Rap Saved Me
(Ayy, let that shit ride, Tav)
Uh, uh
Mm-mm, that rap shit saved me
Mm, this shit gettin' crazy
Set
Ooh
Ooh, I'm like, "Fuck rap, this trap shit saved me"
Draco's in the trap, I can see you 'fore you knock me lately
Off White off drip-drip, teriyaki, I'm having flavor
.762, ayy, them choppas keep waking my neighbors
Drop a bag on your head, get you knocked off of paper
Gotta rock with Dior, I keep mixing up the flavor
Sapwood with the 'za, do not smoke the vape
Ice cream runtz with the sherb' and the trap goin' brazy
It keep rolling, strool
Red and green in my cup like I'm sipping on Gucci
Thick light skin ho like Renni Rucci
I'ma nut in her mouth, left my kids on her booty
I'm sippin' green, Shrek
Blue and yellow diamond, play for Georgia Tech
I was dropping the bar, tell the plug to send the rest
Lil' freaky bitch, got her chewing Percocet's
I did this shit for the set
It's going Big Yay
Diamonds, they fighting gavotte
Eat up the drip like Sunday
Caviar, shrimp, steak, ball on a Monday
I was just fucked up, bro tryna make a play
Everyday I wake up, that's a trap day
That choppa take you up and down like a elevator
Glock on my hip, you get served with the stare face
The pack touched down, made it adjacent (let's go)
Say, you can get shot in your face, I won't hesitate (fah, fah)
Ayy, I'm in love with the Glock, me and Honk can not separate (uh-uh)
That nigga ain't shit, I can take you on a better date (come here, come here)
They vote for Big Yay like it's elections (ayy)
See, I get in my feelings 'bout Blade, but I know he in a better place (on gang)
Stuffin' 'Woods full of Cookies and meditate (let's go)
Still serving that Mary Jane
Wide-body charger, can't stay in my place (skrrt-skrrt, skrrt)
I'm in every state (let's go)
Man, all these soft-ass niggas keep going harder (let's go)
Don't call my phone if you ain't place no order (ayy, let's go)
I'm ridin' with 15 'bows, slam them hoes like Jordan (let's go)
Just bought some Dior boots like my best friend Dior (shit, this some drip)
I say these niggas funny like they goin' in McCorners (ha)
Ayy, zaza get low, hit the plug, need more (I need)
When you walk in the trap, make sure you close the door (close that)
Big Yay sent the blitz while he all on tour (fah-fah)
Yeah, he spin (spin)
I swing the hammer like Thor
Whole team full of shooters, so let's go to war (go to war)
.762 break 'em down like a girl (the fuck?)
Better hop on feet 'cause we spray up the car (grrah)
Ayy, bless a nigga, he ain't even gotta sneeze (ayy)
Hop out with them sticks, spray that bitch like Febreze (bah)
Niggas lurking, they itching for them bodies, they fiends (they fiends)
Take a opp' home, put that bitch on her knees (put)
Pull out and nut on her face, baby, you're Maybelline (you're Maybelline)
Glock with a switch, don't need no aim or beam (frrt)
Double G be the warriors, they can't fuck with my team (fuck with my team)
Finessing and jugging, I stay pulling schemes (grrah)
Ain't got on a belt, but a Glock in my jeans (gah)
You say what 'bout lil' Blade? Put his face on a tee (the fuck?)
They went down on them boys, sittin' back in a Jeep (in a Jeep)
I'm the biggest tornado, who fucking with me? (Spin)
Uh, uh
Mm-mm, that rap shit saved me
Mm, this shit gettin' crazy
Set
Ooh
Ooh, I'm like, "Fuck rap, this trap shit saved me"
Draco's in the trap, I can see you 'fore you knock me lately
Off White off drip-drip, teriyaki, I'm having flavor
.762, ayy, them choppas keep waking my neighbors
Drop a bag on your head, get you knocked off of paper
Gotta rock with Dior, I keep mixing up the flavor
Sapwood with the 'za, do not smoke the vape
Ice cream runtz with the sherb' and the trap goin' brazy
It keep rolling, strool
Red and green in my cup like I'm sipping on Gucci
Thick light skin ho like Renni Rucci
I'ma nut in her mouth, left my kids on her booty
I'm sippin' green, Shrek
Blue and yellow diamond, play for Georgia Tech
I was dropping the bar, tell the plug to send the rest
Lil' freaky bitch, got her chewing Percocet's
I did this shit for the set
It's going Big Yay
Diamonds, they fighting gavotte
Eat up the drip like Sunday
Caviar, shrimp, steak, ball on a Monday
I was just fucked up, bro tryna make a play
Everyday I wake up, that's a trap day
That choppa take you up and down like a elevator
Glock on my hip, you get served with the stare face
The pack touched down, made it adjacent (let's go)
Say, you can get shot in your face, I won't hesitate (fah, fah)
Ayy, I'm in love with the Glock, me and Honk can not separate (uh-uh)
That nigga ain't shit, I can take you on a better date (come here, come here)
They vote for Big Yay like it's elections (ayy)
See, I get in my feelings 'bout Blade, but I know he in a better place (on gang)
Stuffin' 'Woods full of Cookies and meditate (let's go)
Still serving that Mary Jane
Wide-body charger, can't stay in my place (skrrt-skrrt, skrrt)
I'm in every state (let's go)
Man, all these soft-ass niggas keep going harder (let's go)
Don't call my phone if you ain't place no order (ayy, let's go)
I'm ridin' with 15 'bows, slam them hoes like Jordan (let's go)
Just bought some Dior boots like my best friend Dior (shit, this some drip)
I say these niggas funny like they goin' in McCorners (ha)
Ayy, zaza get low, hit the plug, need more (I need)
When you walk in the trap, make sure you close the door (close that)
Big Yay sent the blitz while he all on tour (fah-fah)
Yeah, he spin (spin)
I swing the hammer like Thor
Whole team full of shooters, so let's go to war (go to war)
.762 break 'em down like a girl (the fuck?)
Better hop on feet 'cause we spray up the car (grrah)
Ayy, bless a nigga, he ain't even gotta sneeze (ayy)
Hop out with them sticks, spray that bitch like Febreze (bah)
Niggas lurking, they itching for them bodies, they fiends (they fiends)
Take a opp' home, put that bitch on her knees (put)
Pull out and nut on her face, baby, you're Maybelline (you're Maybelline)
Glock with a switch, don't need no aim or beam (frrt)
Double G be the warriors, they can't fuck with my team (fuck with my team)
Finessing and jugging, I stay pulling schemes (grrah)
Ain't got on a belt, but a Glock in my jeans (gah)
You say what 'bout lil' Blade? Put his face on a tee (the fuck?)
They went down on them boys, sittin' back in a Jeep (in a Jeep)
I'm the biggest tornado, who fucking with me? (Spin)
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Writer(s): Yaven Mauldin, Tavis Moore, Gavin Franklin, Ja'kiel Hill
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