Savage Shit
Doodie Lo, PGF Nuk
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(D-D-DJ FMCT) We on all savage shit, all savage shit, yeah We on all savage shit, all savage shit, yeah (ayy) Ayy, yeah We on all savage shit Catch a opp and clap his bitch We got all exotic guns, we ain't got no average shit Take this switch up off my hip Hit his leg and made him trip Then hit his top and then we gon' dip Now all the opps up on the rip Bitch, we bullet-proof the truck and foenem slidin' with them Drac's And my shorties catchin' bodies, FaceTime me and drop the rakes Got his lo', get his safe Bitch, I'm rich, f*ck a case And you better have that wheel with that switch in that straight, nigga We in SRTs, they can't catch up, ayy Bro do like 160, lil' folks don't let up, ayy Every time he do a high speed he gettin' better Shortie got that wheel, on the guys he gon' whip up Ayy, I got like fifty on this top, get it done, ayy Slide through that bitch, they slide every day for fun, ayy It's a switch up on the back of every fuckin' gun, ayy Shortie want that smoke, we hit his chest, fill up his lungs, ayy I ain't stoppin' shit, he want to slide, he want to kill I can make him offed in the bushes, creepin' where he live Shit, I'm off ten Xanny pills, guns here, granny crib I'm comin' where your family live, bitch, it is what it is Did him dirty with a Drac', got Glocks by the crate I be slidin' in the A, I'm outside every day Niggas dyin' everyday, flrr, five to his face, nigga Five to his face, nigga, yeah, ayy Pop out, get up close, hit is face, ayy I was never in the car, hop out chase, ayy, ayy I was the first one tryna slide, I was never late. ayy I think I shot a opp the other day, I was too high, I was outer space, ayy Hop out all black on cool shit, ayy I was at his crib, in the bushes on some smooth shit, ayy Poppin' out with two switches on some new shit, ayy We the ones who do hits and all the opps ain't do shit, go Ayy, why you talkin' 'bout you caught some bodies? Now you in a coffin, dummy I'm with real killers that's they fuckin' hobby We turn up the murder rate Niggas hoes and they know they fake Used to sell crack, ran out, sold soda bake Goofy ass in the way, back trappin', made a ten a day Caught him with his bitch, damn, should I let him live today? Ayy, if I don't go my brother go We knock shit down like dominos Time to go, vámonos If it's not a switch it's a Draco You come with a pipe, we take those All the dead opps, we make those If you tweakin' at the show, we shake those, go Yeah
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