Cant Save Em
Yeah
Yeahhhhhhhhh
It ain't yo' job to teach a grown nigga out here loafin'
He hit you down bad about a play, you put 'em in motion
You out here lackin' wit no pole shit you bogus
My nigga beat that shit now he home he focused
Yo' bitch got fucked cause you paranoid (mmmm)
And now you hopeless, yeah
She took them flicks on a polaroid (mmmm)
Yeah she hoeing
Backdoor that nigga set 'em up
He trusting too many bitches, and they gon let 'em fuck
Play 'em cool like she sweating 'em
They ain't texting into it she get right next to 'em, got the lo'
He into it he done bit the bait pole to his temple
Close his eyes he done met his fate (mhmm)
He met a snake my uncle served a undercover met a jake (mhmm)
13 years straight fed time 85% if you know then you know
Cause I ain't lying, they stuck on H now
You get caught wit a bag they gon treat it like its weight now
Niggas fake now shit it been it
They glorifying rats and niggas picking
Like how you kick it wit a nigga, who you know was tipping
You niggas different (mhmm)
It ain't yo' job to teach a grown nigga out here loafin'
He hit you down bad about a play, you put 'em in motion
You out here lackin' wit no pole shit you bogus
My nigga beat that shit now he home he focused
Yo' bitch got fucked cause you paranoid (mmmm)
And now you hopeless
She took them flicks on a polaroid (mmmm)
Yeah she hoeing
Heard through the vine you ain't getting no money
Trick 'em through his socials post his cash
They gon' get up on 'em, yeah
My homie served 'em bags charged 'em for exotic
We racing rental cars see who drive the fastest
My nigga pouring lazy (lean) hope that shit don't slump 'em
Serve a nigga green tell 'em its wock damn these niggas dummies
Where yo' money he want it in all hunnits or you ain't getting nothing, yeah
Close that door hit the block stash the order
You can't bring no nigga round the front who ain't placed no order
Drop the nike mask over face before you take that order
If they looking out of place front yo' move
And don't take that order, yeah
Play it smarter you get caught wit the wrong shit
You looking at a quarter, yeah
It ain't yo' job to teach a grown nigga out here loafin'
He hit you down bad about a play, you put 'em in motion
You out here lackin' wit no pole shit you bogus
My nigga beat that shit now he home he focused
Yo' bitch got fucked cause you paranoid (mmmm)
And now you hopeless, yeah
She took them flicks on a polaroid (mmmm)
Yeah she hoeing
Yeah
Yeahhhhhhhhh
It ain't yo' job to teach a grown nigga out here loafin'
He hit you down bad about a play, you put 'em in motion
You out here lackin' wit no pole shit you bogus
My nigga beat that shit now he home he focused
Yo' bitch got fucked cause you paranoid (mmmm)
And now you hopeless, yeah
She took them flicks on a polaroid (mmmm)
Yeah she hoeing
Backdoor that nigga set 'em up
He trusting too many bitches, and they gon let 'em fuck
Play 'em cool like she sweating 'em
They ain't texting into it she get right next to 'em, got the lo'
He into it he done bit the bait pole to his temple
Close his eyes he done met his fate (mhmm)
He met a snake my uncle served a undercover met a jake (mhmm)
13 years straight fed time 85% if you know then you know
Cause I ain't lying, they stuck on H now
You get caught wit a bag they gon treat it like its weight now
Niggas fake now shit it been it
They glorifying rats and niggas picking
Like how you kick it wit a nigga, who you know was tipping
You niggas different (mhmm)
It ain't yo' job to teach a grown nigga out here loafin'
He hit you down bad about a play, you put 'em in motion
You out here lackin' wit no pole shit you bogus
My nigga beat that shit now he home he focused
Yo' bitch got fucked cause you paranoid (mmmm)
And now you hopeless
She took them flicks on a polaroid (mmmm)
Yeah she hoeing
Heard through the vine you ain't getting no money
Trick 'em through his socials post his cash
They gon' get up on 'em, yeah
My homie served 'em bags charged 'em for exotic
We racing rental cars see who drive the fastest
My nigga pouring lazy (lean) hope that shit don't slump 'em
Serve a nigga green tell 'em its wock damn these niggas dummies
Where yo' money he want it in all hunnits or you ain't getting nothing, yeah
Close that door hit the block stash the order
You can't bring no nigga round the front who ain't placed no order
Drop the nike mask over face before you take that order
If they looking out of place front yo' move
And don't take that order, yeah
Play it smarter you get caught wit the wrong shit
You looking at a quarter, yeah
It ain't yo' job to teach a grown nigga out here loafin'
He hit you down bad about a play, you put 'em in motion
You out here lackin' wit no pole shit you bogus
My nigga beat that shit now he home he focused
Yo' bitch got fucked cause you paranoid (mmmm)
And now you hopeless, yeah
She took them flicks on a polaroid (mmmm)
Yeah she hoeing
Yeah
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