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d savage - wanna be me lyrics

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[chorus: d savage]
i know these lil’ n-ggas wanna be me
tryna- tryna steal the sauce, ain’t sh-t free
i wonder what it is when you see me
rapping but i’m snapping, keep it lowkey
i sip- i sip hi-tech, not no hennessy
brand new glock .40, with a brand new squeeze
wish a- wish a n-gga would try to press me
i got some real n-ggas that’ll k!ll for me

[verse 1: rocket da goon]
n-ggas wanna be like me (like me, haha)
you know i keep the glock in my jeans (i do, glock in my jeans)
got a whole pint, 16 (lean, lean, lean, lean)
bust a brick down with the team (bust it down)
i’m from a wish a n-gga would (that what?)
smoke a n-gga just like a wood
death row, just like suge (real science, ho)
finessed the n-gga, hit him with a juug (yes)
front door, back door (back door)
swinging on a trap though, rob him for his bankroll (rob)
do what i say so (do it)
remix the brick and you know that’s kero (b-tch)
shoot him in face, case closed (bang, case closed)
and i ain’t going out sad
riding around with an extra mag
p-ssy n-gga trip, you know i’ma blast (on god)

[chorus: d savage]
i know these lil’ n-ggas wanna be me
tryna- tryna steal the sauce, ain’t sh-t free
i wonder what it is when you see me
rapping but i’m snapping, keep it lowkey
i sip- i sip hi-tech, not no hennessy
brand new glock .40, with a brand new squeeze
wish a- wish a n-gga would try to press me
i got some real n-ggas that’ll k!ll for me

[verse 2: chris king]
hol’ up
do ’em ugly with the cannon
cause my mama told me i’m handsome
i got that white like it’s dandruff (white)
30 round clip in the hand gun (brrat)
i’ma f-ck ’em up good, n-gga hands up (hah)
handle white rock like it’s and1 (yeah)
i feel at home where you can’t go (hah)
you paying rent to the landlord (hah)
my first quarter pound at 17
make some plays in a airbnb (oh yeah, oh yeah)
and i came up from serving meddelin
drank too much lean to settle in (oh yeah, oh yeah)
see i get too high, i feel energies
can’t hit my blunt with negativity (oh yeah, oh yeah)
and all of your guys are b-tch to me
i’m willing to die by these .223’s (oh yeah, oh yeah)

[chorus: d savage]
i know these lil’ n-ggas wanna be me
tryna- tryna steal the sauce, ain’t sh-t free
i wonder what it is when you see me
rapping but i’m snapping, keep it lowkey
i sip- i sip hi-tech, not no hennessy
brand new glock .40, with a brand new squeeze
wish a- wish a n-gga would try to press me
i got some real n-ggas that’ll k!ll for me



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