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5$tar on the radar - saveaj lyrics

[part i: not like us]

[intro]
alright, come on
ayy, yeah
huh, facts
huh, yeah, facts
oh, yeah, this ho finna hit
huh, d*mn, wait, okay

[verse]
certified boogeyman, i’ma turn into [?]
these n*ggas broke and my n*ggas come from the bricks
make lil’ brodie strike down like n*ggas was takin’ fl!cks
i’m the type to feel like reggie bush, but don’t do pics
she tryna go live at 5, but i feel like i’m reggie bush, i’m tryna juke in five
it’s a great day, be outside
d*mn, when she saw that money, her legs opened wide
anytime i rap, i’m really tryna win
put some ink up on his facе, but i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no pen or a marker
he just want somе smoke, them n*ggas pull up [?]
we was tryna swing out through the city, peter parker
these n*ggas [?] the diamonds on me gettin’ darker
fill it out with ice
the b*tch tryna call my phone, i told her, “can’t talk at the nights”
sippin’ wock’ without my ice
this the sh*t i like [?]
i be tellin’ b*tches come and drink me like she [?]
these n*ggas is not ’bout action [?] tupac shakur
i’m walkin’ on the beat, i’m goin’ dumb, my arms sore
liftin’ up that money so much, b*tch, i’m countin’ dollars
wop, wop, wop, wop, chops make her holler
poppin’ these b*tches like pennywise, i’m off the collar
they don’t want no smoke, i’m keepin’ green on me like collard
b*tch, i swear [?] like pollution
these n*ggas don’t want smoke and i’m tellin’ them n*ggas switchin’
n*ggas steady b*tchin’, this glocky came with e—
[part ii: nvr again]

[verse]
huh, glock came right with extensions, uh
bad b*tch callin’ my name, but i don’t give a f*ck, i’ma hit on his mistress, huh
amazon, b*tch, tryna check me a ho off the, uh, check off the wish list, uh
my ex callin’ my phone with a white bandana, hit her, then she miss it, uh
uh, aj, he goin’ ballistic, you in a rap battle? be realistic, uh
i try to tell a lil’ truth when i’m rappin’, but f*ck n*ggas don’t ever listen
vvs’s shinin’ off the back of a mirror, i told you them hoes gon’ glisten
like a popeyes worker, every night, i told you my pockets, they full of that chicken
like, d*mn, ridin’ on a b*tch like a [?], uh
i was goin’ dumb with the godd*mn controller, lil’ b*tch, i’m cutthroat, uh
that n*gga don’t want smoke with the n*ggas i’m with, yeah, they run like rambo, uh
unlimited gun, when i let this b*tch off [?] with some ammo, uh, ayy
my b*tch caught me cheatin’, i had disguised these hoes like camo
i’m goin’ dumb in the party, on animal
she tryna slurp on my d*ck like a danimal, facts, huh, ayy
b*tch, i been pushin’ this weed to the max, i’m goin’ like that
huh, i take a blunt to the face
huh, he run up, don’t got a face
huh, mama, i might catch a case ’cause the b*tch tried to play with my face today
huh, i make a ho treat me like a test, breathe in like she doin’ the pacer, uh
i’m tryna ball like game 7
b*tch, not indiana pacers, huh
d*mn, this sh*t was a beat switch
he try to run up, i’m makin’ his heat glitch
d*mn, we ta—
[part iii: opps on deck]

[verse]
ayy, ayy
like shout out the perc’
get on the beat and go dumb on this b*tch and you know i’ma work
[?] twerk
i’m goin’ dumb in the party, my mama say i go berserk, get put on a shirt
d*mn, she did me bad, promise i’m doin’ the worst
spinnin’ your block on an iphone
d*mn, i know that it’s all wrong
them n*ggas do not want the smoke, like a brand new weed pack, we get it all gone
i’m sellin’ my pack in the mail, if i fail, then i’m still gon’ prevail
macaroni, fill him with a sh*ll
i’m from earth, but i feel i’m on h*ll
like shout out my n*ggas, my n*ggas, they [?], i just had a talk with the d
he want some smoke with these n*ggas i’m with
brand new amg, it came with no keys
i’m off the leash, y’all n*ggas do better catch up
you broke*ass n*ggas can’t catch us
i’m too busy tryna ball like the light*up shoes, i’m goin’ dumb like skechers
what’s up, brother? hit the b*tch after that, yeah, we undercover
f*ckin’ hoes in the back with no d*mn rubber
b*tch, i am never no danny glover, i’m out there
d*mn, i made it like swimwear, these n*ggas mad and start leavin’ like gym wear
d*mn, the [?], the sh*t they did this much, n*gga, i been there
caught a n*gga run up out the frame
i was goin’ dumb on the beat, i’m an animal tamed
b*tch better learn my name
b*tch, by the end of the night, leave his body in flames
b*tch, i been goin’ too dumb, i want the whole d*mn world to remember my name
’cause after the day i die, b*tch, i ain’t lyin’, i just might end up in flames
we tryna lace sh*t down like a band*aid
y’all n*ggas not ’bout the action, no [?]
i told my mama, “just like an army, man, we make ’em run off for the mayday”
she eat my d*ck like a payday, any day i wake up, it’s a great day
i know how to flip the money, it’s a beat switch, b*tch, i get it in eight ways
[part iv: get in my car]

[verse]
huh, huh
tell me when you need it, huh, huh
b*tch, i’m conceited, huh, yeah
i got the brand new perc’ in the party, my heart been bleedin’, huh
i sent a message by 6 p.m., she told me that she ain’t see it, huh
i was sidelined from the bleachers, huh
substitute b*tch, tried to f*ck on my teacher
after that, b*tch, i’ma treat this lil’ ho like a skeezer, she think that i need her
three strikes up in this life that i play, i been hittin’ this sh*t, babe ruth, derek jeter
after that, had to tell my mama [?], i move around like a leader, huh
ayy, i just made me a deposit
too much money, i can’t close my wallet
don’t like to talk to you n*ggas, i told you
hop on the beat, then that boy get to walkin’
he might as well go and play with a danimal yogurt, why? the n*gga too childish, huh
treat the lil’ ho just like a honda accord, her p*ssy got too much mileage like covid
d*mn, i didn’t even notice, huh
brand new [?] made hands*on, when i’m walkin’ around, i’m focused, huh
i don’t wanna talk to you n*ggas, i make n*ggas disappear like hocus pocus, magician
beat switch, i’m [in this sh*t b*tchin’?], i ain’t gon’ lie, get to glitchin’, facts

[part v: swamp]

[verse]
huh, huh, n*ggas ain’t f*ckin’ with us, huh
skelly ap with a shiesty on, b*tch, i am not, we masked up, huh
she came straight to the crib, started f*ckin’ this ho, got her whole ass up, huh
that n*gga broke, put his money down, band for band, b*tch, let’s go cash up
it’s out there
d*mn, let’s get it, for sure, huh
i’m tryna rock at a show, like [?], yeah, my pockets on [?], huh
he don’t want smoke, he bo’, huh, like a dislocated, all them n*ggas broke
feel like i’m dave chappelle, n*ggas tried to run up on a n*gga, treat me like a joke
i gave him hope, he soft like a pillow
i’m in the corner like a spider widow, huh
i’ma let off with my glock, n*gga, this chop gon’ sing like jello, huh
we feed a n*gga a halo, after that, mama, i told you, “they lay low,” huh
pockets on me and they heavy like n*ggas that’s streamin’, but ain’t talkin’ caseoh
huh, b*tch, i been in that [?]
huh, mama, this sh*t gettin’ old
huh, i had to take a lil’ break for a minute, b*tch, i’ma let n*ggas know
huh, just like a pretzel that’s up in the bag, take it out, but i still won’t fold
huh, feel like i’m [?] ’cause i’m kickin’ and sh*t, got my heart in the gold

[part vi: carnival]

[verse]
huh, huh, ayy
atsco, huh
tell that b*tch, “let’s go,” huh
i’m ’bout to let this show, huh
d*mn, these n*ggas ain’t vote, huh
feel like i’m messi, i told you i’m kickin’ her face and i’m leavin’ her gone, huh
too many n*ggas that’s tellin’ aj that that boy is a motherf*ckin’ clone
you not my brother, so, n*gga, get the f*ck away from me, injury*pr*ne
i’m too busy tryna count money alone, this sh*t, it been stuck in my dome
and i feel like i’m google, the way i pull up on n*ggas, start hittin’ with the chrome, huh

[part vii: lord knows]

[verse]
ayy, mama, can we witness the greatness? i was f*cked up late, and see
feel like a motherboard, on pc, i got latency
n*ggas tried to play with me, aj gon’ keep that k with me
stayed inside my mind too long, d*mn, i think my mind gone, where the time gone?
mindblown, if you run up, get your time zoned, i’m in a whole different time zone
whole different bracket, this chopper on me, like a black b*tch in the hood, yeah, it’s ratchet
take a picture just to see these n*ggas in 3d and catch it
one day, i’ma blow up and be richer than elvis
just like a doctor, a surgeon, this bullet eat his pelvis
swallow, fill his body up, where i come from, fill him with hollows
maybe ain’t no dad, but i start goin’ too crazy
mama, you might need to make an edit
and the b*tches that had cheated on me, on mama, they regret it

