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arrogance - sage god lyrics

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[intro]
hey!
hey, wait
sa-sa sage god, uh
sage god, what
“poloboy oh my god”

[chorus]
ahh sh-t, coppers found my stick i ain’t saying sh-t
9/11, blow his top b-tch i’m on my terrorist sh-t
asked that b-tch just why mad she say i’m oh so arrogant
slide, down on his block we turn around and air that b-tch
ah sh-t, coppers found my stick i ain’t even trip
give a f-ck .223 she lay yo body in a ditch
my team don’t run no cover 3 thats on my mama we gone blitz
shin-bi spin around the block i grab the stick we finna rinse

[verse 1]
b-tch i’m sliding round yo city and i’m looking for yo block
told safiy to load the clip we finna slide down on the opps
all you hear is pop pop he ducking bullets hopscotch
told his b-tch slide me the addy told me check my inbox
lil b-tch i just want the neck come get yo b-tch she tryna do me
n-gg- heat check on yo b-tch cause shawty acting kinda choosy
in my mentions talking tough grab k10 and make a movie
marksman blend a n-gg- up have his brain turned into smoothie
she say she love a n-gg- told that b-tch to love herself
slide through, beat her back and snag her rollie off the shelf
god sent, but i’m a demon ask my safiy i need some help
p-ssy i don’t bang sh-t i’m on yo block just by myself

[verse 2]
hollup, hollup
why theses twitter n-gg-s always talking like they hot
and why these rapping n-gg-s cap about the sh-t that they got
n-gg-s love to beef until we circle round they block
n-gg-s pop out get to jetting you not faster then my glock
b-tch i don’t want your p-ssy rather jack off in a benz
get yo mans he talking tough before he end up in my lens
in my phone she say she love me think we better off as friends
but if she tryna f-ck i told lil b-tch we get it in

[chorus]
ahh sh-t, coppers found my stick i ain’t saying sh-t
9/11, blow his top b-tch i’m on my terrorist sh-t
asked that b-tch just why mad she say i’m oh so arrogant
slide, down on his block we turn around and air that b-tch
ah sh-t, coppers found my stick i ain’t even trip
give a f-ck .223 she lay yo body in a ditch
my team don’t run no cover 3 thats on my mama we gone blitz
shin-bi spin around the block i grab the stick we finna rinse

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