This is a song about "Whatcha say"

But keep them cigarettes away

That's what i used to say

But all i got to say

She got grove st. on replay

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

Here's what i have to say

Whatcha think you gonna do now?

Bitches ain't around one thou

Dont listen to what they say

I was raised this way

I swear i'm coming back one day

Things will be right, i say.

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Use kendrick's line, i'll tell yah whatcha you're doing wrong

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Renegade, never been afraid to say