They call me Birdman and Wayne
Bet the leather's so soft
I know I'm off track
Can't collect my train of thought
My heart is on my sleeve
Can't restrain from taking it off
This Calvin Kline is a part of me
What's the total overall? what's the cost?
I can take an image and post without a caption
Delete my social media. You'll never know my status
I'm known for turning suffering into a Billboard classic
Along with giving you nothing that's not in your satisfaction
The barrel's Farris Bueller. We're skipping school just to shoot it
I went from holding AR's now A&R's hear our music
We hit the line of scrimmage. Oh, no. This field ain't for niggas
It'll be a hard drive like a Windows computer
I grew up and screw up but my screws gotten looser
I think coming down this road will make your car need a tune up
Oh, you're sick but I threw up. I live my future in two months
I treat the end like the beginning. Yeah, it couldn't come sooner
What you say now on the way down
With a pint of Henny chilling in my coke now
What you say now? What's your name child?
Watch your tone. I'm the mother f*cking man now
Hey now
If you want it then you better know
Wanna party with the Devil gotta sell your soul
If you want it then you better know
If you want it then you better know
I can't sell my soul for this shit
Oh and not to mention
I add up these predictions
Not verses, more like scriptures
The new wave, man, I fathered it
The old wave is anonymous
All kinds of names are popping up
I check them off my shit list
Imagine they stop pretending
These blessing come from heaven
Put the beam on Donald's forehead
The only time that election comes
Is when I get dead presidents to represent me
I do it arrogantly. I do it elegantly
And don't prepare me to speak to the press
I'll come for they neck
And if they're thinking they're ahead
Decapitate them instead
You're hanging on by a thread and I can't lend 'em a hand
And burning bridges might make you not wanna walk here again
Oh, yeah. I'm poppin now. I'm popular
Got a wrist game with a new chain
It'll make you optimistic. Time is ticking
Money you can't repay
I gotta say I can't risk it. Cross the line but not finish
No suit and tie. Yeah I define whether or not you about business is
What you say now on the way down
With a pint of Henny chilling in my coke now
What you say now? What's your name child?
Watch your tone. I'm the mother f*cking man now
Hey now
If you want it then you better know
Wanna party with the Devil gotta sell your soul
If you want it then you better know
If you want it then you better know
Kill Em All - What You Say Lyrics
Kill Em All - What You Say Lyrics
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They call me Birdman and Wayne
Bet the leather's so soft
I know I'm off track
Can't collect my train of thought
My heart is on my sleeve
Can't restrain from taking it off
This Calvin Kline is a part of me
What's the total overall? what's the cost?
I can take an image and post without a caption
Delete my social media. You'll never know my status
I'm known for turning suffering into a Billboard classic
Along with giving you nothing that's not in your satisfaction
The barrel's Farris Bueller. We're skipping school just to shoot it
I went from holding AR's now A&R's hear our music
We hit the line of scrimmage. Oh, no. This field ain't for niggas
It'll be a hard drive like a Windows computer
I grew up and screw up but my screws gotten looser
I think coming down this road will make your car need a tune up
Oh, you're sick but I threw up. I live my future in two months
I treat the end like the beginning. Yeah, it couldn't come sooner
What you say now on the way down
With a pint of Henny chilling in my coke now
What you say now? What's your name child?
Watch your tone. I'm the mother f*cking man now
Hey now
If you want it then you better know
Wanna party with the Devil gotta sell your soul
If you want it then you better know
If you want it then you better know
I can't sell my soul for this shit
Oh and not to mention
I add up these predictions
Not verses, more like scriptures
The new wave, man, I fathered it
The old wave is anonymous
All kinds of names are popping up
I check them off my shit list
Imagine they stop pretending
These blessing come from heaven
Put the beam on Donald's forehead
The only time that election comes
Is when I get dead presidents to represent me
I do it arrogantly. I do it elegantly
And don't prepare me to speak to the press
I'll come for they neck
And if they're thinking they're ahead
Decapitate them instead
You're hanging on by a thread and I can't lend 'em a hand
And burning bridges might make you not wanna walk here again
Oh, yeah. I'm poppin now. I'm popular
Got a wrist game with a new chain
It'll make you optimistic. Time is ticking
Money you can't repay
I gotta say I can't risk it. Cross the line but not finish
No suit and tie. Yeah I define whether or not you about business is
What you say now on the way down
With a pint of Henny chilling in my coke now
What you say now? What's your name child?
Watch your tone. I'm the mother f*cking man now
Hey now
If you want it then you better know
Wanna party with the Devil gotta sell your soul
If you want it then you better know
If you want it then you better know
Bet the leather's so soft
I know I'm off track
Can't collect my train of thought
My heart is on my sleeve
Can't restrain from taking it off
This Calvin Kline is a part of me
What's the total overall? what's the cost?
I can take an image and post without a caption
Delete my social media. You'll never know my status
I'm known for turning suffering into a Billboard classic
Along with giving you nothing that's not in your satisfaction
The barrel's Farris Bueller. We're skipping school just to shoot it
I went from holding AR's now A&R's hear our music
We hit the line of scrimmage. Oh, no. This field ain't for niggas
It'll be a hard drive like a Windows computer
I grew up and screw up but my screws gotten looser
I think coming down this road will make your car need a tune up
Oh, you're sick but I threw up. I live my future in two months
I treat the end like the beginning. Yeah, it couldn't come sooner
What you say now on the way down
With a pint of Henny chilling in my coke now
What you say now? What's your name child?
Watch your tone. I'm the mother f*cking man now
Hey now
If you want it then you better know
Wanna party with the Devil gotta sell your soul
If you want it then you better know
If you want it then you better know
I can't sell my soul for this shit
Oh and not to mention
I add up these predictions
Not verses, more like scriptures
The new wave, man, I fathered it
The old wave is anonymous
All kinds of names are popping up
I check them off my shit list
Imagine they stop pretending
These blessing come from heaven
Put the beam on Donald's forehead
The only time that election comes
Is when I get dead presidents to represent me
I do it arrogantly. I do it elegantly
And don't prepare me to speak to the press
I'll come for they neck
And if they're thinking they're ahead
Decapitate them instead
You're hanging on by a thread and I can't lend 'em a hand
And burning bridges might make you not wanna walk here again
Oh, yeah. I'm poppin now. I'm popular
Got a wrist game with a new chain
It'll make you optimistic. Time is ticking
Money you can't repay
I gotta say I can't risk it. Cross the line but not finish
No suit and tie. Yeah I define whether or not you about business is
What you say now on the way down
With a pint of Henny chilling in my coke now
What you say now? What's your name child?
Watch your tone. I'm the mother f*cking man now
Hey now
If you want it then you better know
Wanna party with the Devil gotta sell your soul
If you want it then you better know
If you want it then you better know
Writer: Marquis Houston, Zech Biship
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid