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Look if you talk that shit
I'ma run up on you hands on
Punch you in the lip
If you think you put my mans on
Where tf ur streams?
You was poppin all gone,
Im in here,
You know that this be fuckin SAVONN
S-A-V-O double N,
So put respect up on my name
Pull up to your crib from outside
Jason, but I'm Bane
Hate like get so wild to me,
Haters run a mile for me
Lyin on it and they hop on me,
Fuckin off the mic,
I pray my heart out almost every night
See my future right there,
Take my style, I know you but
Talkin behind my back
like I got brothers in every state
Shit is where your music work,
I see you girl like hey
I like fate and destiny
Shout out what is special to me
Pop you like an ecstasy,
Winning so successfully
I'm not sure what's next for me
Foreign car accessories
Waiting for the day that
Haters getting so obsessed with me
Five four one Ky
If you wanna run that fuckin mouth
Then you'll get hit now
We ain't bunch of rookies
We the vets you know we hit now
Why it's every single time
She come around get hit now
Why you talkin all that fuckin lip
You know we hit now
Nah but we ain't lyin,
Swear to god we hit em up
We hit em one more time No no
I won't spin the block but he won't get in line
Why the fuck you callin me lil Ky
Met her up at fifth dropped her off at eight
Wait and you know it's late
Met her up at 5th dropped her off at eight
Wait and you know it's late
Never knew that bitch would ever stop to run her mouth
Only she been talkin all this shit then come around
Starbucks worker
Big booty twerker
Never know that I finish in first, you know we lurkin
Nigga where you come from
Nigga where you come from
Nigga where you come from
Nigga better run up
Nigga aint gon run up
Im just gonna hit her in the back
You know she know she want some
After that we get up
Turn around and count some lump sums
After he get bust up in his lip
I bet he want none
Nigga wanna talk a lot of shit
Til he get run down
Nigga say he want one
I dont really want one