lirik lagu savage kadoe & drillikid 63opp - roll him up
[intro: savage kadoe]
(ayy, southside on the track, yeah!)
(brrr)
atl jacob, atl jacob
man, roll that b~tch up
(boom, boom, boom)
yeah, this that murder talk, huh
[chorus: drillikid 63opp]
roll him up, dump his ass out the trunk (skrrt)
b~tch, we spinnin’ with sticks, not no pumps (bow)
i’m clutchin’ my glock while i’m p~ssin’ off rum (clutch that)
he talk tough online, now his dumbass slump (dumbass)
i walk with the reaper, got blood in my lungs
my youngin’ too wild, he shot just for fun (bah~bah!)
we don’t do attempts, we go ’til it’s done
keep sayin’ my name, get turned to a blunt (p~ssy!)
[verse 1: savage kadoe]
catch him lackin’, we fryin’ his taco (fwoo)
b~tch, i got more sticks than costco (ayy)
red dot jumpin’ on his nose like rudolph
we don’t squash beef, lil’ n~gga, this true war (boom!)
stash in the attic, the f&n blue (facts)
chop got a drum, look like it play flute (trrrah!)
b~tch wanna argue, i’m high off shrooms (shut up!)
so many packs, it look like a tomb (real sh~t)
kadoe too cold, he just don’t feel sh~t (nah)
paranoid, clutchin’ on a k!ll switch
hollow tips make his whole block vanish
did him dirty, now the opps can’t stand it (boom, boom)
[chorus: drillikid 63opp]
roll him up, dump his ass out the trunk (ha!)
b~tch, we spinnin’ with sticks, not no pumps (no pumps)
i’m clutchin’ my glock while i’m p~ssin’ off rum
he talk tough online, now his dumbass slump
i walk with the reaper, got blood in my lungs
my youngin’ too wild, he shot just for fun
we don’t do attempts, we go ’til it’s done
keep sayin’ my name, get turned to a blunt (ha~ha)
[verse 2: drillikid 63opp]
thuggin’ since 3rd grade, i never learned (nope)
only math i did on oblock was how much the switch burn (facts)
he ain’t no stepper, that boy just confirm (p~ssy)
his blood got spilled, now his auntie concerned (cry b~tch!)
he was tweetin’ at noon, now he gone by the night (gone!)
we don’t do fights, just beams and lights (nope!)
feds on my trail, they tryna indict (try!)
but i’m off~grid, i record in the heights (real stepper)
savage pull up, no mask on him (no mask)
hop out, walk down, then blast on him (bah!)
we stackin’ the bodies, no caskets, homie
your name in a song is your tragic moment (r.i.p. dummy)
[bridge: savage kadoe]
yeah, i got ops on my line tryna pray (pray)
but i still got the glock on me every d~mn day (facts)
i’m in love with the violence, i married the k
they k!lled my lil’ bro, now i shoot where they lay (graah!)
[final chorus: drillikid 63opp & savage kadoe]
roll him up, dump his ass out the trunk
b~tch, we spinnin’ with sticks, not no pumps (spin again)
i’m clutchin’ my glock while i’m p~ssin’ off rum
he talk tough online, now his dumbass slump
i walk with the reaper, got blood in my lungs (on gang)
my youngin’ too wild, he shot just for fun
we don’t do attempts, we go ’til it’s done
keep sayin’ my name, get turned to a blunt
[outro: savage kadoe]
(cl!ck~clack)
yeah, that’s how we deal with rats
real steppers don’t type back—just spin back
(silence… then gunshots)
roll him up
free all my hittas
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