cuttaboy santana - santana story lyrics
(gang, gang, gang)
(gang, gang, gang, gang)
(haha, oh sh+t)
i’m so muf+ckin’ cool i be feelin’ like i’m a letterman
i had went and bought juul, walked around and caught my first felony
i came up from selling food at 16 i was a lil veteran
when i speak they get tha clapping, i’m feeling jus like a reverent
i had been around tha block it ain sh+t a n+gga can tell me
told my mama i’m tha sh+t pay tha cable ima be on yo telly
only time i friend a op is if that n+gga was ina cell wit me
even then if it’s beef send sum pressure an i’ma settle it
i can’t never change, i’m tha same n+gga from tha bricks
i got money on my brain, jus don’t know what stick ima get
and i nun been through evеrything, i was rollin up as kid
n+ggas talk bout everything, well that’s good ion smokе no mid
he want smoke i threw a b+tch
she gon f+ck an then call tha blitz
sh+t get wicked as a b+tch
ima snake if you ain’t my kin
i can show you how to live
break a pack and go make a pill
on that road we trap for real
that lil o ain gon do us sh+t
cl!ck my phone that been a hit
i’m like wick when it come pitts
work stick like i’m john wick
break a seal when i’m feeling sick
used to push up broke as sh+t
now im pushing racks to my ear
ain’t no man or thang i fear
i got nina sitting right here
and if it’s problems we can handle that
high as f+ck where my hammer at
dodging, swerving where tha cameras at
leave him wherever we catch him at
and his people know ian stressing that
guns and war we invest in that
the crib is where he best be at
get him gone nothin’ less than that
i’m so muf+ckin’ cool i be feelin’ like i’m a letterman
i had went and bought juul, walked around and caught my first felony
i came up from selling food at 16 i was a lil veteran
when i speak they get tha clapping, i’m feeling jus like a reverent
i had been around tha block it ain sh+t a n+gga can tell me
told my mama i’m tha sh+t pay tha cable ima be on yo telly
only time i friend a op is if that n+gga was ina cell wit me
even then if it’s beef send sum pressure an i’ma settle it
(same n+gga from the brick, money on my brain jus don’t know what stick ima get
i nun been through everything i was rollin’ up as a kid
n+ggas talk bout everything, well it’s good ion smoke no mid)
(he want smoke, i threw a b+tch, she gon f+ck and then call the blitz, sh+t get wicked as a b+tch, ima snake if you ain’t my kin
i can show you how to live break a pack an go make a pill
we trap for real, we trap for real)
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