Save Me

Fuck he say?

Fuck that **** said?

Gang, gang, gang

Ridin' with my chopper, aye, aye

I'ma beat him like his father, aye, aye

Now it's blood on my Giuseppes, aye, aye

I don't like no fuckin' Pradas, aye, aye

Put a knife up on my TEC, aye

Lil' FaceTime, lil' Skype up for my tech, aye, aye

And it all happened right up on my set, aye

SOS look like I'm from iTech, aye

She give me top right before I jet, aye, aye

I need a yacht right before my jet, aye

I smoke some dope right before I get, aye, aye

Mad, blast his ass then forget, aye, aye

Glo Gang, them my jits, aye

Octane where I hear it, aye

I'm not saying what I did, aye

Look at my watch, Johnny, Goddamn, aye, aye

We gon' smoke it all, catch him in an open field, that's an open fall

Bitch, I will never fail or turn my fail to fall

I promise I'm not seein' y'all or hearin' y'all, aye

I gave my carats frost, aye

Flexin' like Dave the Barbarian, y'all, aye

Piss what I'm wearin', y'all, aye

My chain win chains by it's 'ppearance, y'all, aye

Smokin' Swishers, aye

Countin' money, gettin' blisters, aye, aye

Hand in your man, we will fix ya, aye, aye

All red right now, I'm no Clifford, aye

'Cause I'm a dog when it comes to fuckin' bitches, aye, aye

Coolin' with my fans and takin' pictures, aye

And I got my pistol for them ****, aye

I'ma pistol-fuck them ****, aye, aye

What you see? Pistols poppin', ****, aye, aye

Your cars on E, fill 'em up, lil' ****, aye, aye

Your squad on D, get 'em up, lil' ****, aye, aye

I got my feelings tucked, lil' ****, aye, aye

Right where my pistol tucked, lil' ****