D Savage:
You got my money roll nigga, so now I'm really tight
Bang with shot callers, hittas, they might just take yo life
We could meet up lil pussy, no need to fuckin fight
When I see you, its on sight, nigga fuck a knife
Dropped like three xans in my fanta, get high like a kite
Sneak diss, I bet somebody bouta die tonight
D fuckin savage, bitch nigga, you better get it right
All my life I had to fight, man I had to fight
Yung Bans:
This that fast life, this that fast life
You would risk it all for that cash right
Family First , you know I gotta keep my circle tight
Cause last night I had a dream and it didn't end right
My denim came with a weapon and its skin tight
Riding with that 40 and that bitch bright
Vvs' round my neck, head like a flash light
Ain't no pillow talking, pussy boy, we shootin on sight
D Savage:
Too much bad shit going on, man something ain't right
And you can never trust a thot, never trust a soul
Niggas claiming we got beef, but they dont want no smoke
Flexing all this big bank rolls, bought a new pole
Fuck nigga I got that aim, I don’t need no scope
Shoot yo ass in the throat, bleeding while you choke
Now I fall back from the scene, smoking green like artichoke
Bullet shells hot, but my wrist and diamond froze
You got my money roll nigga, so now I'm really tight
Bang with shot callers, hittas, they might just take yo life
We could meet up lil pussy, no need to fuckin fight
When I see you, its on sight, nigga fuck a knife
Dropped like three xans in my fanta, get high like a kite
Sneak diss, I bet somebody bouta die tonight
D fuckin savage, bitch nigga, you better get it right
All my life I had to fight, man I had to fight
Yung Bans:
This that fast life, this that fast life
You would risk it all for that cash right
Family First , you know I gotta keep my circle tight
Cause last night I had a dream and it didn't end right
My denim came with a weapon and its skin tight
Riding with that 40 and that bitch bright
Vvs' round my neck, head like a flash light
Ain't no pillow talking, pussy boy, we shootin on sight
D Savage:
Too much bad shit going on, man something ain't right
And you can never trust a thot, never trust a soul
Niggas claiming we got beef, but they dont want no smoke
Flexing all this big bank rolls, bought a new pole
Fuck nigga I got that aim, I don’t need no scope
Shoot yo ass in the throat, bleeding while you choke
Now I fall back from the scene, smoking green like artichoke
Bullet shells hot, but my wrist and diamond froze
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