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lirik lagu no savage - down

[intro: no savage]
uh, mob, uh
ayy, this that gang sh~t, you hear me?
uh, uh

[chorus: no savage]
when i be with earss, we taking sh~t down
n~gga wrong, we hop out, we’re chasing him down
finesse a n~gga, put some shake in his pound
n~gga purp ’bout his image, we burning him down
when we shoot, get on top and we turn him around
i got men in the cell and men in the ground
n~gga try to get in my water, he getting drowned
he was f~cking an opp and got caught out of bounds
put the drum in the glock, shoot a sh~t load of rounds
we ain’t doing it later, we doing it now
i ain’t f~cking with rappers ’cause n~ggas be clowns
put a perc’ on her tongue, got her rolling around
and i’m still in the hood, and still on that street sh~t
n~gga madе a mistake, he was chasing a freak b~tch
i sеll drop so i can’t go to sleep, b~tch
got whatever you need, it’s a brick or a p, b~tch

[verse 1: no savage]
we state~to~state, b~tch, we be on trap sh~t
f~cked up the money, got back off a backend
my phone keep ringing ’cause i got the pack in
this sh~t real life, this ain’t no cap, b~tch
i can’t go back to when i had to jack sh~t
i know they ain’t think i could blow off this rap sh~t
b~tch tryna f~ck me, she gotta let me brother hit
hit a l!ck yesterday, i got another l!ck
coke in the crack pot, that sh~t bubbling
shut up the glock with a muzzle and bust ’em
f~ck ’em, i ain’t gon’ tussle
lift up the cutter, a n~gga in trouble
b~tch, we got the pounds and we got the b~tter
toting that fully, i’m upping that stutter
b~tch kept eating d~ck knowing i nutted
bro got a sweet l!ck, i gotta rush it
uh, come where i’m from, we’re making him roll out
come in this trap with my money and pole out
n~gga get sn~tched, better zip up his whole mouth
i’m on his line, n~gga can’t even go out
we in the trap, b~tch, we in the dope house
buy me a brick, in a day it’ll be sold out
(opp~n~ggas rapping but they ain’t got no clout)
i’m hand~to~hand, b~tch, i don’t see no drought
[chorus: no savage]
when i be with earss, we taking sh~t down
n~gga wrong, we hop out, we’re chasing him down
finesse a n~gga, put some shake in his pound
n~gga purp ’bout his image, we burning him down
when we shoot, get on top and we turn him around
i got men in the cell and men in the ground
n~gga try to get in my water, he getting drowned
he was f~cking an opp and got caught out of bounds
put the drum in the glock, shoot a sh~t load of rounds
we ain’t doing it later, we doing it now
i ain’t f~cking with rappers ’cause n~ggas be clowns
put a perc’ on her tongue, got her rolling around
and i’m still in the hood, and still on that street sh~t
n~gga made a mistake, he was chasing a freak b~tch
i sell drop so i can’t go to sleep, b~tch
got whatever you need, it’s a brick or a p, b~tch

[verse 2: cartiearss]
on the yo with savage, we tryna bag sh~t
down bad, no help, n~gga, i ain’t have sh~t
i hit the road for them perc’s in the fast whip
glock in the dip, broad day, i’ma blast it
your phone ain’t ringing, you ain’t catching no juggs
we spin on the opps, they be catching the slugs
in the trap smoking runtz with the k!llers and plugs
in the hood, i’m the man, all the junks show me love
glock 23, two~tone, b~tch pretty
30 be cool but that 50 get busy
i sleep with my gun, i’m in love with my glizzy
i cut that b~tch off, she was moving too iffy
saks fifth, racks out, i’m ’bout to spend it
if it’s beef, me and [?] ’bout to end it
pass the ball to savage, i know he gon’ score
back in the day, used to sleep on the floor
b~tch, i’m high as the stars off the perc’s and the four
get the drop on your spot and i’m kicking your door
when i jam off the perc’, then i smoke on this rapper
that n~gga a b~tch and i know he an actor
born to hustle, i’m born to trap it
give my dog the word and he go and attack ya
i’m in the field with my heat, let’s get active
(yeah, we really having, got money with that sh~t)
[chorus: no savage]
when i be with earss, we taking sh~t down
n~gga wrong, we hop out, we’re chasing him down
finesse a n~gga, put some shake in his pound
n~gga purp ’bout his image, we burning him down
when we shoot, get on top and we turn him around
i got men in the cell and men in the ground
n~gga try to get in my water, he getting drowned
he was f~cking an opp and got caught out of bounds
put the drum in the glock, shoot a sh~t load of rounds
we ain’t doing it later, we doing it now
i ain’t f~cking with rappers ’cause n~ggas be clowns
put a perc’ on her tongue, got her rolling around
and i’m still in the hood, and still on that street sh~t
n~gga made a mistake, he was chasing a freak b~tch
i sell drop so i can’t go to sleep, b~tch
got whatever you need, it’s a brick or a p, b~tch

[outro: no savage]
(mob)

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