Street Execs Bitch
Chill Go Hard
Chill Go Hard
Chill Go Hard
Uhh
Trash bags fill up the attic
Bust'em out abort em disappear magic
Drums in the paps let you have it
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
If a nigga talkin bout the action
Knowing that it's nothing we ain't really wit the cappin'
All my niggas round me know they savage (Savage)
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
All my niggas really wit the capping film it
Action business mind on a milli
Bags out the ceiling nigga go in get it
Abort it distribute refill it with Benji's
All these f*cking units in my city
Feeling like I'm L O get get get it
Rest In Peace to Shawty Lo an Vito them my niggas
Keep it ah band with ya niggas always came way we were to kick it
If you knew my story you'd know why I'm bout digits
Sipping mai tai while dividing up the figures
Love the smell of Popeyes order 4 piece an ah biscuit
Me, Black, Toot, an Blickup we make niggas mind they business
Trash bags fill up the attic
Bust'em out abort em disappear magic
Drums in the paps let you have it
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
If a nigga talkin bout the action
Knowing that it's nothing we ain't really wit the cappin'
All my niggas round me know they savage (Savage)
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
I'm Mr. Y.N.T
Snap drum on ah choppa I'll let ah nigga have it
Have you screaming like ah lobster pussy nigga ima savage
Got no empathy for no nigga, heartless Moneybagg Yo nigga
Come on kick in ya door nigga
Lay yo ass on the floor nigga I'm thuggin
Nigga know I'm bout head bussin
From the Magnolia nigga ah soulja end of discussion
Dumping fire and bussin
Loving lying and lusting (Nigga)
Have yo ass begging for mercy but it ain't nothing (It ain't nothing)
Closed curtains my nigga it's over with (It's over wit)
That's for certain my no bullshitin (No bullshittin)
If I pull it my nigga I ain't missing
You gone bite the bullet my nigga you should've listen (Pussy)
Wait hold up (Uh huh)
Nigga gone flash out wit the toolie extended
Catch ya ass off in traffic leaving blood on the window
Action not incidental I'm swervin' off in the rental let's get it
Trash bags fill up the attic
Bust'em out abort em disappear magic
Drums in the paps let you have it
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
If a nigga talkin bout the action
Knowing that it's nothing we ain't really wit the cappin'
All my niggas round me know they savage (Savage)
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
Who knows how it go down section known to get gritty
Mack's out the ceiling aborting bags after missions
Never had no pity for sewer rats I dismiss em
Small fry ass niggas extensions when I get in it
Hating pesticides they taking up extra lives
I need some real niggas ah bitch with some sexy thighs
Eyes that can mesmerize an cover up in disguise
In the trap niggas posted the junkies giving us notice
Told my dawg Turk its going down like the Nola
Take the flaw outta nigga insane wit it a Soulja
Pushing Honda's, Porches, Bemma, Bentley or Rovers
Started wit my day ones ten toes an we we posted
No I will never fold it you better notice or know it, if I did on my grandmama soul she'll turn over
Pussies could never look in my eyes cause they'll look down
OG did 22 to the door an ain't never never look down
Seen my goons rolling up in sets of 50 they shook now
Elements of surprise I'm the ghost you see an get spooked out
Tragic came up wit crooks now
Doubt if ah nigga look out
F*ck a meeting an sit down
Carbon give you a lift off what's happenin
Trash bags fill up the attic
Bust'em out abort em disappear magic
Drums in the paps let you have it
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
If a nigga talkin bout the action
Street Execs Bitch
Chill Go Hard
Chill Go Hard
Chill Go Hard
Knowing that it's nothing we ain't really wit the cappin'
All my niggas round me know they savage (Savage)
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
Ahhhh
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Street Execs Bitch
Chill Go Hard
Chill Go Hard
Chill Go Hard
Uhh
Trash bags fill up the attic
Bust'em out abort em disappear magic
Drums in the paps let you have it
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
If a nigga talkin bout the action
Knowing that it's nothing we ain't really wit the cappin'
All my niggas round me know they savage (Savage)
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
All my niggas really wit the capping film it
Action business mind on a milli
Bags out the ceiling nigga go in get it
Abort it distribute refill it with Benji's
All these f*cking units in my city
Feeling like I'm L O get get get it
Rest In Peace to Shawty Lo an Vito them my niggas
Keep it ah band with ya niggas always came way we were to kick it
If you knew my story you'd know why I'm bout digits
Sipping mai tai while dividing up the figures
Love the smell of Popeyes order 4 piece an ah biscuit
Me, Black, Toot, an Blickup we make niggas mind they business
Trash bags fill up the attic
Bust'em out abort em disappear magic
Drums in the paps let you have it
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
If a nigga talkin bout the action
Knowing that it's nothing we ain't really wit the cappin'
All my niggas round me know they savage (Savage)
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
I'm Mr. Y.N.T
Snap drum on ah choppa I'll let ah nigga have it
Have you screaming like ah lobster pussy nigga ima savage
Got no empathy for no nigga, heartless Moneybagg Yo nigga
Come on kick in ya door nigga
Lay yo ass on the floor nigga I'm thuggin
Nigga know I'm bout head bussin
From the Magnolia nigga ah soulja end of discussion
Dumping fire and bussin
Loving lying and lusting (Nigga)
Have yo ass begging for mercy but it ain't nothing (It ain't nothing)
Closed curtains my nigga it's over with (It's over wit)
That's for certain my no bullshitin (No bullshittin)
If I pull it my nigga I ain't missing
You gone bite the bullet my nigga you should've listen (Pussy)
Wait hold up (Uh huh)
