Savage life shit right here, yuh,
look, all way concrete, yuh
Straight to the point, straight to the point,
let's get it, look, come on
Bitch ass nigga tellin' folks what he
gon' do when he see me
Nigga I don't even know what
all this fake ass beefin'
That perpetratin' ass bootin'
for some fake ass reason
I don't know but all I know is you better
shoot when you see me
Nineteen since I was twelve I been
packin' these pieces
Runnin' wide through the hood and
back in the woods with the beast
Thirteen, goin' to school
in my n***a
Caprice's
He'll fuck the antis and
I'll fuck the lenises
High school, all the hoes,
fresh bows and creases
Genetics, construction workers,
I supply the people
I stay on that street shit
and I don't lie to people
I ain't with that rap beef shit cause
I acquire some people
You probably wanna throw a brick
and then hide your fingers
Don't even try it, n***a,
I'll send a ride to see ya
Bunch of regular ass n****s,
no disguise or heels
Like, yeah, ain't you a boy,
but you surprised to see us
A bunch of trill niggas comin' for
your motherfuckin' stomach
Gettin' bloody,
loadin' tummies, you dig?
That ol' red dot, aimin' for your top
That ol' hot bullet tumblin',
hit you back while you runnin'
Walkin' you down like
it ain't nothin'
Close, close, can't miss you, hit you,
hit you while you strugglin'
Uh -uh, bitch, this nigga,
you don't want that
You don't want that nigga
Man, these niggas say I'm fakin'
And I'm changin' this shit
I got no pa tience for no hatin'
I'm bout' stackin' a bitch
I don't care who you is, where you from,
how you come, bitch, I'm gutter
I've been lost my mind, bitch,
I'm beats more, motherfucker
And I'm tellin' ya, the ambulance,
ain't gon' help ya
I'm heavyweight and you welter,
so bad ass, I melt ya
This beat is mine, this street is mine
This profit off this
D is mine
I make a
BRC second line, rip and shine
But you don't want that
When I was 12,
I stole a chopper from the don key
I ain't that little boy you fuck with
or that bitch you fell in love with
I'm that nigga with that dub spit who
you don't wanna fuck with
I live that life, I'm paranoid so you
know I got my steel at night
Be with me,
God, when I'm rollin'
through them red lights
Keep my head tight, and when I take a journey,
make sure I be led right
Wait a minute,
let me get off in that shit real quick
Who the fuck don't feel it?
Stand your bitch ass up
So I can slap you with my dick,
I was baptized to spit
I'ma leave here in blood,
and that's on cat -eye cuz
You don't want that
A bunch of trill niggas comin' for
your motherfuckin' stomach
Gettin' blood in those tummies,
you dead
You don't want that
That ol' red dot aiming for your top
That ol' hot bullet tumbling,
hit you back while you're running
You don't want that
Walking you down like it ain't nothing
Close, close, can't miss you
Hit you, hit you while you're struggling
You don't want that
Nah -ah, bitch ass nigga
You don't want that
You don't want that
See big head, rock black
With the gag cock back
And the fat rock sack
Bout to shake the block back
Try to hate us, stop that
Then you get and pop that
Mercedes make the
Maybach
And I gotta cop that
So be cool, lay back
Nigga, hold your grudge, hold your nuts
Hold your breath,
but big head won't budge
On bright street with a tech like,
fuck the judge
Hit your set,
leave it wet like the crimson blood
I shoot shit with certain niggas,
but I ain't friendly
And they're soft and murky niggas,
so it's just semi
They out here smoking weed and popping
and it's getting them skinny
You can clown if you want,
then I'm sounding the semi
All around me in the club
when I'm down in the
Henny
You wasn't around me when
Santa didn't come down to
Jimmy
If you looking for some beef,
you done found you plenty
And them niggas off my street,
they a clown for penancin'
You don't want
A bunch of trill niggas comin' for your
motherfuckin' stomach
Gettin' bloody, loadin' tummies,
you're dead
You don't want
That old red dot, aimin' for your top
That old hot bullet tumblin',
hit you back while you're runnin'
You don't want that
Walkin' you down like
it ain't nothin'
Close, close, can't miss you, hit you,
hit you while you struggle
You don't want that
Uh -uh, bitch, this nigga,
you don't want that
You don't want that, nigga
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