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PERFORMING ARTISTS
No Savage
No Savage
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Friedrich Roerig
Friedrich Roerig
Songwriter
Joshua Emilio Clyde Narain
Joshua Emilio Clyde Narain
Songwriter
Noah Settles
Noah Settles
Songwriter
Emil Videnski
Emil Videnski
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Friedrich Roerig
Friedrich Roerig
Producer
Joshua Emilio Clyde Narain
Joshua Emilio Clyde Narain
Producer
jourdan ginyard
jourdan ginyard
Mixing Engineer
Emil Videnski
Emil Videnski
Producer
emil dollaz
emil dollaz
Producer
Go Yard Don
Go Yard Don
Producer

Lyrics

Don't trip, don't trip (Yeah, yeah, guapo)
Yeah, yeah, ooh, uh, uh (Mob)
Yeah, yeah, uh-uh (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, turn me up (Turn me up, Jourdan, let's go)
Hundred thousand every other day (Yeah), I just got the trenches out the way (Yeah, bitch)
I was taught to trap and play it safe (Trap), I could sell a hundred, I don't play (Yeah, nah)
Let 'em try me, they gon' all lay (Boom, boom)
Booted up, I had a long day (Yeah, yeah)
Fuck a bitch and put her in her place (Yeah, fuck her), fuckin' up the makeup on her face (Yeah, yeah)
Work her out, then go to Planet Fitness (Work her out), I be playin' Cs in the trenches (Playin' Cs)
Sell a pack and never check a ticket (Sell a pack), I know who I'm servin', I ain't trippin' (Trap)
You know how I'm comin', I ain't slippin' (You know it)
They done put them peoples into business (Need a pack)
I was in the spot but I was livin' (In the spot)
I done fucked and rocked these ****' bitches (Lot of 'em)
In the city, know we get it litty (Litty)
Hundred fifty bustin' out the kitty (Hundred fifty), she a stripper fuckin' with a Diddy (She a thot)
I'ma fly her out and beat her silly (Yeah)
I come from the gutter, out the mud (Out the mud)
I ain't have shit and found a plug (****)
Spend a ticket, I'ma show you love (Spend a ticket)
Even if he couldn't, I don't judge (I ain't judgin')
Drop a number, got 'em comin' back (Got 'em comin'), switch a number when the phones tapped (Yeah)
I was watchin' other **** hustle (Yeah), I went out and got my own sack (For real)
They done gave another bro a twenty (Free him), I been tryna get 'em all back (Free the man)
I done seen another **** bluffin' (Bitch), not a killer by a longshot (Beat the block)
I'ma cut a bitch and that's a fact (I'ma cut her), she said she ain't likin' how I act (Yeah)
I ain't bein' nothin' that I'm not (Nope), I ain't never fuckin' at the spot (Nope)
We be ridin' heavy in the Track' (For real), it be somethin' heavy on the lot (Boom)
We'll put a tracker on his car (Put a tracker), fuck an AirTag, those hot (Yeah)
I be out of town ridin' clean (Out of town), tell the plug bring the Rolls back (Tell the plug)
Hundred bitches, we in Rosebar (Hundred bitches), I go up and spend a whole lot (Spend a rack)
He a striker, there ain't nothin' like him (Nope)
Tell him fuck him, he know they don't like him (Tell him fuck him)
Want a package? I'ma overnight it (I'am send it)
**** tellin', brodie got indicted
Brodie smokin', caught a whole hat (Whole hat)
You're a rapper? Where your shows at? (Where they at?)
You're a killer? Where your souls at? (Where they at?)
How you love her? She a whole gnat (Pussy)
Got so many bitches, I don't count 'em (Nope)
Draco at the door, I got it mounted (Boom, boom)
I been on the up, but fuck a downer (Fuck 'em)
Turn around and smack her on the counter (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah), I put my heart in this shit, when they thought I was done, I was still in the bag (I was still on they necks)
Huh, I made a promise to stay out the way because **** was stealin' the swag (I made a— I made a— I made a promise)
Yeah, havin' their way with a ****, when I wasn't nothin' I was waitin' to drag (When they was waitin' on a ****)
Yeah, I'm 'bout a dollar but you got a problem 'cause I wouldn't give you a hand (All 'bout the money, my ****)
Yeah, she called me when her **** leave out **** (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), I'ma just keep it a band (I'ma just keep it a stack)
Yeah, he dissin' me, when his ass got hit with that stick, I was sittin' in the sand
Yeah, I dare a **** to reach for my neck, I'ma knock off his goddamn hand (I'ma knock off his goddamn hand)
Yeah, I'm on probation but I caught a dirty from poppin' a goddamn Xan' (For real)
Yeah, huh, for real (Don't, don't tell me)
Shit, yeah (Don't quote me on this shit, but this shit real)
Huh, mob shit, **** (You **** pussies, for real)
**** (On Drac'), I'm doin' this shit for real (Comin' with Drac')
Been doin' this shit for real (Pop me a Drac' and I'ma Drac')
I'm tellin' you (Fuck you)
Written by: Emil Videnski, Friedrich Roerig, Joshua Emilio Clyde Narain, Noah Settles
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