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no savage - big checks lyrics

[verse 1: no savage]
uh, i had a l!ck woke straight up and hit that
she come with us ’cause we running through big checks
it ain’t no need for you ask where your b+tch at
uh, uh, i get mad put this gl!ck on his b+tch+ass
must didn’t learn from your big man
uh, critical shots put his ass on a sh+t bag
throw up a c and go spin with my crip man
jamo blew ’til the top of the gl!ck broke
shots rang out got him running he slipped like he walking on crisco
house l!cks i really hit him with brisco
uh, i took a risk everyday for that dough
this a gen+4 don’t think it’s a ghost
hope he ain’t mad ’cause i know his b+tch go
trap on the steppers don’t move like big mo
i don’t got sh+t for the low though
stick knock the icing out of him like [?]
b+tch in the can she a pillsbury dough ho
cornell’s over i’m snapping this photo
uh, ten bags of ‘za let it go for the high+high
you play with littles, n+gga you tryna diе
we rock the gl!ck with a switch and a red dot
hеavy artillery pushing your scalp back

[verse 2: baby jamo]
uh, uh, me and giz’ fishing that bin and we swerving
n+ggas ain’t outside n+ggas just purping
i threw out the standard and spin with the thirty
i might pour up a deuce and pull down the ‘dise
pull up on my vic’ and turn off the lights
sh+t for the ‘gram i don’t like the hype
tallslime in public i really be tight
opps see and them n+ggas real get low
uh, uh, catch him in traffic gotta shoot out the window
oldhead case the block like it’s a 10+4
uh, uh i’m thugging with sh+t i’m with giz’
these n+ggas keep talking they know what it is
we taking sh+t down like max and b
run in your sh+t i’ma tape up the kids
the law on my ass gotta know how to move
the work in the trap it do what it do
i’m serving the one and he serving the two
i’m shooting up blocks he playing kahoot
me and yb and you know it’s a hit
and i catch them bags you know that i flip
stick in the box b+tch no roddy ricch
lift the gl!ck up and give him a face lift
he tried to run, and i gotta chase him
he got a gun, and he getting braced in
all of my opps you know that i face ’em
paying my lawyer we spanking these cases

- no savage lyrics

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