say less (feat. l i LD u RK & A boogie wit大hoodie)

[Intro: Lil Durk & Swizz Beatz]
Yeah, huh, okay
No tune right? Turn my voice up
Yeah
Say less
Tired of all the fake shit, tired of all the bullshit (Yeah, Smurk, lets get it)
Tired of all these niggas talkin bout they gon do shit
Tired of all these niggas ready to squash shit
You got a problem, me I aint squashin shit
Say less, say less, say less, say less
Say less, say less, say less, say less (Smurk)

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
I aint squashin shit, Jay Z can tell me 'Do it' Ima tell him 'No'
OGs get on the blogs act like they killers, most them niggas hoes
Trenches, Im like Drake, but I cant cap that nigga Baby hold
I grew up a screw up, had to heat the crib up with the stove
Fifteen roaches crawled up on my face, Dede probably trolled
I get a Grammy, Im on stage with killers how I be at shows
No gimmick, I told [?] he just like Kendrick with a Shiesty flow
I used to look up to them hood legends, Its all mices tho
Say less, I had to shop at Payless , for lawyers you cant pay less
I can swipe off lawyers and for choppers with my Apex
'Durk aint from the trenches' who the **** can really say that?
'Durk aint for his niggas' who the **** can really say that?

[Chorus: Lil Durk & Swizz Beatz]
Say less (Pussy), say less, say less (Nigga), say less
Say less (Nigga), say less, say less, nigga man, what?

[Verse 2: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Huh?
I aint gotta talk about it, nowI got it, look
Niggas stylist, get they style from me, I balance, yeah
I dont want the bitch if she dont do it sloppy, yeah
We not hittin it, barbarians to bed
Whats rocky? Her head, whats sloppy? The feds
On my body, cause my cuban link so [?], yeah
Hermès for Christmas, even if it aint no holiday, I sled
For breakfast , she gon eat me up and swallow me, Im like 'Yeah'
My ex bitch dont love me, but she still follow me cause Im lit
And my enemies shootin in the air like [?] we best
Look, uh-uh-ah, hmm, uh, uh, eh
After all that I did
Sorry baby, I dont wanna find no love in Starless
Ratchet, ratchet on me, ratchet right on my hip
Pass it to the broski, he gon empty the clip
Had to see my granny, Im [?] too up in my shit
Let it off like the [?], my niggas aint with nothin
Lets go, me and Durkio, you know we, we wildin
And word to mommy, my [?] got booked for [?]
Spin the block, sendin shots, some of the shots hit his body
You gon think a nigga got the monkeypox
Ooh, dont diss, honest nigga, its a warzone outside
Movin like the red robin, hoodie on all the time

[ Outro: Swizz Beatz & Lil Durk]
Tired of all the fake shit, tired of all the bullshit
Tired of all these niggas talkin bout they gon do shit
Tired of all these niggas ready to squash shit
You got a problem, me I aint squashin shit
Say less (Nigga), say less, say less, say less
Say less, say less (Nigga), say less, say less, nigga
Man, what?