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Say Less
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Say Less was released on February 17, 2026 by Natalie Nunn LLC / Baddie Records as a part of the album Say Less - Single
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Release DateFebruary 17, 2026
LabelNatalie Nunn LLC / Baddie Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Natalie Nunn
Natalie Nunn
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Natalie Nunn
Natalie Nunn
Songwriter
Kenex Kenex
Kenex Kenex
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Natalie Nunn
Natalie Nunn
Producer
Kenex Kenex
Kenex Kenex
Co-Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, baddies
I’ma talk that shit ’cause these bitches need to hear this shit
I’m talking to all y’all bitches, I don’t give a fuck
You, you, you, and you, bitch
All you hoes
The fuck you talking about?
Baddie shit
First off, never bite the hand that feeds you. (Never.)
The big difference? Y’all need me, I don’t need you
(Broke-ass bitch.)
So quick to compare us, we’re not equal
Shit-talking masked in the language, I’m bilingual
Let’s reflect, remember your life before Natalie?
(You was broke, ho.)
Now you got the nerve, the audacity
Tax write-off, I was donating to charity
Before the baddie chains, y’all’s pockets were embarrassing
Number one rule, don’t outshine the master
Cancel hoes’ Christmas, goodbye to Santa
(No Christmas for you, bitch.)
Magic City might be hiring, we in Atlanta
You’d still be a bum if it wasn’t for the Zeus cameras
Speaking on the truth mouth full of canon
Talking ’bout the queen, off with your head and (Natalie Nunn)
Your mental was gone, advise therapy
(Advise therapy.)
You bitches delusional, apparently
(Delusional-ass bitches.)
Big house, big cars, big chains
That camera time gave you a little fame
(A little bit.)
How you think they know your name?
(Uh-oh, they getting money now, ha-ha.)
Big chillin’, big miss, got it made
Put ’em on and they still throwing shade
I’m the reason they getting paid
(Uh-oh, they getting money now, ha-ha.)
Don’t be acting like you had a bitch
Like you had my back and shit
(None of y’all hoes had my back.)
You was trying your hardest, I was practicing
(Yeah, yeah.)
You was faking regardless when the cash got spent
(Broke-ass hoes.)
Hit me with a soft story, coincidence?
(Yeah.)
All of a sudden you need another favor
(I need money!)
Something ain’t adding up on the calculator, I’m tired of these
Ungrateful, looking-for-nothing hoes
(Playful-ass bitch.)
Forgot where they came from, let me humble them though
The fuck?
I got a Hummer, what kind of car was you driving?
Trips overseas, what kind of jet was you flying?
Before I put you on, where was you staying at?
Clown-ass bitch, you know homie don’t play that
You got way too ahead of yourself
You was supposed to be stacking and bettering yourself
(Yeah.)
This way more than Venn, it was long overdue
Now let’s pop a bottle for the moment of truth
(I’m popping champagne, bitch.)
Big house, big cars, big chains
That camera time gave you a little fame
(A little bit.)
How you think they know your name?
(Uh-oh, they getting money now, ha-ha.)
Big chillin’, big miss, got it made
Put ’em on and they still throwing shade
I’m the reason they getting paid, paid
(Uh-oh, they getting money now.)
Written by: Kenex Kenex, Natalie Nunn
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