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PERFORMING ARTISTS
No Savage
No Savage
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Thomas
David Thomas
Songwriter
Milan Odovic
Milan Odovic
Songwriter
Noah Settles
Noah Settles
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rob "NimbusMixedIt" Middleton
Rob "NimbusMixedIt" Middleton
Mixing Engineer
6ix
6ix
Producer
Tánatos
Tánatos
Producer

Lyrics

(Hey 6ix)
Yeah, ya dig?
Yeah-yeah, ya dig?
Nah, for real
Mob, huh
I'm the same dirty motherfucker, trappin' like a bitch
He come out the house, the lights on him, he won't take a pic
Get a block, get your own corner, that'll get you rich
Took his bitch, put it down on her, left her at the Ritz
I'm a roadrunner, I got out the spot and went legit
They don't know that I’m the same one, I was on that since a jit
Might go hit 'em all, don't do no window shoppin', I spin this shit
I want all hunnids, young **** with grown money, I been the shit
Got a hood bitch, if she don't act right, don't pay her rent
**** smoke bags, forty-five hunnid, my money spent
**** beef with us, don't be movin' right and then wanna get bent
Say you got money, it'll feel better if you up a M
I'm like Hugh Hefner pimpin' these bitches, bitch, I'm him
Got a thick bitch throwin' ass on me, break a limb
This for all them **** been gettin' money, been comin' trim
Quick to lay it up, get bro to dunk on him, I bend the rim
Do the job, I'm supportin' my bitches, they want me win
Say you love me, you should go and pray for me, you know I sin
I go ghost and stay away from new ****, I'm with my men
You my man, if you say you fuck with me, then lock it in
Out the cell, I was usin' jail phones, I cop a pin
And they see a **** just gettin' home and they tappin' in
They don't know a **** soul so scarred, so he repent
Take a broke bitch, boss her right up, I buy her Rick
It's a new coupe, 12 get behind it, this shit a risk
I'm a loose screw, look at these diamonds, this shit a brick
**** run into me, eyes get big, this ain't a lick
**** won't sit, totin' somethin' big, I hit his hat
I'm a young ****, known to hold his own, I got respect
Put my name under Don Corleone, I'm runnin' shit
He was cool, but to just keep it real, I want his bitch
Out the bank with a bank roll of hunnids, they comin' crisp
I'm the same dirty motherfucker, trappin' like a bitch
He come out the house, the lights on him, he won't take a pic
Get a block, get your own corner, that'll get you rich
Took his bitch, put it down on her, left her at the Ritz
I'm a roadrunner, I got out the spot and went legit
They don't know that I’m the same one, I was on that since a jit
Might go hit 'em all, don't do no window shoppin', I spin this shit
I want all hunnids, young **** with grown money, I been the shit
Written by: David Thomas, Milan Odovic, Noah Settles
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