[Hook] We got
Glocks, sticks, whatever n**ga
9’s 40’s and better n**ga
Super soaker
Wet up ah n**ga
Can’t trust in these h*es
They a set up a n**ga
You talkin' bout cash
We can bet up lil n**ga
You ain’t talkin' bout nothing
Then shut up lil n**ga
V12 engine burn off on a n**ga
You ain’t even ever ran off
On a n**ga
Can’t hang round no rats
They go soft on a n**ga
Can catch me with nothing
But bosses lil n**ga
Them Savages with me
Pop off on a n**ga
Can’t cuff on no h*e
Won't get off on me b**ch
I F**k her and tell her
Get off of me B***h
You can’t get no hug
Get off me B***h
When you said you love me
You lost me B***h

[Verse 1: Manman Savage]

I fell in love
With Glocks and sticks n shit
I married the cash
No room for no B**ch
I beat her back out
If I buy a room
For the b**ch
I F**k then I’m out
Yea I’m threw with the B**ch
Made 10k 1 play
Before I spend it on a B**ch
Ima spend it on a Fit
My young niggas Rob
For a little bit of nothing
They see them bands
In they takin n shit
Twin Glocks
Got 30’s in both of my clips
N**ga know I ain’t Lien
I ain’t Fakin that s**t
N**ga kill 1 of mine
Ain’t kno' tellin
How many N**gas dien
N**ga kno' ion play that shit
Yea you kno' how I’m riding
You know how I’m sliding
In I ain’t gotta say that shit
Sliding pullin' Up whenever they at
Yea we gone spray that shit