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YB Terrion - Say It Witcha Chest Lyrics



YB Terrion - Say It Witcha Chest Lyrics
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J-J-J-J-JCReppin'
Yeah
Whatchu really doing if you ain't no threat?
Keep yo' mouth closed if you can't say it with yo' chest
Hard times right now. Good days on deck
I don't pick fights hommie I pick up checks
So whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
You was there last year
So is you really movin' though?
Laid the concrete and I made my own lane
Stay gettin' booked we ain't on the same page
Bank on myself all day to make change
I rap, sing, produce, and I act that's range
Doc said I might be immune to the sneeze
Cause I'm too cold, F-R with ease
Left massuh house my whole life been a breeze
Wanna work with me then you gotta pay my fees
Got up off my butt, laced my chucks, and hit the streets
No 9-5 but the fam still eat
Lost a couple friends cause I always picked me
If you thinkin' 'bout leavin' better do it quickly
Don't ask how I feel if you don't wanna hear the truth
If I don't say it to ya face Ima say it in the booth
Word to Bernie Mac hommie, I ain't scared of you
Look, I'm a 90's baby dawg, whatchu gone do?
Whatchu really doing if you ain't no threat?
Keep yo' mouf closed if you can't say it with yo' chest
Hard times right now. Good days on deck
I don't pick fights hommie I pick up checks
So whatchu really doin' though?
So whatchu really doin' though?
So whatchu really doin' though?
You was there last year
So is you really movin' though?
2023 I became my own boss
Go and get a job if you ain't tryna pay that cost
Squabbled up with life I ain't never took a loss
I'm the son of a King, how I look being soft?
Catch me on a bad day I might test yo' jaw
I'm saved not soft, someone didn't read that clause
If I catch you woofin' then I gotta bring my dawgs
Look, I'm a koo kat but I still throw paws
Mama called me up asking why I'm so violent
P.O.M.E. I'm a product of my environment
Then mama asked "son, why you still rhyming?"
Said I can't stop it's a part of my assignment
5 day fast to remember who I was
When you stuck in ya ways you just need a little nudge
People see the logo and they think I'm a thug
But little do they know I'm the gyat dang plug
Whatchu really doing if you ain't no threat?
Keep yo' mouf closed if you can't say it with yo' chest
Hard times right now. Good days on deck
I don't pick fights hommie I pick up checks
So whatchu really doin' though?
So whatchu really doin' though?
So whatchu really doin' though?
You was there last year
So is you really movin' though?
So whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
You was there last year
So is you really movin' though?
So whatchu really doin' though?
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J-J-J-J-JCReppin'
Yeah
Whatchu really doing if you ain't no threat?
Keep yo' mouth closed if you can't say it with yo' chest
Hard times right now. Good days on deck
I don't pick fights hommie I pick up checks
So whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
You was there last year
So is you really movin' though?
Laid the concrete and I made my own lane
Stay gettin' booked we ain't on the same page
Bank on myself all day to make change
I rap, sing, produce, and I act that's range
Doc said I might be immune to the sneeze
Cause I'm too cold, F-R with ease
Left massuh house my whole life been a breeze
Wanna work with me then you gotta pay my fees
Got up off my butt, laced my chucks, and hit the streets
No 9-5 but the fam still eat
Lost a couple friends cause I always picked me
If you thinkin' 'bout leavin' better do it quickly
Don't ask how I feel if you don't wanna hear the truth
If I don't say it to ya face Ima say it in the booth
Word to Bernie Mac hommie, I ain't scared of you
Look, I'm a 90's baby dawg, whatchu gone do?
Whatchu really doing if you ain't no threat?
Keep yo' mouf closed if you can't say it with yo' chest
Hard times right now. Good days on deck
I don't pick fights hommie I pick up checks
So whatchu really doin' though?
So whatchu really doin' though?
So whatchu really doin' though?
You was there last year
So is you really movin' though?
2023 I became my own boss
Go and get a job if you ain't tryna pay that cost
Squabbled up with life I ain't never took a loss
I'm the son of a King, how I look being soft?
Catch me on a bad day I might test yo' jaw
I'm saved not soft, someone didn't read that clause
If I catch you woofin' then I gotta bring my dawgs
Look, I'm a koo kat but I still throw paws
Mama called me up asking why I'm so violent
P.O.M.E. I'm a product of my environment
Then mama asked "son, why you still rhyming?"
Said I can't stop it's a part of my assignment
5 day fast to remember who I was
When you stuck in ya ways you just need a little nudge
People see the logo and they think I'm a thug
But little do they know I'm the gyat dang plug
Whatchu really doing if you ain't no threat?
Keep yo' mouf closed if you can't say it with yo' chest
Hard times right now. Good days on deck
I don't pick fights hommie I pick up checks
So whatchu really doin' though?
So whatchu really doin' though?
So whatchu really doin' though?
You was there last year
So is you really movin' though?
So whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
Whatchu really doin' though?
You was there last year
So is you really movin' though?
So whatchu really doin' though?
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Writer: Brandon Coleman
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Performed By: YB Terrion
Language: English
Length: 3:16
Written by: Brandon Coleman

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