[Intro: No Savage & Gsambo]
Aye Gsambo, this vicious (Turn me up Ky, yeah, Wopo)
I'm poppin' my shit Sambo you got it comin', you feel me? (Free [?], aye Carti)
Aye Gsambo (Free Rio, Mob)
[?]
[?] nigga (Ky)
Turn me up then (Mob, Wopo)
Haha (Mob)
Watch how I talk my shit on this shit nigg- (Mob)
Big dog shit (Free Gio)
Hol-hol-hold on Connor you recordin' this?
(Mob)
[Chorus: No Savage]
Uh, I got a lot of respect (Uh)
Cap-ass niggas I keep 'em in check
Put a hole in his cap I can see through his hat (Uh)
Think shit a game I'm hittin' that blatt
Uh, spin with that switch lookin' sweet and I'm flexin'
He don't got no money that nigga checkless
Give me the green light turn him to relish
And fuck every nigga we sent up to heaven
[Verse 1: No Savage]
Bang out the bag it state-to-state
I'm 'round the way with a drum and a Drac'
Come out without I might get spanked
A fuck-nigga set me up chasin' that dr-
Back-to-back buckets like Kyrie bitch
I keep a micro beside me
Uh, he got his head blew off in an alley
What's in his stash? A police siren
No more takin' bitch give me my money
Everyday I give a dime to auntie
Got on my shit ain't complyin' to undies
You kill me I'ma come back and haunt you
I got the whole D.C. in there shootin' that Drac' it's easy to flip shit
Green or blue beam easy to hit shit
I don't play Madden and know how to hit sticks (No Madden, Mob)
Aye Gsambo, this vicious (Turn me up Ky, yeah, Wopo)
I'm poppin' my shit Sambo you got it comin', you feel me? (Free [?], aye Carti)
Aye Gsambo (Free Rio, Mob)
[?]
[?] nigga (Ky)
Turn me up then (Mob, Wopo)
Haha (Mob)
Watch how I talk my shit on this shit nigg- (Mob)
Big dog shit (Free Gio)
Hol-hol-hold on Connor you recordin' this?
(Mob)
[Chorus: No Savage]
Uh, I got a lot of respect (Uh)
Cap-ass niggas I keep 'em in check
Put a hole in his cap I can see through his hat (Uh)
Think shit a game I'm hittin' that blatt
Uh, spin with that switch lookin' sweet and I'm flexin'
He don't got no money that nigga checkless
Give me the green light turn him to relish
And fuck every nigga we sent up to heaven
[Verse 1: No Savage]
Bang out the bag it state-to-state
I'm 'round the way with a drum and a Drac'
Come out without I might get spanked
A fuck-nigga set me up chasin' that dr-
Back-to-back buckets like Kyrie bitch
I keep a micro beside me
Uh, he got his head blew off in an alley
What's in his stash? A police siren
No more takin' bitch give me my money
Everyday I give a dime to auntie
Got on my shit ain't complyin' to undies
You kill me I'ma come back and haunt you
I got the whole D.C. in there shootin' that Drac' it's easy to flip shit
Green or blue beam easy to hit shit
I don't play Madden and know how to hit sticks (No Madden, Mob)
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