Save Me - Live
She ain't my bitch this just my lil vibe
He want all that clout so I killed him and now he televised
Guess I gotta catch these niggas slipping they don't ever slide
Gaslight her I just make her think she tripping whole time I'm telling lies
Bro a crip I know he mad as hell he sipping red
We been dating for a year and this bitch still ain't seen my bed
Only way she getting cuffed is if the lil bitch going fed
It's ironic he got hit up in a charger now he dead
Stand on all that shit you said
All I wanted was her head
She eater she don't stop until her jaw lock like a dread
I can't take an L brother moving bales
Old money shit got stale I just smoke it I don't sale
But if you want it bring a scale all my bitches rock Chanel
I can't buckle down with one I love em all like K Michelle
Shawty hate me cause my temper short but my bread long
Ima stand behind my brother even know he dead wrong
Nigga just ain't use head know his fucking head gone
Niggas dying over diamonds I'll give him a headstone
I heard they said they on my ass
I know why these niggas mad
How the fuck y'all let the youngest nigga get the biggest bag
Floating shit I'm going fast
Momma said I'm finna crash
Is it weird I get excited for two hundred on the dash?
Niggas better get to running I can't even give 'em a pass
And I gotta make em feel it first for times they put me last
They think pt Santa clause he love the snow every bitch white
I been touching money shorty said I'm every bitch type
I just a blew a hundred on some jeans man this shit light
I can buy her anything but a ring I wish a bitch might
Ride round with a fan just in case this shit get hot
Nigga say Eli ain't making hits he off the rock
I call brodie shaq he get the bricks right of the block
Niggas think I'm playin horse cause I call all the shots
I can't trip over a hoe unless this bitch sleep on the floor
Told my niggas we don't need the breaks all we know is go
No promotion I still got 200k bitch I'm the goat
Ain't no loving baby I ain't tryna date I want ya throat
She ain't my bitch this just my lil vibe
He want all that clout so I killed him and now he televised
Guess I gotta catch these niggas slipping they don't ever slide
Gaslight her I just make her think she tripping whole time I'm telling lies
Bro a crip I know he mad as hell he sipping red
We been dating for a year and this bitch still ain't seen my bed
Only way she getting cuffed is if the lil bitch going fed
It's ironic he got hit up in a charger now he dead
He want all that clout so I killed him and now he televised
Guess I gotta catch these niggas slipping they don't ever slide
Gaslight her I just make her think she tripping whole time I'm telling lies
Bro a crip I know he mad as hell he sipping red
We been dating for a year and this bitch still ain't seen my bed
Only way she getting cuffed is if the lil bitch going fed
It's ironic he got hit up in a charger now he dead
Stand on all that shit you said
All I wanted was her head
She eater she don't stop until her jaw lock like a dread
I can't take an L brother moving bales
Old money shit got stale I just smoke it I don't sale
But if you want it bring a scale all my bitches rock Chanel
I can't buckle down with one I love em all like K Michelle
Shawty hate me cause my temper short but my bread long
Ima stand behind my brother even know he dead wrong
Nigga just ain't use head know his fucking head gone
Niggas dying over diamonds I'll give him a headstone
I heard they said they on my ass
I know why these niggas mad
How the fuck y'all let the youngest nigga get the biggest bag
Floating shit I'm going fast
Momma said I'm finna crash
Is it weird I get excited for two hundred on the dash?
Niggas better get to running I can't even give 'em a pass
And I gotta make em feel it first for times they put me last
They think pt Santa clause he love the snow every bitch white
I been touching money shorty said I'm every bitch type
I just a blew a hundred on some jeans man this shit light
I can buy her anything but a ring I wish a bitch might
Ride round with a fan just in case this shit get hot
Nigga say Eli ain't making hits he off the rock
I call brodie shaq he get the bricks right of the block
Niggas think I'm playin horse cause I call all the shots
I can't trip over a hoe unless this bitch sleep on the floor
Told my niggas we don't need the breaks all we know is go
No promotion I still got 200k bitch I'm the goat
Ain't no loving baby I ain't tryna date I want ya throat
She ain't my bitch this just my lil vibe
He want all that clout so I killed him and now he televised
Guess I gotta catch these niggas slipping they don't ever slide
Gaslight her I just make her think she tripping whole time I'm telling lies
Bro a crip I know he mad as hell he sipping red
We been dating for a year and this bitch still ain't seen my bed
Only way she getting cuffed is if the lil bitch going fed
It's ironic he got hit up in a charger now he dead
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Writer(s): Elijah Collins
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