Suspect, Flyo - Say It with Your Chest

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Say it with your chest
Always talking shit behind niggas backs
Just say it with your chest
Speak up, bitch boy
Say it with your chest, nigga
Just say it with your chest
Oh
I said anything you say, better mean that
No takesy-backsies
Nah, nigga, no retracts
Make a man see him and beat that
Squeeze 'em
Bunch of gully niggas with me
Little nigga, man, I wonder where your Gs at
Riding round my hood with my seat back
Big trizzy piece on my tee, fam
No nigga want it with me, fam
Got the whole hood respecting my G, fam
I’ve got niggas all shook, when I speak
They be looking at my feet, fam
I’ve got niggas on job, some riders
Gon' bang it and decease man
Man, approach them with ease, fam
Rap don’t determine my G, fam
Still, man are out in the street, fam
And they slap the MAC mizzy and breeze out
Post up for these pussyholes
I’m tryna
Someone tell these fucking nerds, man
They couldn’t be three up in their dreams
Man are getting money since a teen
Talk about money, how you mean?
Couldn’t envision what I’m seeing
Collecting gold medals
You can tell we the winners
Still told we’s the drillers
If I back it, you’re finished
Click-clack, good riddance
Bitch
Say it with your chest
Always talking shit behind niggas backs
Just say it with your chest
Say it with your chest, nigga
Just say it with your chest
Say it with your chest, ayy
Say it with your chest (chest)
Say it with your chest
Say it with your chest (chest)
Say it with your
S-say it with your chest, nigga
Say it, say it, chest, say it with your chest
Say it with your chest
Say it with your chest
Say it with your chest
Say it with your chest
I said say it with your chest
See me in the flesh
Don’t @ me on the net
Run up on a nigga
I bet you can’t @ me if you’re dead
Let it rain on your boss
The second in command will get it next
Where’s the respect?
Break down your set
All I smell is death in the air
It gets dark in the depths
Got me riding round the streets
And my car
Feds take a right
You know I’m karting it left
Park up the TEC
Rass up a Z
Run through my blower
Dialling a sket
I’ve got a whole bunch of tings
From east to the west
That’ll link these niggas, bitch
Now my palm in her breast
Ayy
Man just make the gyal dem get wet
They used to nick me in the trap house
Now I drop a tune and get cheques
Might do a show and get neck
All I say is stepped
I heard a rumour through the grapevine
That these pussy niggas upset
Tell 'em «say it with your chest»
Bitch
Say it with your chest
Always talking shit behind niggas backs
Just say it with your chest
Say it with your chest, nigga
Ayy, watch him go, watch him go
Just say it with your chest