[part viii: 3g]

[verse]
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
i been in that house, huh
i’m tryna jump, see it out, huh
i put her face by my crouch, huh
i’m goin’ dumb with a vow
feel like a kangaroo, got in her pouch
after that, f*cked that lil’ ho, tell her, “out”
she not gettin’ in on the spot, huh
i count my money a lot, wait
mama, i been out the plot, that boy try to run up, we switch up the plot
just like a toddler, we swipin’ his snot, wait
feel like i’m faze, tryna faze up, n*gga
broke as h*ll, where his blood? pick his face up
told my mama i’ma ball like the lakers, uh
i got a brand and her stay tryna get it
i’m goin’ dumb, but i told you i sh*tted
just like a carnival, porta*potty, sh*t up on ’em [?] b*tch, started hittin’ my griddy
mama, they try to run up, is you silly? huh
d*mn, she chop like w*lly, huh
i was goin’ dumb out the knee side, i told that b*tch, “come over my uretha”

[part ix: we not like you]

[verse]
huh, he said he bust his fat, fat wrist? huh, wait
he said he bust down his fat wrist? well, i’m bustin’ down his b*tch
i’ma count my money, i’m drinkin’ corona, that’s your b*tch, but i never condone her
beat up the pack like adrien broner, the b*tch can’t get me up with a b*n*r
like young thug, b*tch, i’m a stoner
count up my money, forever a loner
feel like destroy, these n*ggas hit lonely
like a smart circle, like it’s bologna
i can’t trust any n*ggas, they phony
hang with the vatos, i hang with the homies
what your dude tryna do?
7.62 put the boy out his crew
i’m goin’ dumb on the beat, i’ma step on his face with some residue on avenue
best avenue, i’m goin’ dumb on the beat, ’cause i’m singin’, i do got a flute
what he gon’ do? just like my mama told me, started whippin’ like i’m cookin’ soup, facts

[part x: laced max]

[verse]
huh, ayy, huh
ayy, shout out to my n*gga lazer
huh, b*tches tryna f*ck, but i won’t do no favor
made her breathe hard like she darth vader
huh, i was outside god, i can’t even be your savior
yeah, she say she hate me, b*tch, i told you, “see you later”
and i stay inside the cyberworld like i’m a patch
like a brand new egg on easter, that boy gettin’ hatched
f*ck, f*ck, b*tch, it’s just me
i start shoot my shot like i’m stephy
got your b*tch, pop me just like pepsi
she said she stay forever, then that b*tch had left me
huh, bad b*tch, alexis texas
f*cked the b*tch forever, oh my god, won’t send a message
huh, aj on the beat, he get to flexin’
we have s*x through the phone, yeah, she s*xtin’, it’s crazy

[part xi: mmm hmm]

[verse]
huh, huh, huh, huh, d*mn (ayy, turn me up, bally)
i stay at the base like data, huh
n*ggas was broke than a b*tch, but still askin’ me for a favor
i told my mama i don’t like to talk
two hundred and somethin’ on the dash
top ten, b*tch, won’t crash
like that, i been on they ass
told you i’m chasin’ that grass
forever, it’s me, lil’ b*tch, i’m forever gon’ gli’
and i told you, n*gga, i don’t like y’all n*ggas, that’s why i only f*ck [?]

[part xii: skeeyee]

[verse]
get it, s*xyy
huh, huh, tryna see what’s up
i got lean inside my cup, this chopper make bro double dutch
i got people tryna call my phone, i shoot, i’m double clutch
double hush, b*tch, i’m takin’ drugs, i felt a double rush
adderall, you don’t f*ck with my music, b*tch? ain’t mad at y’all, gon’ blast for y’all
and these b*tches twerk forever, show that ass, i got money on me
b*tch, i’m goin’ too dumb, i’m just gon’ spazz, wait

[part xiii: get in with me]

[verse]
chick*fil*a, i told my b*tch come close it
these n*ggas was broke, i got too much money, lil’ bro can’t get the closest
valentine, my b*tch ask me for roses
ain’t choose this life, now shut the f*ck up, b*tch, know i was chosen
just like a brand new egg with a hundred dollars, b*tch, i’m golden
my mama say, “go [?] like you do not got the [?]”
b*tch, i told her bend it over
lucky n*gga, they call me a clover
green on me like shrek, but i’m gon’ power up like i’m f*ckin’ [?]

