Ya niggas don’t know

Ya don’t know me get ya hoe to roll it for me

Eyes slow tutting the 30

I got a Glock

I got good skills

Niggas be faking beefing

That's be for real

Tod her to suck she stood still

Told her to go ham

Now she so ill

All ya chains be fake

All ya karats

Be fake

Tell me how many karats

And what's make

Tell me what type of gold

And how much it's weighs

And ya bitches play on my phone

Asking

Wen can we mate

Put almost a eighg in the blunt

Trynna wake up late

Ask my hoes where the hoes

Make her pussy ache

I could give ya rappеrs some flow

But ya still gonna hate

That nigga wearing fеndi

But that shit was fake

That bitch

Wearing mk

It wasn't real

Ya already seen my switch up

Walk in the mall

And just cop it

That gun added a extendo

My last driver was weirdo

We was in the hood

He said he gotta go

Ya niggas don’t know

Ya don’t know me

Get ya hoe to roll it for me

Eyes slow tutting the 30

She gonna suck it up for me

She gonna shake it to the tunes

I don’t dance now

I bop to the grooves

Nigga this ain’t savage pt2