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savages - eli fross lyrics

[intro]
grrah
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, grrah

[verse 1]
f we see one ya n*ggas, it’s up (what?)
if we up it, they all getting touched
met a lil’ bitty, she said she need love (gang)
so i put all my nut on her b*tt (gang)
and he said he the king of my city (grrah)
man, these n*ggas be smoking, they knowledge
man, these n*ggas just came to my city
how the f*ck do you feel like you got it?
on my mother ya been knew my body
i would walk up and punch off ya scottie
f*ck the old news, we ain’t f*ckin’ with blocky
turn ’em right into that za in the lobby (gang)
getting money, this sh*t like a hobby
yeah, i love it, it come with no problem
i ain’t worried ’cause brodiе, he got it
if son acting up then thesе bullets gon’ drop ’em
no computers, we get to it
she feel safe over here ’cause we shooters
if you got what we need, then we loot it
n*ggas got guns to look cool ‘n not shoot it
n*gga stupid, better use it
you get knocked out ya shoes when you coolin’
winner circle, this sh*t be the movement
it speak for itself, you not wit’ it, you losin’
i mean really, don’t be silly
if you wit’ ’em, you dying with plenty (gang)
call up sleepy, he knock off ya figi and free bro sheff, we the keys to the city
and this bitty, she get litty
when i f*ck, she be grabbing her titty’s
catch a opp, he get beat with the smitty
you dropping my sh*t, we ain’t showing no pity, glah
brodie really gon’ tote that chop
on bro, we don’t save no opp, tuff on the ‘net ’til you ducking ya top
brodie shooting ’til somebody shot
big ape, got this sh*t in the lock (fillet)
in amiri i’m toting a glock, f*ck on that b*tch but can’t love on a thot
[bridge]
we gon’ use her so we get the drop
ha, ha, we gon’ use her so we get the drop
f*ck on that b*tch but can’t love on a thot
we gon’ use her so we get the drop
grrah
huh, huh, grrah, grrah, uh

[verse 2]
and i’m dead ass, since a youngin i been a lil’ badass
can’t be lovin’ on no thot, that’s a red flag
hollows gon’ fly through your block, give you jet lag
n*gga, that’s that, ain’t no get back
’cause you n*ggas is sweet, you not wit’ that
call up brodie, get broke like a kit kat
boy wanna act like a b*tch, push his wig back, uh
for them n*ggas that’s talking on brodie, i won’t catch you, i’m clapping your homie (ha)
back out the chop, i could be on my doley, don’t care if i’m rappin’, i still got it on me
once we up it, it’s stuck in the moment
yeah, they wanted me here and i owned it
don’t care for no talking my money be showing, this rapping is fluent, i live what i’m flowing (gang)
glah

[outro]
free dev bands, and free suav b
free sdot, free sheff, man
you know what the f*ck going on
st*rdy up (ha)

- eli fross lyrics

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