(Verse 1)

Oh, you a savage right?

Nah pussy nigga you ain’t bout that life

You the type of nigga say “one on one, let’s fight”

I’m the type of nigga pull up and take ya life

And ya bitch be actin single when she Ridin the pipe

Told me that you was a bum and you ain’t treating her right

Told the bitch that i don’t care about her miserable life

I’m bout to call her ass an Uber, she ain’t staying the night

And my chopper got a drum like it play in a band

I got a foreign little bitch with a caramel tan

She can barely speak English, I don’t know what she’s saying

But she ain’t tripping off you niggas cause she know I’m the man

I get my bros to press niggas like they slit their wrists

It’s not a movie but you know we got extended clips

You play my music and your bitch be asking “who is this”

Ha yeah

Watch how I swag the beat

Your bitch on my meat

She trying to freak-a-leak

That little bitch a geek

You want a feature with me

You got to pay the fee

And if you ask about me

You’ll hear that I’m crazy

I blame The

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(Verse 2)

Idon’t get it

We was raised so different

You niggas trippin

Put here stressing over bitches

Instead of getting them digits

My OG showed me the movie “Get Rich Or Die Trying”

Told me “Being content with a 9-5 is not grinding”

So I got off my ass

I went and got me a bag

Then I started to rap

Now nigga look where I’m at

I’ll put the city on my back until they know where we at

I put the city on the map and now they know where we at

Bitch this is the 513

Don’t try me

Me and my niggas move as 1

Like we Siamese

We get grimey

Got trigger fingers and they itch like fleas

I wish a nigga would say we got beef

Ha yeah

Cause I’m riding around with the shotty that shot Ricky

Niggas saying they looking for me

Come find me in my city

Only take one blast from the cartridge

Put a hole in your chest and show you how to be heartless, like the

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