d savage – vvs (rolling) lyrics
[verse 1]
why these b-tch n-gg-s steady hating?
i been juggin’, tryna get a million
drop the top b-tch, ain’t no ceiling
boolin’ in la with my gang and them
shootin’ up the party causing mayhem
sliding with sd 2, and we bangin’
i snuck in the club with my 40
when i tote that 38, that’s my shorty
bro these n-gg-s fans, just recording
hit a [?], so important
she wanna hit the gas, said i’m rolling
walk up to your trap just to shoot it up
how you keep that 45 and that ruger tucked?
p-ss that sh-t to savage he gon’ shoot it up
pull up to the telly with a bad b-tch
she said she never f-cked with a savage
[hook]
she wanna hit the gas, said i’m rolling
i might crash the whip, crash the foreign
[?] got me soaring
there go the cops, i’ma do the dash
if n-gg-s tweakin’ then i’m on they -ss
40 with a d-ck, n-gg- do the math
i got in the club with my 40
all these n-gg-s lames and they b-tches adore me
[hook 2]
snoring, all these n-gg-s snoring
told my mama be right back and n-gg- going touring
savage man you next up and flexed up
how you get so iced up, sliding in a chrysler
in a different city and i’m rolling
how you smoke the dope, do your smoking
if you pop this perc, yeah we floating
there go the cops, i’ma do the dash
if n-gg-s tweakin’ then we on they -ss
40 with a d-ck, n-gg- do the math
i came in this b-tch with a bankroll
bad hoe, do whatever say so
[hook]
she wanna hit the gas, said i’m rolling
i might crash the whip, crash the foreign
[?] got me soaring
there go the cops, i’ma do the dash
if n-gg-s tweakin’ then i’m on they -ss
40 with a d-ck, n-gg- do the math
i got in the club with my 40
all these n-gg-s lames and they b-tches adore me
[hook 2]
snoring, all these n-gg-s snoring
told my mama be right back and n-gg- going touring
savage man you next up and flexed up
how you get so iced up, sliding in a chrysler
in a different city and i’m rolling
how you smoke the dope, do your smoking
if you pop this perc, yeah we floating
there go the cops, i’ma do the dash
if n-gg-s tweakin’ then we on they -ss
40 with a d-ck, n-gg- do the math
i came in this b-tch with a bankroll
bad hoe, do whatever say so
[hook]
she wanna hit the gas, said i’m rolling
i might crash the whip, crash the foreign
[?] got me soaring
there go the cops, i’ma do the dash
if n-gg-s tweakin’ then i’m on they -ss
40 with a d-ck, n-gg- do the math
i got in the club with my 40
all these n-gg-s lames and they b-tches adore me
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