[part xiv: not a drill]

[verse]
huh, huh, too much f*ckin’ money, huh
[?] sweet [?] her body, tell you, this b*tch look like some honey, uh
when aj was broke and couldn’t freestyle, it was funny, huh?
aj hop on beats and do that— he goin’ dummy, huh
big chop in my hand, i told you this sh*t can get scary
the fruit ninja i got inside, i’m slicin’ this whole cherry
lil’ bro want smoke, we pop up, make him switch like tyler perry
my mama told me, “b*tch under pillows like the tooth fairy”

[part xv: 3am in philly]

[verse]
it’s two glocks in my hand, this f&n (swaggyono, what’s up, bro?)
let this b*tch off, bet his ass won’t get up, that’s again (this sh*t gon’ be crazy, jacc)
we put one like glasses on like max rockin’ the lens
i told my mama, “b*tch [?] end”
this sh*t ain’t a trend, but my mama and them in a spiral, huh
they say, “aj, what’s goin’ on? all of a sudden, you’re goin’ viral”
b*tch, i let this chop sing like that ho billy ray cyrus
it empty n*ggas’ stomach like he atein’ on a diet, facts
huh, i think it’s my fault
take this f*ckin’ glock, this rock on me, it got some asphalt
d*mn, i told that b*tch, “take your socks off, let me see what that ass about”
he don’t want no smoke, this rock get to tearin’ the basal
huh, d*mn, she caught in a stare
i told b*tches vvs’s from they neck*up, it’s gon’ glare
when you say don’t f*ck with aj, b*tch, i never even care
i’m too busy tryna find my money, flip sh*t like it’s near

[part xvi: figure it out]

[verse]
huh, huh
huh, huh, okay
the way that i’m poppin’ these percs, they had to put me on suicide watch, huh
i started takin’ these drugs forever, b*tch, i been poppin’ the rocks, huh
started right up at the bottom like a finisher, but i never been rock, huh
[?] b*tch from the back like ufc, goin’ dumb like brock, huh
you ain’t even heard about aj, he hittin’ sh*t like the red sox
that boy try to run up, like suicide squad, leave him with a dead shot
mama, i came for a headshot, f*ck that b*tch, put that ho in a bed*lock
i’m goin’ dumb, got the game in a figure*four, i put that sh*t in a leglock
like a pirate, yeah, this ho tryna look at my privates
on the airport plane, i can’t talk to n0body, just leave me with my sh*t on private, facts

[part xvii: tell your friends]

[verse]
huh, huh, huh
had to dap him up, 5$tar, n*gga, yeah, that been the stuff
i’m goin’ dumb with the double cup
and my pockets on peace, lil’ n*gga, yeah, they double stuffed and my sh*t got double cuff, it’s easy
how the f*ck does he make it look easy? this life that i live, mama, it never been easy
and these n*ggas, they see me on tv, my friends, they laughin’, they see me, i’m cheesin’
godd*mn, you couldn’t believe it, got goals on your mind, n*gga, go achieve it
and i f*ck with the 5$tar con, that’s why i come back every time i’m bleedin’
and i do all this sh*t for a reason, but, mama, i got sauce, and it got seasonin’
and i seen n*ggas change like mayweather, holiday season, they change for a reason
huh, can’t tell me why i ain’t been the same since i saw my uncle, all them are in the sky
wish i could talk to ’em one more time, it’s a water bottle tearin’ when i cry
i don’t even like to lock to y’all n*ggas ’cause most of y’all n*ggas just want me to die, it’s facts
huh, but d*mn
i got the keys like alicia, i was f*cked up in the back room with the brainrot every day goin’ hard like reefer, huh
b*tch, leave a red dot on a n*gga forehead, ain’t talkin’ ’bout pizza, huh

[part xviii: blood on the leaves]

[verse]
huh
it’s—
ayy, b*tch, wait
huh, huh, ayy, freeze
just took a pic with my mama, i bought her cheese
i’m goin’ through it, i told you i need my mind at ease, huh
n*ggas f*cked me up, i got all kind of g’s
pushin’ like gunna, b*tch, my pockets got all kind of p’s
these n*ggas broke and they mad ’cause bro could never be me
but, mama, help me when i get down
feel like lebron, they took me out the game, but still got my crown
huh, hat up on his head, we knock him down, babe ruth
i told this lil’ b*tch i’m havin’ candy bars more than bay roof
huh, tell me what you want, this chop got a sweet tooth
that n*gga try to play, then this chopper known to blitz him too
huh, huh, mama from them trees, cherries growin’ everywhere, but my mind ain’t still at ease
b*tch, every time i cry, i promise i’m gon’ see her bleed
somebody help me, mama, ’cause i been prayin’ on my knees
he wildin’, d*mn, even when i’m goin’ through pain, i’m still smilin’
even though this live i live is kind of wildish

