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[intro]
yo savage they said my songs got too much b-ss in it bro
-laughs-
yo, aye, woah

[verse 1]
drum at the bottom of the gun
at the strip club throwing ones
old hatin’ -ss n-gg- but his daughter’s getting f-cked
i told her to eat me up
wrist on water fiji’d up
simon says i’m bb’d up
even before i had a gun i was bb’d up
move like karate kid
break a brick down with the soda
i’m whippin it
all of my opps have insomnia scared of death
give me a year and i’ll pack out a stadium shots to your cranium
i’m on your radio what can i say to you?
i finesse n-gg-s and f-ck on their b-tches too
i would hate me if i wasn’t me honestly
why you think i ride around with the glock fool?

[chorus]
(we got) big -ss clips
(she a) big -ss b-tch
(we go on) big -ss trips
(i got) big -ss drip
(we got) big -ss clips
(she a) big -ss b-tch
(we go on) big -ss trips
(i got) big -ss drip
okay!

[verse 2]
brand new givenchy shoes
all my hoes come in twos
this sh-t organic you can’t recreate it
all of my b-tch is beautiful or at least suitable
because i hate masturbating
she’s so excited she met me in person i blew her a kiss and then quickly she fainted
don’t got no gang or no squad or no unit i looked in the mirror said n-gg- you made it
all of these n-gg-s be signing them deals but i did this should solo i know that they hate it
bro just might kick in your back door
tried it and n-body died like a bad joke
up in her water like tadpoles
giving the opps h-lla toe tags you tag toes
shots to your back and it ripples like i’m giving backshots to somebody’s fat hoe

[bridge]
woah, woah, woah, woah
yo savage i’ll dead keep going bro don’t play with me, my n-gg-
bet look!

[verse 3]
i’m so invincible
she wiped my kids on her face look like cetaphil
allergic to hoes in the club i pop benadryl
bro look so nervous i’m like boy this been a drill
i’m tryna see a mill
you tryna see a meal
how are we equal?
we got him the first time just wait for the sequel
i got a five seven that hits like a deagle
and b-tch i’m a dog but i’m cute like a beagle
and yes i be fly with the wave like a seagull
i’m about to be famous like nyc pizza
you new, you a student but watch how i teach her
f-ck on a russian b-tch call me her “nee-gar”

[outro]
-laughing-
yo, son

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