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I'm telling you dog I been getting it in How the fuck they gone tell you that I'm going out I done barely got started I'm mapping my route Pave the way Master E Oh it's coming no doubt I might actually put a lil price on my feature Let somebody manage me Make you a fan of me Working for nothing Some living a fantasy Mmm Some live in a fantasy White picket fences don't catch my attention I'm breaking the game ain't no tap or submission I'm in this to win this I handle my business Modelo time baby Don't pass me no Guinness My partners done hyped all my shit up I'm trippen Huuuuuh My partners done hyped all my shit up I'm trippen Busting plays with the shit that I brought from the D Until one of my dogs Found a plug in the A I was tired of making them drives Sleeping good then a bitch Till I realized I was still driving I'm telling you shit was getting wild Had a hoe ride along giving top the whole time Jaw was strong then a bitch That's a three hour drive And that's only one way That's six hours a day That's a job Pull over hold on imma roll you can drive Couldn't smoke in the car so we stopped on the side Tinted glass on a clean whip mane The laws ain't gone know when to slide Hahahahaha The laws ain't gone know when to slide All I want is a chain with my name on it Alcohol in my gut put the blame on it She topping me off put that brain on me It's whatever you need I got weight on me Try to rob dump a clip get this weight off me Ain't no diss I'm just saying this the game round here Hit a lick real quick that's a thang round here Put a bitch in her place Got her legs to the rear All I wanted was the keys to a leer All I needed was a mic and a beer Should I buy me some gold or a strap with a stock that'll fold I don't play about shit when it come to the load Let me put it like this imma get it and go Sorry baby can't speak imma stick to the code Bitch Imma stick to the code huh I'm so cool I can bring back the cabbage patch Busting plays to the twenties I handle that Keeping calm under pressure no heart attack I eat but this hoe ain't gone call me fat I fuck for a minute then let her go back to em Free for today but don't know when I'm off again Keep it a dollar in pennies no bargaining Firm on the price if you starving I'm sorry then When I was in the city I was rolling gas and shooting dice until the morning came I wanna run shit with my brothers and sisters but half of them niggas in Georgia mane I can't wait till my people together You know that we cutting up no lidocaine We cutting up no lidocaine We cutting up no lidocaine Reekay's a madman help us save us Running up dope to ya wife and the neighbors I heard if you illegal he can help with ya papers You in a lil jam he can do a couple favors Reekay's a madman help us save us Running up dope to ya wife and the neighbors I hear he got uhhh three fifty seven that hold eight shots Matter fact I think he got about eight glocks I'm a beast in the streets you a little ass pet Choppas aiming at your body At your head At your neck Savage You heard that that nigga the best So fuck the police cause they ain't stopping shit Fuck the police fuck the police King savage he screaming out fuck the police Fuck em Fuck the police cause they ain't stopping shit I say it one time I'll say it again My youngins they ready to slide Call out Reekay for the blitz and the ride FaFa Look up see the opps in the sky They only sending me hittas that's ready to die Everybody know I'm on one Bitch I like a forty with a nine with some titties on that shit Prrdt pow Yeah my bitch got switch Pull up with Reekay Imma pop my shit And we'll air this bitch out if you trynna get lit On god on god And we'll air this bitch out if y'all trynna get lit Uh huh on god Uhh uh uh Reekay Savage uh Fow Uhh uh
Writer(s): Enrique Torres Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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