hiphop
rap
beat
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Story behind the song
An interesting story about a young savage live
Lyrics
aint no cap in my rap I do this shit bitch Im for real
Lil moe got shot up in his shit his body rolled from off the hill
I cant never miss no shot bitch when I shoot I shoot to kill
How you broke and talking shit and cant even pay yo mama bills
I got rounds that shoot for days I get my glock it got a switch im catching strays
I get big quan he do that job I gave him racks he set for days
Anybody asking bout me tell em no yvng jae dont play
Talking shit gone get you hit wont live to see another day
Make that nigga do a swirl Im finna raid that nigga house
Bitch Im a girl and still killing shit and then I fucked your spouse
Them roles reverse and you get quiet when this blicky hit yo mouth
Quit that lying folk you know you aint gone pull up to my house
Imma take that nigga shit and then Im gone I did the race
I told the judge that ian do it now Im good I beat the case
Its obligations to this street shit make sure it aint no trace
I eat these perks I got a hard head i take it to the face
I do this shit this 40 tucked up in my hip lets get it started
Money long I got too much I cant even fit that in my wallet
Im steady running up that bag Im the realest Im too solid
That nigga died and now his folks done put ole boy on a collage
Imma sneak up to yo crib I might just be in your garage
I took yo credit card and now they tryna file me for fraud
I might just be up in yo room I might just be up in yo walls
He 65 he hit the ground now Im the only one thats tall
Im only 57 but dont start thinking shit over here small
You aint gone never catch me hiding might just be up at the mall
You think its smoke? you got a phone you already knowing who to call
Its Big jae I cant een remember the last time I took a fall