
NO LOCATION Curly Savv (Ft. Dread Woo, Quelly Woo & Rah Swish)
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[Intro: Curly Savv]
Bah, gllah (Uh)
Uh, got him (Gllah)
(Luca on the track)
Gllah, Glocky
(Traphouse Mob)
Uh, a chop' gon' spin–
A chop' gon' spin, rotation, like
Money, my motivation, like
Uh (Sprayin', like), look
Up it and raise it, uh
Look
[Chorus: Curly Savv & Rah Swish]
Money, my motivation ('Vation)
A chop' gon' spin, rotation, like (Bow, bow, bow)
Shorty, I got no patience (Patience)
This .40 gon' wake up the neighbors, uh (Woo)
This is a big Woo party (Party)
Baby, turn off your location (Turn it off)
Hundreds of bottles of Ace's (Look, look)
Hundreds of bitches, I feel like we made it (Woo, nine shots)
[Verse 1: Rah Swish]
They call me nine shots for a reason (Brrt)
I take a Perc', get to tweakin' (Get what?)
Walk in the spot, my neck on anemic (Neck on anemic)
Your nigga broke, girl, I think you should leave him
My money gon' talk for itself, it's conceded (Woo)
Baby, come drive on this boat till you sick and (Drive it)
I made a hundred, I'm still on the corner
I got this on lock, Darrelle Revis (Pow)
Bah, gllah (Uh)
Uh, got him (Gllah)
(Luca on the track)
Gllah, Glocky
(Traphouse Mob)
Uh, a chop' gon' spin–
A chop' gon' spin, rotation, like
Money, my motivation, like
Uh (Sprayin', like), look
Up it and raise it, uh
Look
[Chorus: Curly Savv & Rah Swish]
Money, my motivation ('Vation)
A chop' gon' spin, rotation, like (Bow, bow, bow)
Shorty, I got no patience (Patience)
This .40 gon' wake up the neighbors, uh (Woo)
This is a big Woo party (Party)
Baby, turn off your location (Turn it off)
Hundreds of bottles of Ace's (Look, look)
Hundreds of bitches, I feel like we made it (Woo, nine shots)
[Verse 1: Rah Swish]
They call me nine shots for a reason (Brrt)
I take a Perc', get to tweakin' (Get what?)
Walk in the spot, my neck on anemic (Neck on anemic)
Your nigga broke, girl, I think you should leave him
My money gon' talk for itself, it's conceded (Woo)
Baby, come drive on this boat till you sick and (Drive it)
I made a hundred, I'm still on the corner
I got this on lock, Darrelle Revis (Pow)
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