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savv4x - checked lyrics

[verse]
don’t try and check me, n+ggas get checked
i came with a glock in my tech
it’s a big four feeze and it’s filled to the net
hop out the four door, aim for a head
screaming out 44 right ‘fore i send
screaming out chris bosh, don’t get me p+ssed off
young n+ggas b+tch and your old n+ggas dead
watch how i get when it’s time to go bend
put on my murder suit and grab the 10
g29 but i came wit’ my larry, that’s 33 shots and the f+ck a n+gga ends
get out the way if i wind down the window, switch on the back and it’s filled to the brim
i’m sorry mama, she hate that i’m lava, still play in the trenches and walk on my bid

latе night creepin’, think i see demons
brodie could tell how i’m sick in my hеad
i’m not tryna sleep, i wanna see some dead
’til i get ’em k!lled i’m not goin’ to bed
walk down, wiped some down with the fifth
full metal jackets inside of my clip
lil’ b+tch, i don’t do hollows
could say why but that sh+t kinda hot
last time a n+ggas tried to slide through my strip and we beat out the whip, almost left it in park
hold on, wait, i need him dead right now
heard that boy in the six and i laugh cause i’m not in the dot
i heard he stay on the jane so it’s nothing to say call the wassas if i get the drop
if he in the east, then i’m callin’ the ‘villers, my serial k!llers, they down for the plot
slid or providin’, my lil’ bros riding griffin the most ’cause he down for the cards
melly the g, go hop out the free and he’ll do it for free, don’t got pay him a cost
one got shot in his leg, the next one shot in his head, i don’t know why they talk

reverse, pressure on the wound, someone call the meds
got lit hot flame to his chest, still a cripple, take him off the ‘net
see snitches, we’re victims, let these n+ggas have the ‘net
if you won’t beat your stick, then give it to lil’ bro
i bet bk take a head
if you won’t beat your stick, then pass it to lil’ bro

- savv4x lyrics

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