S.O.B (feat. Swank G., Kragg, Nomad Houston, Genetti & Jugg$bunny)
The Savage Family & Bry-Han Solo with Drizzy Savage
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Yeah, S.O.B. the gang Savage Summer, Solo Nice and godly to the hell it was Solo ridin' shotty look like Elmer Fudd Simpson when I'm spittin' you can tell by gloves And now we gotta spark it up like a welder does Yeah I'm workin' Without a warrant you ain't searching Catch me under waves on the floor just like a urchin You ain't got probable cause no reason for blurpin' I know it's my time as I sit by the curtains while they lurkin Yeah fosho' it is certain Thats the list nowadays ain't lookin' like serpents Funny made up we see through the surface And you puttin' make up the way you clowns on my circus Growth meets success I heard that it's true My G's took blood out the arms It started turnin' up blue (neighbors) Thinking I got tunnel vision never heard of your crew You trippin' then I'll murder you too My circle is few (gang gang gang) S.O.B. the team Yeah you know we buildin' dreams Cuttin' down the crop cause we gettin' to the fuckin' cream Everything we do easy that's just what it seems Ain't ever gone broke we gettin' it by any means S.O.B. the team Yeah you know we buildin' dreams Cuttin' down the crop cause we gettin' to the fuckin' cream Everything we do easy that's just what it seems Ain't ever gone broke we gettin' it by any means (Swank G.) Get it any means Sleepin' on too many dreams Gotta count the green Now I'm sippin' lean But I spark the weed Pass it to the Savages Been on point like cactuses On the go like statuses Keep these bitches scrollin' But I keep a nigga hatin' Gotta keep the whip on Daytons Hate to be so blatant Turn you into patients I go Super Sayin Know my mama prayin' Hopin' that I make a home from doin' all this bangin' Need the choir singing at your funeral Bet you won't be wakin' meet your ass in hell Bet I won't be flakin' looking up to God Prayin' that you make it, pickin' up the glock Cause that's been my favorite You gon' meet your maker Ain't no see you later Got the gold like Lakers Bounce that ass like shakers Twerkin' in the blazer Felt the buzz like Tasers S.O.B. that nigga Eat the beat like Jigga Put that on my Visa Had to raise my fees up Then I raised my feet up Little Senorita, back in my two-seater Killed it cause I'm skeeter S.O.B. the team Yeah you know we buildin' dreams Cuttin' down the crop cause we gettin' to the fuckin' cream Everything we do easy that's just what it seems Ain't ever gone broke we gettin' it by any means S.O.B. the team Yeah you know we buildin' dreams Cuttin' down the crop cause we gettin' to the fuckin' cream Everything we do easy that's just what it seems Ain't ever gone broke we gettin' it by any means (KRagg) I don't want that bag, I want that suitcase for them blue strips I aint worried about a niggas Cause I keep some of my fuckin' hip You disrespect this team You gon' see the red beam On your forehead I ain't never been scared to load no lead If your bitch still gon' let go the way She gon' bust it down for me like I was Blueface (Thotiana) I don't need her I just want her to let me in your residence So I can get this safe Good thing about bein' at the bottom Is you got nowhere to go to the top Savage cold how he got the beat knockin' On God nigga We don't f*ck with fraud niggas S.O.B. we finna eat Please don't speak on no beef That just simple I just pull it out my teeth Smack a nigga with this 40 Watch him, wrap him up Told a nigga, get down or lay down like Lil' Beans We savages but I only do this shit for my team (S.O.B.) S.O.B. the team Yeah you know we buildin' dreams Cuttin' down the crop cause we gettin' to the fuckin' cream Everything we do easy that's just what it seems Ain't ever gone broke we gettin' it by any means S.O.B. the team Yeah you know we buildin' dreams Cuttin' down the crop cause we gettin' to the fuckin' cream Everything we do easy that's just what it seems Ain't ever gone broke we gettin' it by any means (Nomad Houston) Who me I'm more Coogee in a Coogee (aye) Put the Uzi straight where your tooth be Roll two Doobie's, watch a movie As two boobies make me a smoothie Who's he, shittin' on him like my duty Cocaine sprinkles all while I'm shrooming This ain't rap bitch, yeah I'm crooning Sonata entourage how we keep it moving Uh, like Patrick off the rim trying to cop a brick And sell some Knicks, are Ewing Blunts and hat tricks f*ck your theatrics I'm naturally disastrous, you out here talking practice Okay, step up and get your ass kicked Arenas in arenas, way I keep it automatic The flow will have you Gary Payton tactics Its a savage fucking summer and we out here makin' classics (S.O.B) S.O.B. the team Yeah you know we buildin' dreams Cuttin' down the crop cause we gettin' to the fuckin' cream Everything we do easy that's just what it seems Ain't ever gone broke we gettin' it by any means (S.O.B the team) S.O.B. the team Yeah you know we buildin' dreams Cuttin' down the crop cause we gettin' to the fuckin' cream Everything we do easy that's just what it seems Ain't ever gone broke we gettin' it by any means (Genetti) The team got bars fam Welcome to the jungle Going apeshit, call me Barzan Running down like Arsene They say no team can do it better Shit ours can I'm a tall can of whoop ass Drink it up hoe Never slacking I always go for the gusto I barely have friends Niggas is cutthroat Never see me coming, vanish in a cloud of gun smoke Solo moving green by the pound My eyes stay red every time he in town These niggas stay mad, they bitches loving my sound I got two fingers up and ten toes down As God is my witness I bring death to my rivals Hand on the bible, I'm rap's new disciple Revenge ain't the answer but f*ck it I'm spiteful The new wild west where I'm from young Fivel When they said I had bars Thought that I was talking Xanax But the words right out my mouth Will take you to another planet Mask on its normal now But I'm still a fucking bandit Never stop me getting bread Shit, swipe a card is there's no damage Yeah I speak the truth There's no lies up in this booth Bitch my attitude Made me come off rude Keep it hunting Never fronting Yeah we making hits till summer I never front, I never pop shit I say Savage man let's run it (go) Ay, yeah let's run it (let's run it) Ay, yeah let's run it (let's run it) Ay, yeah let's run it (let's run it) Yeah let's run it (let's run it) F*ck it up then repeat You already know Balenciaga on my feet Trapping ain't shit if you ain't sharing with the hood I'm doing what I do Make sure all my people good (Facts) S.O.B. the gang bitch, Savage Summer You know what the f*ck going on You in the booth with the real one We coming at you all summer long F*ck with us, cut
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Written by: Brian Porter, Darnel Powell, Heather Huberty, Isaiah Hill, Kragg Lokc, Nick Houston
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