Sage

(Grahh, grahh)
(Yeah, Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah)
Swervin' that bitch like it's Nascar (Skrrt)
Smokin' that bitch like it's muhfuckin' black tar
Caught your stepdaddy at the muhfuckin' bar
Don't run away these bullets go far (Grahh-Grahh-Grahh)
Look like a ghost I'ma burn you with sage
This ain't Mario Judah, bitch I Miss The Rage
Beatin' your ass I feel like Johnny Cage
Bitch to white, they look like a page
Don't step near me I'll beat you with a mace
Talk to much you need to be erased
Soon as I see a opp, I'm on hots, bitch you a cop
Swervin' a Tesla, spin your block
Feelin' like Tetris, need to be stopped
Actin' ridiculous, bombaclat
"How much money?, That's a lot"
Dirty, nasty b-b-b-bitch suck my dick
Soon as I see you don't run don't trip
Homo boy he got a hair clip
Got the football team lickin' on your tip
Get a concert that hoe be lit
Juggn finna suicide don't throw a fit
Seeing your bitch while I lick on her tit
Go to your crib and I'm smokin' this weed
You're nothing to me I own the fucking lead
Ballin' like 2K bitch I'm elite
Broke up with the bitch cause she was psycho
Never seen her cause she was pyro (Maniac)
Dumb ass bitch she had lil braces, say it don't spray it
Sayin' I didn't wanna buy it, bitch I bought it (Ah-ha-ha)
They say I don't do it, but I'm really bout it (Ah-ha-ha)
Eatin' these cookies, I'm eatin' these trees
Pull up on your block with a 2.23
Oddus and Juggn they really lonely
Balenciaga, I'm doin' a spree
I got a check for hunnid sum' keys
I'm robbin' his ass and I feel like a thief
Shootin' his ass and he could not breath
Swervin' that bitch like it's Nascar (Skrrt)
Smokin' that bitch like it's muhfuckin' black tar
Caught your stepdaddy at the muhfuckin' bar
Don't run away these bullets go far (Grahh-Grahh-Grahh)
Look like a ghost I'ma burn you with sage
This ain't Mario Judah, bitch I Miss The Rage
Beatin' your ass I feel like Johnny Cage
Bitch to white, they look like a page
Don't step near me I'll beat you with a mace
Talk to much you need to be erased
Soon as I see a opp, I'm on hots, bitch you a cop
Swervin' a Tesla, spin your block
Feelin' like Tetris, need to be stopped
Actin' ridiculous, bombaclat
"How much money?, That's a lot"
Dirty, nasty b-b-b-bitch suck my dick
Soon as I see you don't run don't trip
Homo boy he got a hair clip
Got the football team lickin' on your tip
Get a concert that hoe be lit
Juggn finna suicide don't throw a fit
Seeing your bitch while I lick on her tit
Go to your crib and I'm smokin' this weed
You're nothing to me I own the fucking lead
Ballin' like 2K bitch I'm elite
Broke up with the bitch cause she was psycho
Never seen her cause she was pyro (Maniac)
Dumb ass bitch she had lil braces, say it don't spray it
Sayin' I didn't wanna buy it, bitch I bought it (Ah-ha-ha)
They say I don't do it, but I'm really bout it (Ah-ha-ha)



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Writer(s): Crescendo
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