G-Eazy - Say lyrics

[Produced by Ty Fyffe] [Intro: French Montana] Montana You know when you hear that HAN G-Eazy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah HAN Coke boy [Hook: French Montana & Yung FLiiBoy] Yo hands down you're a man down If hating mad when I roll around Shawty clocking knowing I'm the man now Yeah they know how it's going down What the gone say what they gone say We don't need them n***as anyway What the gone say what they gone say f** it we don't need them n***as anyway [Verse 1: G-Eazy] But what they say when I drop this sh** If you looked away what if you missed it Most of you rappers sound the same and nothing's different I came to the game here to stay not just to visit Now I got a buzz like I popped 6 klonopin Grew up in the Bay and swishers what I put my chronic in Drinking straight if anything I might just put some tonic in I’m proving them wrong again with the sh** I’m accomplishin’ Hair slick backwards, I’m dapper Your b**h is cool, mine is badder You haters gossip and chatter All my team we're eating as if we hunt and we gather Your girl tweeted that I was her favorite rapper, I’m flattered [Hook] [Verse 2: French Montana] We don’t need them n***as anyway Rari low, feet up on them n***as anyway Took the Ghost to the dealer told him go a Wraith b**h shotgun, on E! like Chelsea Lately (Han) Born straight 10 summers born straight You small plate, 2015 with no plaque Paper tag, bricks in the condo College to the league had to turn 4 to 9 like Rondo Twenty-four karat gold fine number Eric Hold 5 chains herringbone 5 whips [?] This ain’t a Rollie it’s a time machine Popping perk, smoking sour, drinking lean [Hook] [Verse 3: G-Eazy] No I saw this coming Like where is this rapper from and What is his career becoming I just sparked my blunt and then play to beat and write something Slept on me you’re f**ing dumb And even your girl knows I’m coming And you sir are b**hless A list hoes, Taylor Swift is on my wish list Plain black clothes I still stand the crispiest A crew full of misfits Now watch us go the distance Smoking West Coast on the East Coast Feed me a beat like this watch see what it provokes Growing up I caught the bus now I push a Prévost Faded from the weed smokes I’m paid cause nothing’s for free folks Yeah [Hook] [Outro] (x2) When I show up what would they say When I blow up what should they say What they gon’ say, what they gon’ say now What they gon’ say now