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Save Yourself


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Fuck these niggas talking
All these niggas hating
Put them in a coffin
Coughin' like I'm Weezy
All these bitches sleazy
Gimme sloppy toppy
Blowing on some reefer
Riding in two seaters
Indica, sativa
Always smoking greener
Riding in the beamer
Slaughtering your daughter
In her mouth I put that water
Sipping on that Fiji
When I smoke doja
Put you in a coma
Test us, you don't want it
Pull up in the Polars
Bullets aiming on ya
Riding with my soldiers
All these bitches want this
Flock us like they vlogging
They wish that we was fuckin'
Smoking all of summer
Might pop a xan'
That's only if I wanna
Nigga really geekin'
Fuckin' with no feelings
'Cause a nigga heartless
Pussy, I done parted
Call a nigga Moses
I'mma slide up in it

Ay, pull up
Let it rip
Ay, pull up
Fuck a nigga bitch
Ay, pull up
Skkrt, skrrt
Ay, pull up
Skkrt, skrrt

Ay, droppin' a four in my cup
Movin' the weight in the truck
When I pull off, my tires be lookin' like scuff
Lay a nigga down like a motherfucking brush, uh
Bitch tryna put me in a cuff
Whip the snow like buff
Got soap like Dove
Nigga broke like Crush, uh
Pull up in a truck
Too much money, my nigga, ain't enough
Pockets on double stuff
Pocket on, blow it up
I got it, I throw it, I throw it, I throw it up
Drink in the cup and I pour it up, pour it up
Shooting like movies
I'm shooting my Uzi
My kick be on Bruce Lee
She lick me like smoothie
Then jump in the Uber
I fuck her and lose her
Ay, with a man like Houston
It's badder than boosie

Ay, it's lit, my wrist
My bitch, okay it's ice
This shit is lit, is lit
Okay my bitch, my wrist is ice
This shit OK
Okay, my wrist, my bitch
Lemme get it, lemme get it OK
I like to fuck her on camera, ayy
Dirty Fantas was my menace, ayy
Pull up and pop me a Xanny, ayy
Don't know where the hell I'm standin', ayy
Probably somewhere, Tropicana, ayy
I had to get me a Fanta, ayy
Dirty double cup, no panic, ayy
Got the pack, just like a fanny, ayy
Baby blowin' bubble gum
I bet she got them bubble guts
I hit the pussy, uppercut
Fatality the little slut
Ridin' in a fuckin' rocket
Jimmy Neutron, ray gun poppin'
Nail the witch out by the lake
I bet she'll give me sloppy toppy
Gotta head to the side like a deer
Bitch want me to see how I'm actin', but got no mirror
Bitch I just be turnin' the fuck up, bitch ain't it clear?
And I'm 'bout my dough just like I'm Homer, give me a beer
How the hell you geck out for a lickout, can't see her
You the one who say you be pourin' lean, now it's clear
That a nigga named Brett Elliot a queer
And I beat his ass while he was working, oh yeah, yeah

Fuck nigga
All is an enemy
Dark is a friend of me
I tend to nut on the face of my enemies
Rather be dead than migrate my vicinity
Did fight that pussy, bitch, we call that frenemies
Dark abyss
Cold night
Cracked skull with a cold pipe
Pussy nigga, show no fright
Oh shit, not a goal right?
X so cold, ayy
Bitch so woke
Wrist don't froze
Bitch, don't fold
Fuck nigga choke
That pistol fuckin' blow
A ratchet with the stick
My niggas at your throat
I'm fuck nigga paid
Take your work and flex
Runnin' up a check
I rob, received a net
My bitch suck water to your set
To from you for the sex
But then she ducked that fuckin' dick boy, she finessed you for your check
You talkin' all that fuckin' shit, you wasn't 'bout it
I snatch up Lily, take a pic of that bitch sucking
Four deep, bed sheets, skeet stains on her knees
I make your bitch recite a script just like she makin' a movie
That's it fuck, money (bitch)
Let's talk money
Lil' bitch
Lil' bitch
Lil' bitch
Lil' bitch, ay, ay


Autor(es): Jahseh Dwayne Onfroy, Stokeley Goulbourne