Nigga gone flash out wit the toolie extended
Catch ya ass off in traffic leaving blood on the window
Action not incidental I'm swervin' off in the rental let's get it
Trash bags fill up the attic
Bust'em out abort em disappear magic
Drums in the paps let you have it
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
If a nigga talkin bout the action
Knowing that it's nothing we ain't really wit the cappin'
All my niggas round me know they savage (Savage)
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
Who knows how it go down section known to get gritty
Mack's out the ceiling aborting bags after missions
Never had no pity for sewer rats I dismiss em
Small fry ass niggas extensions when I get in it
Hating pesticides they taking up extra lives
I need some real niggas ah bitch with some sexy thighs
Eyes that can mesmerize an cover up in disguise
In the trap niggas posted the junkies giving us notice
Told my dawg Turk its going down like the Nola
Take the flaw outta nigga insane wit it a Soulja
Pushing Honda's, Porches, Bemma, Bentley or Rovers
Started wit my day ones ten toes an we we posted
No I will never fold it you better notice or know it, if I did on my grandmama soul she'll turn over
Pussies could never look in my eyes cause they'll look down
OG did 22 to the door an ain't never never look down
Seen my goons rolling up in sets of 50 they shook now
Elements of surprise I'm the ghost you see an get spooked out
Tragic came up wit crooks now
Doubt if ah nigga look out
F*ck a meeting an sit down
Carbon give you a lift off what's happenin
Trash bags fill up the attic
Bust'em out abort em disappear magic
Drums in the paps let you have it
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
If a nigga talkin bout the action
Street Execs Bitch
Chill Go Hard
Chill Go Hard
Chill Go Hard
Knowing that it's nothing we ain't really wit the cappin'
All my niggas round me know they savage (Savage)
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
Ahhhh
Chill Go Hard
Chill Go Hard
Chill Go Hard
Uhh
Trash bags fill up the attic
Bust'em out abort em disappear magic
Drums in the paps let you have it
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
If a nigga talkin bout the action
Knowing that it's nothing we ain't really wit the cappin'
All my niggas round me know they savage (Savage)
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
All my niggas really wit the capping film it
Action business mind on a milli
Bags out the ceiling nigga go in get it
Abort it distribute refill it with Benji's
All these f*cking units in my city
Feeling like I'm L O get get get it
Rest In Peace to Shawty Lo an Vito them my niggas
Keep it ah band with ya niggas always came way we were to kick it
If you knew my story you'd know why I'm bout digits
Sipping mai tai while dividing up the figures
Love the smell of Popeyes order 4 piece an ah biscuit
Me, Black, Toot, an Blickup we make niggas mind they business
Trash bags fill up the attic
Bust'em out abort em disappear magic
Drums in the paps let you have it
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
If a nigga talkin bout the action
Knowing that it's nothing we ain't really wit the cappin'
All my niggas round me know they savage (Savage)
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
I'm Mr. Y.N.T
Snap drum on ah choppa I'll let ah nigga have it
Have you screaming like ah lobster pussy nigga ima savage
Got no empathy for no nigga, heartless Moneybagg Yo nigga
Come on kick in ya door nigga
Lay yo ass on the floor nigga I'm thuggin
Nigga know I'm bout head bussin
From the Magnolia nigga ah soulja end of discussion
Dumping fire and bussin
Loving lying and lusting (Nigga)
Have yo ass begging for mercy but it ain't nothing (It ain't nothing)
Closed curtains my nigga it's over with (It's over wit)
That's for certain my no bullshitin (No bullshittin)
If I pull it my nigga I ain't missing
You gone bite the bullet my nigga you should've listen (Pussy)
Wait hold up (Uh huh)
Nigga gone flash out wit the toolie extended
Catch ya ass off in traffic leaving blood on the window
Action not incidental I'm swervin' off in the rental let's get it
Trash bags fill up the attic
Bust'em out abort em disappear magic
Drums in the paps let you have it
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
If a nigga talkin bout the action
Knowing that it's nothing we ain't really wit the cappin'
All my niggas round me know they savage (Savage)
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
Who knows how it go down section known to get gritty
Mack's out the ceiling aborting bags after missions
Never had no pity for sewer rats I dismiss em
Small fry ass niggas extensions when I get in it
Hating pesticides they taking up extra lives
I need some real niggas ah bitch with some sexy thighs
Eyes that can mesmerize an cover up in disguise
In the trap niggas posted the junkies giving us notice
Told my dawg Turk its going down like the Nola
Take the flaw outta nigga insane wit it a Soulja
Pushing Honda's, Porches, Bemma, Bentley or Rovers
Started wit my day ones ten toes an we we posted
No I will never fold it you better notice or know it, if I did on my grandmama soul she'll turn over
Pussies could never look in my eyes cause they'll look down
OG did 22 to the door an ain't never never look down
Seen my goons rolling up in sets of 50 they shook now
Elements of surprise I'm the ghost you see an get spooked out
Tragic came up wit crooks now
Doubt if ah nigga look out
F*ck a meeting an sit down
Carbon give you a lift off what's happenin
Trash bags fill up the attic
Bust'em out abort em disappear magic
Drums in the paps let you have it
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
If a nigga talkin bout the action
Street Execs Bitch
Chill Go Hard
Chill Go Hard
Chill Go Hard
Knowing that it's nothing we ain't really wit the cappin'
All my niggas round me know they savage (Savage)
Snatch it back click clack blast it, tragic
Ahhhh
Writer: Cordero Robinson, Tab Virgil Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid