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diamonds - no savage lyrics

[intro]
b*tch
hey, jour, turn me up
(hollo)
(hey, hollo, turn me up)
mob, wop, wop, mob

[chorus]
i dropped out of school, but don’t think i’m uneducated, huh
self*made boss, i got up from stayin’ patient (patient, patient)
n*gga perpped on wop, now he an ambulance patient (get it)
i jack robbers for they diamonds, i’m a real taker (hey)
i could close my eyes and weigh a whole half a plate (huh)
i’m the f*ckin’ reaper, b*tch, and i’m holdin’ weight (hey)
beat my case, i threw the glock and grabbed the 38
b*tch, get out the way or wе gon’ dirt you for that perpetratin’

[verse]
i’m elеvatin’, money makin’
i’m up, but i still’ll abrase you
sh*t on bruh, i’m out of favors
can’t miss no count, i calculate it
can’t believe i’m really major, labels say i’m overrated
red eyes, b*tch, i’m satan
uh, dead bodies all on that dracy
i don’t f*ck with you, i told you i hate you
spin with this stick, then it’s back to the basics
uh, b*tches on d*ck, so i hit ’em and train ’em
she wanted that type, we run the train on her
she done when i hit from the back like a play on her
as soon as you get on your sh*t, stay on it
i’m on a l!ck, i spent a day on it
that n*gga fakin’, i came to put drac’ on him
no dog, sh*t gettin’ slaughtered
if you don’t wanna leave a trace, use a revolver
you p*ssies turned on me again, revolve ’em
we really come spinnin’ your weight when you call us
uh, broke*ass n*ggas gon’ make me come off ’em
hand in the bowl when i whip this sh*t, awesome
uh, money, power, respect, i got all three
told the ap, “how the f*ck could you dog me?”
[chorus]
i dropped out of school, but don’t think i’m uneducated, huh
self*made boss, i got up from stayin’ patient (patient, patient)
n*gga perpped on wop, now he an ambulance patient (get it)
i jack robbers for they diamonds, i’m a real taker (hey)
i could close my eyes and weigh a whole half a plate (huh)
i’m the f*ckin’ reaper, b*tch, and i’m holdin’ weight (hey)
beat my case, i threw the glock and grabbed the 38
b*tch, get out the way or we gon’ dirt you for that perpetratin’

- no savage lyrics

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