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D. Savage
D. Savage
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Andreas Matura
Andreas Matura
Komponist:in
Dylan McCord
Dylan McCord
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I got your opp and I'm turnin' it up
I'ma post bond and get on my stuff
I got that bomb, I'm rollin' it up
Ride with some killas, we don't give a fuck
I got some drop, I don't wanna crush
I got some wock but keep it on hush
She wanna suck on my dick till I nut
Ride around town with a stick in my trunk
You smokin' on boof while I'm smokin' on runts
Double dutch, double down, makin' 'em jump
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I'ma slide and you gon' die
I'ma jump out yo bush like surprise
I'm a hitta, you know I won't lie
Now he dead in the sky
And his family keep wondering why
Why I'm killin' 'em dead everytime
Why I'm doin' these **** so slime
Ain't no cap in my rhymes
[Verse 3]
I like yo bitch, I hit that from behind
Ballin' like Kobe when I'm in my prime
I can't wait, got me cryin'
Mama told me I'm one of a kind
Bulletproof love, for my **** I ride
I don't give no fucks, for my killas I'll die
Put that on bloods, why would I lie?
[Verse 4]
I got your opp and I'm turnin' it up
I'ma post bond and get on my stuff
I got that bomb, I'm rollin' it up
Ride some killas, we don't give a fuck
I got some drop, I don't wanna crush
I got some wock but keep it on hush
She wanna suck on my dick till I nut
Ride around town with a stick in my trunk
You smokin' on boof while I'm smokin' on runts
[Verse 5]
(Let's go, let's go)
Gucci bag, Louis bag, Fendi bag
Fill it with racks, I'm fuckin' this bitch from the back
When we fuckin', I'm screamin' out, "Slatt"
I slimed 'em out but I did it for Jack
I'm servin' dog and I'm serving crack
Walkin' him down if he got a sack
Trippin' like Trippie, I came wit' a MAC
Came with my dogs and they gon' attack
Y'all **** flawed, we ain't livin' like that
They fell in love with that .40, I call it my bae
Whole lotta of what you **** is gay
Load up the choppa, I'm lettin' it spray
Told her we fuckin', I don't do, huh
Told her we fuckin', I don't do dates
Feel like my birthday, I'm gettin' this cake
I been rockin' Supreme, Off White, and that BAPE
Sippin' on lean, I just love the taste
She suck on my dick so I nut on her face
I got a lawyer and I beat the case
Get on the floor before I spray the place
****, ain't nobody safe, bitch
[Verse 6]
I got your opp and I'm turnin' it up
I'ma post bond and get on my stuff
I got that bomb, I'm rollin' it up
Ride with some killas, we don't give a fuck
I got some drop, I don't wanna crush
I got some wock but keep it on hush
Written by: Andreas Matura, Dylan McCord
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