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2 headed goat - btb savage lyrics

[intro]
(thank you, gc)
(hit it)

[verse 1: btb savage]
hit the road with a hundred, bet i get the bag gone (get that sh*t gone)
you can’t even show a dub, n*gga, get your ass on (broke*ass n*gga)
green dumps at the atm with the pin code
them n*ggas gon’ be mad as f*ck, they wake up and that bag gone (i’m gone)
you’d leave the trap if you see the scam cash, though
you flexin’ with them throwbacks, n*gga, let the past go (lame*ass n*gga)
real puncher, pullin’ bank fraud, a two*headed g.o.a.t.
pullin’ fraud in minnesota while it’s cold like i’m lil boat
n*ggas broke as f*ck, that’s why you never see ’em outside (nеver see them n*ggas)
n*gga, why you hatin’ on me? don’t you work a day job? (work at walmart)
playin’ likе sh*t funny and get slapped up like chris rock
you ain’t even try to jugg, n*ggas out here dry, sellin’ sauce
fifty in a vacuum seal in case a n*gga get caught (yeah)
and if i pay the rent, i turn the spot into a trap house
cpn spot, i’m finna turn it to a scam house (for sure)
i ain’t do no payments on the pendant, boy, i cashed out
lil’*ass n*gga hatin’ on me, pull a bag out
he thought this was a normal glizzy, ’til he heard the switch rounds
if you don’t want your b*tch took, you better not bring your b*tch ’round
i put her on the laptop and make her bust logs down
we can’t go on dates until she drop a check and pull it out (yeah)
a hundred bows just touched down, they landed at your ho house (one of your ho houses)
n*ggas had a buzz, and now they broke like they eddie house (broke*ass n*gga)
a thousand blues on me, think i walked out of jordan downs
[verse 2: sk!lla baby]
i used to get high, now i don’t, was off, now i’m on
used to hound b*tches, now i won’t, get her off my phone
if i don’t make at least a thousand, i ain’t goin’ home
i’m a young n*gga, but my money grown
can tell you a story ’bout the money, this a rich tale
shoot a fully at a n*gga whip, make him fishtail
fish scale, this a whole brick, i need a big scale
i remember when i went to jail, i couldn’t get mail
the boy came stepped on, how he get this pale?
all my opps lil’ boys, they take big l’s
n*gga, i knew i was gettin’ rich since twelve
my mama knew i was the one gon’ get us out the hood
tryna throw my opps a party, mr. rugs
young n*gga always be with the thugs
huh?

- btb savage lyrics

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