lirik lagu no savage – street addiction
[intro]
uh, come on
(honorable c.n.o.t.e.)
wop, mob
b~tch, yeah
[verse]
wop
when this sh~t get hot, then the work can’t flow
n~ggas went ghost when that work came over
go drop a check and go scat with my soldiers
my youngins go dumb so i still got motor
i’ma sit back and just stack me a bonus
n~gga got up and left all his homies
don’t know what to do, n~ggas really be phony
empty that drac’ when i bend on this corner
i do that to all my opponents
pray i don’t ever get caught in the mix
opp got k!lled ’cause he thought with his d~ck
get a new check, get a whole new wrist
when you get rich, get a whole new b~tch (uh)
i’m still dirty with whole new fits
chasin’ a sack with a f~ckеd~up gl!ck (uh, uh)
i get the drop, come sparkin’ that stick
f~ck all thе clout, i be lockin’ my wrist
you either gon’ catch it or get an attempt
if it come down to it, i hope it will miss
this type of sh~t you just take on the chin
one little statement make everything eh
fake~ass n~ggas gon’ fold in the pen’
why would i speak about money i sent?
micro drac’ what i tote in the trench
i get the f~ck when the law come blitz (uh)
do what you wish
turn it to drop, cruise you and sh~t
make you a demon, lucifer hit
fall on your top, you gon’ forget (uh)
that’s how it go, now they need it again
auntie got caught with a needle again (uh)
better admit, you get more addicted denyin’ the sh~t (uh)
i’m on that drink and i’m tired as sh~t
i’m on the flight and i’m high as a b~tch
i’m comin’ through, better hide your b~tch
hydro sharks, make a loud~ass hit
monday to sunday, i’m tryna get rich
sell it in fives, they come in with six (uh)
i’m like houdini
therefore if you see me, just say you ain’t see me (uh)
push up on ’em, let’s do this sh~t easy
if you don’t give that sh~t up, i’ma leave you
cartier doc, i be feelin’ like stevie
i’m on that za, i don’t smoke no sativa
b~tch get to f~ck ’cause i really don’t need you
catch me a body, i bet you i’ll beat it
give her some d~ck, but you better not eat it
he got a devilish b~tch and she thievin’
way she eat d~ck, you would think the b~tch teasin’
i go and buy the new drip by the seasons (uh, uh, uh, uh)
don’t i run up a sack? i’ma teach you (uh)
whip out that glock, who the f~ck is that creepin’?
soon as i lift it, that’s when i’ma squeeze it
[outro]
b~tch, yeah, mob
wop, real, gang
real sh~t
yeah
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