Ryokaa - Savvwitdabag Freestyle Lyrics

Yuh Yuhhh

I'm off the shits I'm so slow with my motion
I'ma body this verse bitch I flow like the ocean
Pulled up to the club and my show was explosive
Now when I come through these lil hoes be all open
Yuh I got the magic, no Hocus or Pocus
Yeah I got a habit for smoking the potent
Not to be dramatic I have no emotions, I might really love you but I will not show it
I'm on a roll I can not lose my focus
They stealing my drip, just call it Osmosis
Niggas be grimy that's why I'm toting, bitches be grimy that's why I'm broken
I go through it all in silence I'm a Stoic, I let it out on my paper I'm a poet
If you take a look into my heart I bet it's snowing
I'm f*ckin yo bitch and bet you don't know it
I'm all in her waters that bitch call me Moses
She all up on me kuz her nigga be folding
She said he's a clown, I'm like bitch is you joking
You're a clown too, look at you hoeing

Yuh
Wait
Huh
OMG
Niggas don't like me they all on my jock
Huhh
Wait
OMG
Niggas don't like me they all on my jock

I'm working too hard
But it's worth all the pain
All yall niggas are basic trying to surf on my wave
They only love you when you're in the dirt in a grave
They only listen to you when you slur what you say
I got it on my own, don't swerve in my lane
Man I strayed from the path I had to learn a new way
I'm on my own and it's hurting my brain
But one thing I know is I've certainly changed
I need me a shorty that's straight off the boat
I need me a wife I cant lay with no hoe
Her pussy is wet like a lake, I'ma float
I gotta work
I can't stay, gotta go
But Ima come back bitch you taking my soul
She love the way that I drip and I flow
I'm stacking up, I might be flipping them O's
I can feel it already, my wrist getting cold

Yuh
Wait
Yuhh
OMG
Niggas don't like me they all on my jock (Like Ughh Yuh)
Wait
Yuhh
OMG
Niggas don't like me they all on my jock Huhh (Yuhh)

I'm $avvwitdabag
I trap with the strap
I'm stacking them racks (Huhh)
Got a lil cash in my stash
One day my mom gon do the dash in the jag (Huhh)
Yuhh I got some gas wanna match?
Ima bring my shorty over then I'm waxing her ass (Huhh)
Pullin on her tracks from back
I give her good dick, let's establish a fact
Ima still smash if flat, let me talk to ya baby let me chat with the cat
Put ya face in my lap, if it's wack you gotta scat
You gotta get me stuck like I'm boutta have an attack huhh

Yuh yuhhhh
Huhh
Wait
Yuh yuhhhh

Wait
I ain't no f*ckin rapper
Duhh