100k
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 aim part of the fuckin plan
You niggas and street you wit Uncle Sam
Cooking dope making music wit pots and pans
When I buss it he gone do the running man
He din eem take his gun out his fuckin pants
All that shit he be rapping ain't done it man
In Miami plugged in wit Dominicans
If they call me I'm back on the road again
Wippin dope making music with Pots N Pans
Spreading dope like some toast wit that jelly jam
Me and bro I don't have any fuckin friends
Savo don't fuck wit no cops
And savo don't fuck wit no opps (Nope)
Im headed str8 to the top (Pop)
Fuck wit me he can got shot (Yeap)
I'm all in da club throwing nots
I don't like security surrounding me but if u reach for my shit u get popped bitch
I snuck in wit 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 wit the wok
I tried to get off of da lean ehh ehh
I shoot wit a tec and a glock
You won't take me off of da streets nope
Smoking is all we do
Money is we all we make
Try take my shit
And I'm gone make this chopper shake
I'm going hard bout some beef
I don't fuckin 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 fucking 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 You dope like a kilogram
I Am moking weed like am in amsterdam
But shoot a nigga like photograph
Hit a nigga hundred shots out da k
Shooting am da greatest am like cassius clay
Ridding w a demon dat gon spray on a prey
This shit pom pom pom its gon beat like dre
When i shoot da choppa get da fuk out da way
Ama shoot just like savo yeah dats out the gate
Hit a bitch by force i aint talking bout rape
Ya some fruits ya some grapes y'all get smoked like a vape
I dont gove a fuck a bout a bitch
Kids or a snitch i aint never gonna switch
Undertaker put em in a ditch
Am scratching but my trigger finger itch
I dont give a fuck ama get ritch
Stirring diz pot i b looking like a witch
Never ever cross me like a bridge
Ama a Cold hearted nigga like da fridge
In my dreams i see mad bricks
Eating good w no chopstick
But in real life i hit mad liqs
Shoot so much rambos last flick
Smoking is all we do
Money is we all we make
Try take my shit
And I'm gone make this chopper shake
I'm going hard bout some beef
I don't fuckin 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 fucking safe
Ak flipping cars so don't hide better run away
I'm taking souls come outside witcha gun today
Smoking is all we do
Money is we all we make
Try take my shit
And I'm gone make this chopper shake
I'm going hard bout some beef
I don't fuckin 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 fucking safe
Ak flipping cars so don't hide better run away
I'm taking souls come outside witcha gun today
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 aim part of the fuckin plan
You niggas and street you wit Uncle Sam
Cooking dope making music wit pots and pans
When I buss it he gone do the running man
He din eem take his gun out his fuckin pants
All that shit he be rapping ain't done it man
In Miami plugged in wit Dominicans
If they call me I'm back on the road again
Wippin dope making music with Pots N Pans
Spreading dope like some toast wit that jelly jam
Me and bro I don't have any fuckin friends
Savo don't fuck wit no cops
And savo don't fuck wit no opps (Nope)
Im headed str8 to the top (Pop)
Fuck wit me he can got shot (Yeap)
I'm all in da club throwing nots
I don't like security surrounding me but if u reach for my shit u get popped bitch
I snuck in wit 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 wit the wok
I tried to get off of da lean ehh ehh
I shoot wit a tec and a glock
You won't take me off of da streets nope
Smoking is all we do
Money is we all we make
Try take my shit
And I'm gone make this chopper shake
I'm going hard bout some beef
I don't fuckin 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 fucking 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 You dope like a kilogram
I Am moking weed like am in amsterdam
But shoot a nigga like photograph
Hit a nigga hundred shots out da k
Shooting am da greatest am like cassius clay
Ridding w a demon dat gon spray on a prey
This shit pom pom pom its gon beat like dre
When i shoot da choppa get da fuk out da way
Ama shoot just like savo yeah dats out the gate
Hit a bitch by force i aint talking bout rape
Ya some fruits ya some grapes y'all get smoked like a vape
I dont gove a fuck a bout a bitch
Kids or a snitch i aint never gonna switch
Undertaker put em in a ditch
Am scratching but my trigger finger itch
I dont give a fuck ama get ritch
Stirring diz pot i b looking like a witch
Never ever cross me like a bridge
Ama a Cold hearted nigga like da fridge
In my dreams i see mad bricks
Eating good w no chopstick
But in real life i hit mad liqs
Shoot so much rambos last flick
Smoking is all we do
Money is we all we make
Try take my shit
And I'm gone make this chopper shake
I'm going hard bout some beef
I don't fuckin 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 fucking safe
Ak flipping cars so don't hide better run away
I'm taking souls come outside witcha gun today
Smoking is all we do
Money is we all we make
Try take my shit
And I'm gone make this chopper shake
I'm going hard bout some beef
I don't fuckin 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 fucking 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(s): Chris Rudolph
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