Whatcha Say (2024) - Jace!

Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to fall
Crop circles in the carpetSinking, feeling (This is what you're looking for)
Mm, whatcha say?
Ayy, bitch, go, rr (Rr), rr (Rr)
Ayy (Ayy)

Wake up, light a cig', I grab my Glock, I don't even really know what I'm doing (Bitch, ayy)
You throw me a semi, I don't want no switch, that bitch don't know where he shootin' (Go)
If you talkin' 'bout money, I'm fluent in it, if you talkin' 'bout bitches, I'm flowin' in 'em
I'm with my niggas even if they right or wrong, we hit that block and we goin' in it
Hit the club with that Draco, I'm shootin' in it
With my kids and you know I keep going for 'em
Hop in that Wraith and she blow me in it
Bitches be lying, it's too annoying (Bitch, ayy)

When my nigga died I wanted to hurt myself
Geeked too high, left the Perc' on the shelf
A hundred degrees, we've been making shit melt (Bitch, ayy, melt, melt)
It's just somethin' slight, went and got me a belt
Niggas gon' cry when they getting that belt
I ain't gon' lie, y'all ain't know how it felt (Bitch, ayy)
Spinnin', ayy, bitch-ass nigga tryna blemish the image
Can't wait to tell all the opps, "Good riddance"
Chubby was cooking that crack in the kitchen (Bitch, ayy)
Different (Different), wettin' shit up, we had missed him (Missed him)
This lil' bitch calling me "Mister" (Mister)
She let me put all my kids in (Kids in)

Bitch, ayy, go, go, rr-rr (Rr-rr-rr)
Ayy (Bitch), real Murda Worth shit I'm talkin' 'bout (Real Murda Worth shit I'm talkin' 'bout)
Ayy, go (Ayy), ayy

Wake up, light a cig', I grab my Glock, I don't even really know what I'm doing (Bitch, ayy)
You throw me a semi, I don't want no switch, that bitch don't know where he shootin' (Go)
Wake up, light a cig', I grab my Glock, I don't even really know what I'm doing (Bitch, ayy)
You throw me a semi, I don't want no switch, that bitch don't know where he shootin' (Go, bitch)
If you talkin' bout money, I'm fluent in it, if you talkin' bout bitches, I'm flowin' in 'em
I'm with my niggas even if they right or wrong, we hit that block and we goin' in it
Hit the club with that Draco, I'm shootin' in it
With my kids and you know I keep going for 'em
Hop in that Wraith and she blow me in it
Bitches be lying, it's too annoying