Say What – Rylo Rodriguez Lyrics
What he say? I put him on the album to troll, make sure ain't a drone flown
What he say? I hit his jeweler phone, I pick my own stones
What he say? I'm in rush hour traffic bitch to Hong Kong
What he say? I like the movie ain't finished, she havin' a thong showin'
What he say? These nigga rappin' ain't P, they lied, they ain't playa
What he say? You the one who stop for 12, I robbed 'em like Tank Dell
What he say? You tryna go to jail, you flexin' our private mail
What he say? That nigga broke as hell, she rockin' knock-off Chanel
What he say? I wear baguette cuts, I put a milli up
What he say? If she can really fuck, I lift titties up
What he say? We sell anythin', you niggas don't bid enough
What he say? Just build that switch, you tie the vehicle up
What he say? Watch what y'all niggas sayin', I'm comin' like Melo did
What he say? I need a Houston crib, I feel like Steffon Diggs
What he say? Plain Jane Patek feel, same price as Richard Mil
What he say? I ain't spare none of these ho' we fuck 'round hit yo' girl
What he say? Bruh'nem lawyer fees, you tellin' 'em, "I don't got it"
Yeah, yeah, she don't be outside, I'm fuckin' a homebody
Yeah, yeah, I don't come out fifty ball at least, I feel broke
What he say? Don't got real video, we still the real G.O.A.Ts
What he say? I say you tell a soul, I fuck 'round fly yo' friend
What he say? I cut the ho' water off just like the fireman
What he say? Free Jordan, man, lil bruh'nem cell mates
What he say? Bulletproof Hellcats and bulletproof Jailbreak
What he say? Niggas ain't in the game, you niggas just tailgate
Who, uh, what he say?
I heard he told the fox everythin' he know, no he didn't
I heard he told the bitch everythin' he know, no he didn't
I told the bitch I'll buy her a butt lift drop the lo', and she did
She know I'm the youngest doin', Fat Fox, six hundred in cars at the store (Hoo)
Every nigga use to it, they on (Ftt), they on go
I throw a rack on my finger, bro (*sniff, sniff*) 'fore he blow (Ba)
You eat dick, yes or no? Four, five, six, seven-thousand my coat (It's Pucci)
All I say, "hut, set go", he so smooth with the fed, paint pot got a pole
She dropped the lo', I was already here, all I text back was "ho' hit the floor"
Seven hundred thousand in jewelry, I ran out of fingers pinky rings my toes
Seven hundred thousand in Ps, he was squeakin', he gave his partner up for bows
She fuckin' me and bro, I keep it capital P, the bitch think I ain't no know
Eight thousand for a jacket, I told bro don't get a drip for this coat (Hoo)
10k for the Khakis, before I bought 'em, called my Chrome heart ho' (Hoo)
The bitch stingy with the , I text her friend, let me use your throat
Can't take her serious, she a ho', real millionaire can't remember a ho' sayin' "no" (Hoo)
Six hundred thousand rose gold, millionaire kid make a ho kiss my toe
Soon as we leave, hit yo' knees, ate the whole dick, she have a see-through throat
I let her fuck the bros, it's hot in the A, but I brought the snow (Cocaine)
Don't bring yo' ho' if she don't go, in the 'Yami beatin' her backend on the boat
What he say? I put him on the album to troll, make sure ain't a drone flown
What he say? I hit his jeweler phone, I pick my own stones
What he say? I'm in rush hour traffic bitch to Hong Kong
What he say? I like the movie ain't finished, she havin' a thong showin'
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Álbum S.K.A.T.E.; Say What, de Rylo Rodriguez, compositores Rylo, YTB Fatt, Chi Chi, Cloud (Producer). Lançamento: July 3, 2026
