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Savv4x
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100 OTD
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Savv4x
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100 OTD
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100 OTD
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Yo
Let me just pop my door
Let off a shot, all of you **** get low
If I don't tap me a hat
I'm hitting a throat, 'cause I put the beam on his nose
Wait cro, don't aim for his hat
Blow out his leg, just so we can get up close
Talk that gangster shit but he do not walk it?
I know he don't want no smoke
**** ain't got no bodies, ain't touch none of mine
But they steady dropping my 4
**** ain't got no money, that lil' boy hungry
Why you keep making him jokes?
**** ain't got no pride
Beef 'bout a bitch, he mad I was fuckin' his hoe
We get a drop, aight bet
Load up the car, you know I'm coming with Sos'
We get a drop, aight bet
Load up the car, you know I'm with 'Ski
I got a Glock with a switch on the back and a fat ass clip like double Ds
You do not buss your gun
Stay in your house, who let this **** outside?
I'm on your block with a Glock with a switch and a Kriss Vec' clip tryna see some fly
Diss on my bros on your tracks
Kid you're a bitch, ****, is you ready to die?
**** can't come to the hood
Your car get parked, that's how I come for the guys
Step, creep, I'm ready to slide
You don't ride for none of your guys
**** is bitch, I can see through the sky
How you say that you sliding, you shoot in the sky, you bitch
You could get booked for your pistol quick
Bro, you said that you're ready, why did you snitch?
Know its 33, Larry or Bird out the dip
**** try drive through, dinger get swished
I'm spooky, I creep with my knocka
You're a rat, pussy, you're an informer
Don't show face 'cause my name is too lava
Lack on your block, how you **** get topped off
Look, all of the opps in the east some babies
I'm tryna go step in the west
Bitch, you know that I'm coming direct
Turn up your ends and I send you a text
They said that OTD went soft, yo, don't let me pepper your bend
Yo, I'm tryna smoke on your friends
I aim at his Polo or at his lends
I'm doing it dolo or with the men
I turn on that stutter, it's getting intense
He had his bid, he still jumpin' that fence
Tryna take off his wig, tryna take of his
Tryna take off his head
I know you just heard what the fuck I just said
Bout, like you're smoking who's dead?
Tryna come to your hood, tryna dump out this lead
Hop, step, when I drive to the paint
He cracked cause the dawgs on the range
How the fuck are you certi? You don't put in pain
I get caught with my shorty, I'm still sending grains
They let Savv on the loose, he's fuckin' up the game
Yo, go get the free, I'm bout to hit the Lane
Or I'm bout to go hit the stack
Bro told me chill, he told me stay on track
Let me just pop my door
Let off a shot, all of you **** get low
If I don't tap me a hat
I'm hitting a throat, 'cause I put the beam on his nose
Wait cro, don't aim for his hat
Blow out his leg, so we can get up close
Talk that gangster shit but he do not walk it?
I know he don't want no smoke
**** ain't got no bodies, ain't touch none of mine
But they steady dropping my 4
**** ain't got no money, that lil' boy hungry
Why you keep making him jokes?
**** ain't got no pride
Beef 'bout a bitch, he mad I was fuckin' his hoe
We get a drop, aight bet
Load up the car, you know I'm coming with Sos'
Written by: 100 OTD, Savv4x