lirik lagu no savage - ticket
[intro]
(geraldo liive on the track)
yeah, yeah
[verse]
so many fans and people that want me to drop, i do this sh~t for the trenches
i got a whole lot of n~ggas that’s fightin’ the feds, so many racks get sent
that n~gga know how his man got tapped in the head, but them n~ggas still ain’t spinned
you n~ggas callin’ it quit out after somebody dead, so you n~ggas can’t be missed
i’m still trappin’, i’m makin’ ridiculous money like now i could wake up and give me a twenty
i keep me a black, come take somethin’ from me
it’s check after check, i repeat it, a hundred
try takin’ my sh~t, turn his ass to a mummy
i ain’t drink in a minute, it f~cked up my tummy
bro droppin’ the switch and it sound like a tommy
go check my account, it got so many commas
they know i don’t play with no b~tch, i’ma switch her
i don’t gotta stay with the men, but i’m with h’em
he know what he owe, he don’t pay, i’ma split him
they never get back, n~gga die, they forget him
like, how you ain’t go, b~tch, wasn’t you with him?
i turn on the scope, when i spin, i could pick up (guapo)
it’s a brand~new switch, i’ma pull it and whip him
put a beam on the stick, throw it right in the river
yeah, n~gga, i’m rappin’, but i got a name from k!lling
soon as an opp gets slain, they quittin’
i’ma pay off the trap, we ain’t gettin’ evicted
not in the hood ’cause they say i’m the ticket
never let up ’til they know i’m the biggest
try to be there, but the b~tch too vicious
suck my d~ck and she say it’s delicious
after she eat the sh~t up, she’ll l!ck it
them n~ggas rap, but they know who the sickest
somebody diss and he got caught slippin’
you know we get over top with them b~tches
i put an ounce in the pot in the kitchen
i’m out the way when the law keep blitzin’
lookin’ for me, and you know i ain’t missin’
i’m with the men and you know they ain’t b~tches
yeah, yeah (yeah), one n~gga got in the way and he died that day
so many dracs filled up in this one lil’ ca, b~tch, we only slide this way
thought it was safe, kept f~ckin’ that young~ass bop ’til his ass got hit in his face
i wan’ know, how the f~ck did you run from the glock if the b~tch filled up with them traces?
pull out the iron, i whip it and flatten his ass, i do a whole lot of straightenin’
never was lyin’, i told him i been had a bag, i been a whole lot of places
send her a text ’cause she ain’t pick up in a week, b~tch, i don’t do no breakin’
i’m out of town, you hit me and told me i’m weak, i don’t even know why you fakin’
’cause you see the b~tches around and i don’t get sleep, b~tch, what the f~ck, is you hatin’?
know how to do what i do, but i don’t be cheap, i treat a b~tch and her baby
they know how i ball, b~tch, guapo mcgrady
i knock somethin’ off and i swapped the mercedes
it’s loss after loss, it’s drivin’ me crazy
i know what it costs in the life of a tay, let’s go
i went to jail, but i’m right back ready (yeah, yeah)
three more years and i’m right back heavy
two block trucks, got shots in the chevy
broke~ass opp got clapped out of heli
i put the nut in her face, it’s confetti
i got a gun on my waist in the deli
no, i ain’t pac, i’m the new makaveli
brand~new goose, b~tch, this not a pelle
i got a fn, shoot no pellets
i got a whole lot of smoke, i inhale it
i know i’m not ;posed to tote, i’m a felon
soon as he think i ain’t got it, i wet him
them n~ggas only come out by the weather
them n~ggas only could walk if i let them
we heard a lot of the talk and we steppin’
one~handed gl!ck, still scorin’ like beckham
money, huh, cash, yeah, she told me i’m livin’ too fast
yeah, switches, huh, flash, huh, this sh~t hittin’ way too fast
yeah, b~tches, huh, trash, huh, my old b~tch went in the past
yeah, snakes, grass, huh, i started mowin’ they ass
yeah, i started blowin’ they ass
heard his right hand dead and he mowin’ his main
put the switch up, the trap goin’ gram after gram
i done walked out the spot with like two hundred bands
i done told them that sh~t, but they thought i was playin’
i’ma get something k!lled ‘fore i go on the ‘gram
came up in this sh~t, wasn’t none of this planned
hit a block, we done hopped out another sedan
still in the city sellin’ the diddies
shootin’ them switches, makin’ them dance
know i’m the biggest, sh~t gettin’ wicked
cuttin’ my b~tches, f~ckin’ the fans
he got a b~tch, give her his all
she get with me, f~ckin’ for bands
got on probation, i couldn’t spank him
took me a perky, got off the xans
slide in that catcher, this ain’t a van
three hundred racks, this my advance
you n~ggas bluffin’, you see what i’m sayin’?
he with the b~tch and we just made plans
i do this sh~t for the men in the cans
pour up the liq’ for the men in the sand
so many hits that you won’t understand
so many n~ggas got hit with that fan
[outro]
b~tch
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