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taysav – ransom lyrics

[chorus]
i just been chasin’ a sack, got the whole gang on my back, gang gang
please do not diss in your raps, get your lil stupid -ss clapped, bang bang
got your lil b-tch in my trap, hittin’ that -ss from the back, ayy ayy
i just be spittin’ the facts, never put nothin’ on wax, nah nah
i just been runnin’ that sack up, this thirty is only for back-up
to you i may just be a rapper, to the streets i am really a factor
i heard that you runnin’ that sack up, i might have to hold up for ransom
b-tches on me ’cause i’m handsome, give me top, make ’em vanish

[verse]
all my b-tches got standards
super fleek, got ’em staring
catch me driving a mclaren
super fast ’cause lu dared me
all these n-ggas be scary
all these b-tches wanna marry me
hundred bands what i’m carrying
let it lay in the bed with me
growin’ up poled up
said the gang took you down, n-gga so what?
told my n-ggas stay down ’til we blow up
now we got the whole north pole showed up
duttydo on the benz, doin’ donuts
say the word, he’ll leave a n-gga soulless
put some bands on your head, that’s a bonus
have bro keep the dough if you’re holding
i’m smokin’ that poison, oak
swear to god i feel chosen, whoa
please don’t take it personal
when i say i don’t f-ck with y’all
i don’t wanna do no verse at all
on the track i’m so versatile
i don’t even gotta rehe-rs- at all
’cause this sh-t come so natural
actually, n-ggas ain’t f-ckin’ with me, this sh-t ain’t nothin’ to me
matter of fact, you n-ggas suckers to me, you can’t get nothin’ from me
remember them nights when it wasn’t nothin’ to eat, stomach rumbling, no sleep
now i got bread, n-ggas want somethin’ from me, but it ain’t nothin’ for free
every lil thing gotta come at a fee
booked for a show that’s a quarter a key
pay for a verse, that’s a two and a split
just want a course, that’s a cutie of green
shotty in here of a deuce of the lean
free savage sheen, he be ten off the beans
might catch a body and flee from the scene
if i get caught i don’t know what i seen
if i get caught i don’t know not a thing
this forty cal got a beam
it’s tucked off in my jeans
i’ll up this b-tch with ease
i’ll up this b-tch, let it squeeze
these n-ggas rats with no cheese
i got your b-tch on her knees
she suck me ’til she can’t breathe
so don’t try to check for me, i cannot give you the recipe, that’d be the death of me
b-tches be testin’ me, glock-23 make ’em rest in peace, that is for thinkin’ you preppin’ me
dear father god i just wanna say thank you for blessin’ me, million times mama stressin’ me
like son you special, just wanna say thank you for telling me, ’cause it made me a better me
b-tch i’m spittin’ methamphetamine
savage dawgg, got the pedigree
i got plug in cabrini green
i got plug in the evergreens
baby you ain’t never met a king
i can show you how to be a queen
i can show you how to be a star
have your face on a magazine, right right

- taysav lyrics

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