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You know that Young Savo from Birmingham
Buss through yo Front Door I don't give a Damn
Go Load up da AR and Draco det drako
And Spin on yo Block like a Ceiling Fan
No High Point my Brother got in a Jam
Niggas Telling det ain't How u Grew up Fam
Copping Pleas det ain't part of the f*cking Plan
You niggas ain't Street you with Uncle Sam
Cooking Dope making Music with Pots and Pans
When I Buss it he Gone do the Running Man
He didn't even take his Gun out his f*cking Pants
All that shit he be Rapping ain't Done it Man
In Miami Plugged in with Dominicans
If they Call me I'm Back on the Road Again
Spreading Dope like some Toast with that Jelly Jam
Me and Bro I don't have Any f*ckin Friends
Savo don't f*ck wit No Cops
And Savo don't F*ck with No Opps Nope
I'm Headed Str8 to the Top Pop
F*ck with Me He can get Shot Yeap
I'm All in da Club Throwing Knots
I don't like Security Surrounding me
But if u Reach for my shit u get Popped bitch
I Snuck in with 33 Shots shit
When Young Savo See da Police
I do the Digital Speed yeah yeah
Talking that shit About Me
Pull up and Catch 223 aye aye Stupid Bitch
I'm Mixing Tec with the Wok
I Tried to get Off of da Lean ehh ehh
I Shoot with a Tech and a Glock
You Won't take me Off of da Streets Nope
Smoking is all we Do
Money is All we Make
Try take my Shit
And I'm Gonna make this Chopper Shake
I'm going Hard bout some Beef
I don't f*ckin Wait
Catch his Ass Slipping and
Give Him ah 100k
Yeah Yeah
Give Em ah 100k
Kids better Duck
When I Shoot it Ain't f*cking Safe
Ak Flipping Cars
So don't Hide better Run Away
I'm Taking Souls
Come Outside witcha Gun Today
Why You be Hard just on Instagram
Say that you Dope like a Kilogram
I'm Smoking Weed like in Amsterdam
But I'll Shoot a nigga like Photograph
Hit a nigga Hundred Shots out the K
Shooting I'm the Greatest
I'm like Cassius Clay
Ridding with a Demon
That's gon Spray on a Prey
This Shit pom pom pom
Its gon Beat like Dre
When i Shoot the Chopper
Get the f*ck Out the Way
Ama Shoot just like Savo
Yeah thats Out the Gate
Hit a Bitch by Force
I ain't Talking bout Rape
Ya some Fruits ya some Grapes
Y'all get Smoked like a Vape
I don't give a f*ck about a Bitch
Kids or a Snitch
I ain't Never gonna Switch
Undertaker put Em in a Ditch
I'm Scratching
But my Trigger Finger Itch
I don't Give a f*ck ama get Rich
Stirring this Pot
I be Looking like a Witch
Never ever Cross Me
Like a Bridge
I'm a Cold Hearted nigga
Like the Fridge
In my Dreams i See Mad Bricks
Eating Good with No Chopsticks
But in Real Life I Hit Mad Lics
Shoot so much Rambos Last Flick
Smoking is All We Do
Money is All we Make
Try Take my Shit
And I'm Gonna make this Chopper Shake
I'm going Hard bout some Beef
I don't f*ckin Wait
Catch his Ass Slipping and
Give Him ah 100k
Yeah Yeah
Give Em ah 100k
Kids better Duck
When I Shoot it Ain't f*cking Safe
Ak Flipping Cars
So don't Hide better Run Away
I'm Taking Souls
Come Outside witcha Gun Today
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You know that Young Savo from Birmingham
Buss through yo Front Door I don't give a Damn
Go Load up da AR and Draco det drako
And Spin on yo Block like a Ceiling Fan
No High Point my Brother got in a Jam
Niggas Telling det ain't How u Grew up Fam
Copping Pleas det ain't part of the f*cking Plan
You niggas ain't Street you with Uncle Sam
Cooking Dope making Music with Pots and Pans
When I Buss it he Gone do the Running Man
He didn't even take his Gun out his f*cking Pants
All that shit he be Rapping ain't Done it Man
In Miami Plugged in with Dominicans
If they Call me I'm Back on the Road Again
Spreading Dope like some Toast with that Jelly Jam
Me and Bro I don't have Any f*ckin Friends
Savo don't f*ck wit No Cops
And Savo don't F*ck with No Opps Nope
I'm Headed Str8 to the Top Pop
F*ck with Me He can get Shot Yeap
I'm All in da Club Throwing Knots
I don't like Security Surrounding me
But if u Reach for my shit u get Popped bitch
I Snuck in with 33 Shots shit
When Young Savo See da Police
I do the Digital Speed yeah yeah
Talking that shit About Me
Pull up and Catch 223 aye aye Stupid Bitch
I'm Mixing Tec with the Wok
I Tried to get Off of da Lean ehh ehh
I Shoot with a Tech and a Glock
You Won't take me Off of da Streets Nope
Smoking is all we Do
Money is All we Make
Try take my Shit
And I'm Gonna make this Chopper Shake
I'm going Hard bout some Beef
I don't f*ckin Wait
Catch his Ass Slipping and
Give Him ah 100k
Yeah Yeah
Give Em ah 100k
Kids better Duck
When I Shoot it Ain't f*cking Safe
Ak Flipping Cars
So don't Hide better Run Away
I'm Taking Souls
Come Outside witcha Gun Today
Why You be Hard just on Instagram
Say that you Dope like a Kilogram
I'm Smoking Weed like in Amsterdam
But I'll Shoot a nigga like Photograph
Hit a nigga Hundred Shots out the K
Shooting I'm the Greatest
I'm like Cassius Clay
Ridding with a Demon
That's gon Spray on a Prey
This Shit pom pom pom
Its gon Beat like Dre
When i Shoot the Chopper
Get the f*ck Out the Way
Ama Shoot just like Savo
Yeah thats Out the Gate
Hit a Bitch by Force
I ain't Talking bout Rape
Ya some Fruits ya some Grapes
Y'all get Smoked like a Vape
I don't give a f*ck about a Bitch
Kids or a Snitch
I ain't Never gonna Switch
Undertaker put Em in a Ditch
I'm Scratching
But my Trigger Finger Itch
I don't Give a f*ck ama get Rich
Stirring this Pot
I be Looking like a Witch
Never ever Cross Me
Like a Bridge
I'm a Cold Hearted nigga
Like the Fridge
In my Dreams i See Mad Bricks
Eating Good with No Chopsticks
But in Real Life I Hit Mad Lics
Shoot so much Rambos Last Flick
Smoking is All We Do
Money is All we Make
Try Take my Shit
And I'm Gonna make this Chopper Shake
I'm going Hard bout some Beef
I don't f*ckin Wait
Catch his Ass Slipping and
Give Him ah 100k
Yeah Yeah
Give Em ah 100k
Kids better Duck
When I Shoot it Ain't f*cking Safe
Ak Flipping Cars
So don't Hide better Run Away
I'm Taking Souls
Come Outside witcha Gun Today
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Writer: Chris Rudolph, Johnny Rodriguez
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