Say Less (feat. G-Eazy) [Eptic Remix]

Yeah Young Gerald, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dylon, Dylon with the boom pow Every week now I switch to a new style Two twelfth in the back just blew out Everything I do end up in the news now(yeah) Leave the club with a few now Just some Hollywood girls and they do chow I'm drunk, I'm drunk in the mood now Two AM (What you wanna do now?) Ay girl, what it do do If u got friends, cool bring a few through No fun if the homies can't have none R.I.P. Nate Dogg shit is too true And you know what I'm down for Round two, Round three into Round four Mood switched when she knocked at the front door Next up was the uproar, yeah Was like a week ago, but we both know how weekends go Tryna flush, and got some places we could go Lacha got me speakin' slow like nyeah I'm blessed on blessed I don't G-A-F-O-S You tryna fuck? Yes on yes on yes on yes Say less Say less Say less Say less Yes on yes on yes Say less Say less, less, less, less, less Less, less, less, less, less Less, less, less, less, less Less, less, less, less, less Yes on yes on yes on yes Say less Sheesh, what you sayin'? I don't understand Goddamn, I'm out my mind, I popped another Xan Sheesh, I swear this lockjaw got me stuttering Goddamn, girl, you so fine, I'd fall in love again Sheesh, gettin' faded is my favorite rush Goddamn, you talkative, ain't gotta say too much Be quiet, who got some grapes? I'm tryna roll some trees Goddamn, uppers and downers, I'm off both of these Gettin' faded, not complicated Too sedated, no conversation Gettin' faded, not complicated We too sedated, no conversation Please say less Please say less Please say less I'm blessed on blessed I don't G-A-F-O-S You tryna fuck? Yes on yes on yes on yes Say less Say less I try to remember But when everything is coming back to me I feel just like my memory's paralysed What is the last thing you can remember? I remember his voice