[part xix: run this town]

[verse]
huh, tell me, am i gonna run this town to knot a knot?
b*tch, i tie my shoes, i put that sh*t right in a knot
just like a fat grandma in the kitchen, whip up the pot
i feel like just a wrestler ’cause i had to switch the plot
like roman reigns, never waterfalled when it rain, but i’m goin’ through pain
this n*gga go insane, rock out with guitars like i’m david bowie, kurt cobain
feel like a crawfish or seafood, i’m ’bout to blow propane
and these n*ggas was laughin’ at me when i had no name
but i had a great time, she tryna call my phone, b*tch, why would i waste time?
the only time i pick up, b*tch, if it’s a facetime
i’m on a different level, plugged in like a usb
made this ho tap out, hit a leglock like the ufc
these n*ggas broke tryna beef, b*tch, you could never be me
come help me when i bleed, huh

[part xx: forgot about dre]

[verse]
huh, i’m cold than a motherf*cker
goin’ dumb, b*tch, it’s a rush hour in this ho like i’m chris tucker, wait
too many b*tches is tryna cut me out they private
i be tellin’ b*tches i can get it, make deposit
most of these n*ggas, they pushing him out the closet
i was goin’ dumb, diamond sauce in the faucet
everything i told you, b*tch, i do, don’t gotta think, huh
covered in a body in a mink
last n*gga played, they ain’t liked, hit his face ’til it’s blurple
i be tellin’ n*ggas lock in
better not f*ck up, n*gga, pick your cup up
i was goin’ dumb, b*tch n*gga can’t tuck us, huh
i was goin’ dumb, gettin’ buckets
the n*ggas don’t f*ck with aj, then f*ck it, huh
d*mn, i been tryna hassle, huh
make her sit down like a saddle, wait
i was in the water, got the p*ssy wet, floatin’ all ’round like sh*t don’t paddle, huh
d*mn, like, tell me what you need for a n*gga
i was goin’ dumb, servin’ g’s for a n*gga
if you really love me, like a koala, then come to the crib, hug me like a tree, ho n*gga

[part xxi: dunk contest]

[intro]
for sure
huh, for sure
huh, yeah, for sure
huh, huh, yeah

[verse]
every time we talk, it’s just ’bout money
huh, tell me somethin’ i wanna hear, this ain’t funny
too many hoes, she tryna hop just like she a bunny
i’m encrypted inside of this world, they wrappin’ my heart like a mummy
like, d*mn, mama, why the h*ll is she playin’ with my heart like a dummy? for sure
i’m goin’ dumb in the party, i needed to come over, take off her clothes
and i’m takin’ tricks of bacardi, huh, i’m goin’ dumb like carti, huh
feelin’ like offset, b*tch, i ain’t pressed ’bout a b*tch, especially not cardi
she say, “what’s goin’ on, aj? why you poppin’ all these mollies?”
the suicide doors in the bugatti, i told you i’m movin’ like charlie
i pop me a b*tch like a philadelphia philly, but i pop like an olly
if you really love me, why the h*ll is you takin’ my heart and it’s not on a trolley?

[part xxii: still the same!]

[verse]
huh, it’s never been different
huh, came on max stream goin’ dumb when the beat was switchin’
i feel like i’m levitatin’ right now, b*tch, yeah, the beat been glitchin’
and y’all n*ggas mad off a perc’, huh, make a lil’ n*gga start itchin’
huh, it never been us
skelly ap, i done went to the rolex store, i’m tryna see sh*t bust
time on froze, look at the time i chose, i put my b*tch on fro’
she tryna call my name, b*tch, don’t call my name, ’cause i know you a ho
call of duty, got a brand new reticle, let this b*tch off ’cause i do got a scope
all*white weed, paint her face like danny phantom, i’ma leave this lil’ ho like the pope
ain’t no more hope, i got the key to the streets and this ho got the key to my meat
i’ma keep goin’ dumb, gainin’ white bucks in my pocket, but, b*tch, i ain’t never been greek
hang with the greeks, hang with the freaks, if you run up on me, leave his face on a sheet
i’m goin’ dumb in the party off me, d*mn, shout out my brother big meech
i wish all the days that we could’ve speaked, huh, nowadays, we can’t speak
’cause all of a sudden, i try to call his phone, i be forgettin’ my n*gga deceased

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