How Lame!

How lame of Savan
Still taking a walk, still faking the charm (Unh)
How lame of Savan
Still taking a walk for these dames in the park (Unh, unh)
How lame of Savan
Still taking a walk, still faking the charm (Unh)
How lame of Savan
Still taking a walk for these dames in the park (Unh, unh)
Ever since i started hanging with Jared
I was hanging in various areas with nefarious derelicts (Unh)
With pit bull terriers with a penchant for scaring us (Unh, damn)
There was no more playtime music
I acted K-9 stupid when they sent the k-9 unit
The cop said "mate i knew it"
Knew it, knew it
Envisioning sleaze often
These niggas was E popping
When kiddies would peel off in a whip their mommy bought em
Back when Britt was Queen Robin
The milli turned DePaul to a victim of street robbing
This is shit you'd see often
Strung out bums
Gangs sprung out guns used to run out funds so they could bug out once
I'm just tryna get the fuck out son
With that one pound sum to cop some kung pao lunch
Damn, individualism for real now
Fuck a bus driver, I'll take the wheel now and peel out



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Writer(s): Savan Depaul
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