer fate
Been about a lot
Handful fans dawg Lets me go some sum it up
Eat a pan full of rice dawg let Ima level up
Riding with the dub droop hit my line
Dawg its ya time and the grind is defined
By the work that you did
Heard about the kid keep my name out ya mouth
I been rocking with lions switch it up and do the ryan
I been living like a mayan i don't really know the science of thing
Get up on dem book let me literare
Matter fact educate myself
But you gotta bit of hate like a confederate
Better faith rip to the letter eight
24 times feel it in ya soul

Give a fuck what you say we from that west LA
I want my steak filaaaay don't run my time don't be late
Thank god for the most goodness sake
I don't really fuck with wit all the snakes
I don't know that might be the case
Tell dem girl on the way got the blaze
Let me in