Icewear Vezzo, Doughboy Clay - Watch What You Say lyrics
Icewear Vezzo [Chivez Smith] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Icewear Vezzo, Doughboy Clay - Watch What You Say lyrics]
Niggas talkin' 'bout they the what?
I hate niggas like you drank God
Drakey gang, nigga (David Wesson)
Know we on that, yeah, what?
Ugh, this that robbin' season, nigga (yeah)
Take a nigga plate like he tired of eatin'
Ugh (Bitch)
These pussy niggas vegan, they tired of
Beefin', yeah
(Niggas hoes)
Put that mask on, bitch, I'm Halloweenin'
Nigga (Ugh)
I just left the O, 'bout to stack that shit
Yeah (The O)
Bitch, I been that nigga
Better ask your bitch, yeah
(Better ask your bitch)
Richest in the city, got a bag, I'm Crip
(Crip)
Oh, he wanna be ghost? I'll grant your wish
Nigga (Hah)
Came rose prezi', I had every watch, nigga
Hundred in that Drac', you
Could get every shot, ayy
Bust it out the wrapper, it's already rock
The chopper knock him out the park, bitch
I'm Larry Cox (Woo)
All this ice, I feel like Gucci in 2006
(For real)
Nigga, I been gettin' money since 2006
(For real) me and gang just robbed the
Plug for two thousand bricks
A hundred thousand in my pocket
That's a pile of shit, ugh
Got a chip on my shoulder
It's fuck everybody
Better watch what you say
I'd hate to catch a body
Should I do the 550 or just do the Masi'?
Got a chip on my shoulder
Feel like John Gotti
You know we been full around this bitch
Motherfucker, you know ain't shit changed
A nigga gon' hate on a nigga
When he see you in that coupe on thangs
Niggas sayin' that they gang, we already that
(yeah) no, I don't fight hoes
You get your baby daddy whacked
They just tryna run it up, bitch
We already slappin' (We already slappin')
They just jumpin' off the porch
And we already active (We already active)
Most them niggas in my city
Make the same music (yeah)
This for the robbers and the shooters
I make gang music (I make gang music)
The type of shit you cook a brick
And make a stain to it (Make a stain to it)
The type of shit you crash out
And blow a brain to it (Bitch)
Fuck the show
I jump on stage with my hoodie on
(My hoodie on)
Grab that fenty', grab that dog
Get my boogie on (Skrrt)
Bitch, I was on my money phone
Before they put me on (Hello?)
Fuck it, we done robbed the plug 'cause
He ain't put me on (Hah)
I got a chip on my shoulder
It's fuck everybody (Fuck 'em)
I'll catch an attitude and wet everybody
(For real) i was sellin' lean when Jay
Had that Larry house (Jay)
Hit a lick for fifty 'bows at the Marriott
Ugh
Got a chip on my shoulder
It's fuck everybody
Better watch what you say
I'd hate to catch a body
Should I do the 550 or just do the Masi'?
Got a chip on my shoulder
Feel like John Gotti
You know we been full around this bitch
Motherfucker, you know ain't shit changed
A nigga gon' hate on a nigga
When he see you in that coupe on thangs
I hate niggas like you drank God
Drakey gang, nigga (David Wesson)
Know we on that, yeah, what?
Ugh, this that robbin' season, nigga (yeah)
Take a nigga plate like he tired of eatin'
Ugh (Bitch)
These pussy niggas vegan, they tired of
Beefin', yeah
(Niggas hoes)
Put that mask on, bitch, I'm Halloweenin'
Nigga (Ugh)
I just left the O, 'bout to stack that shit
Yeah (The O)
Bitch, I been that nigga
Better ask your bitch, yeah
(Better ask your bitch)
Richest in the city, got a bag, I'm Crip
(Crip)
Oh, he wanna be ghost? I'll grant your wish
Nigga (Hah)
Came rose prezi', I had every watch, nigga
Hundred in that Drac', you
Could get every shot, ayy
Bust it out the wrapper, it's already rock
The chopper knock him out the park, bitch
I'm Larry Cox (Woo)
All this ice, I feel like Gucci in 2006
(For real)
Nigga, I been gettin' money since 2006
(For real) me and gang just robbed the
Plug for two thousand bricks
A hundred thousand in my pocket
That's a pile of shit, ugh
Got a chip on my shoulder
It's fuck everybody
Better watch what you say
I'd hate to catch a body
Should I do the 550 or just do the Masi'?
Got a chip on my shoulder
Feel like John Gotti
You know we been full around this bitch
Motherfucker, you know ain't shit changed
A nigga gon' hate on a nigga
When he see you in that coupe on thangs
Niggas sayin' that they gang, we already that
(yeah) no, I don't fight hoes
You get your baby daddy whacked
They just tryna run it up, bitch
We already slappin' (We already slappin')
They just jumpin' off the porch
And we already active (We already active)
Most them niggas in my city
Make the same music (yeah)
This for the robbers and the shooters
I make gang music (I make gang music)
The type of shit you cook a brick
And make a stain to it (Make a stain to it)
The type of shit you crash out
And blow a brain to it (Bitch)
Fuck the show
I jump on stage with my hoodie on
(My hoodie on)
Grab that fenty', grab that dog
Get my boogie on (Skrrt)
Bitch, I was on my money phone
Before they put me on (Hello?)
Fuck it, we done robbed the plug 'cause
He ain't put me on (Hah)
I got a chip on my shoulder
It's fuck everybody (Fuck 'em)
I'll catch an attitude and wet everybody
(For real) i was sellin' lean when Jay
Had that Larry house (Jay)
Hit a lick for fifty 'bows at the Marriott
Ugh
Got a chip on my shoulder
It's fuck everybody
Better watch what you say
I'd hate to catch a body
Should I do the 550 or just do the Masi'?
Got a chip on my shoulder
Feel like John Gotti
You know we been full around this bitch
Motherfucker, you know ain't shit changed
A nigga gon' hate on a nigga
When he see you in that coupe on thangs