Savage

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I took this bitch to new york
We bought a brand new ford
She hatin on that torque
I fucked her in that Ford
Baby you wanna watch the sport
Well baby i just scored
Dont worry your items will be stored
Now you can suck the sword
 
You bitches be hating, while I’m deflating
This isnt marathon that you be craving
Aiming in sight cause you gon take flight
Praying you look into the night
Hoping you find your own light
breaking free from the shadows so tight
 
Just wanna see you die
Cause you gon die
Youre hating cause your high
Now youre gon fry
ive been high
And its not fine
im gon shine
While you gon die
 
This bitch is gon get popped
This bitch gon get dropped
This bitch gon get knocked
This bitch gon get chopped
Ima kill her with deady flows
Bars so cold it will imprint on her soul
She just a hoe whos been froze
I hate her soul shes like a crow
 
You think we were done with you
No were gon fuck you up
You gon be blue
Youre gon be screwed
Im gon shoot ya with deadly aim
Your gon be grain
Welcome to the game
This is how we state out name
Youll be lost in shame
You be lost in pain
Youll be lost in sorrow
Your now hollow

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SHD
Member since April 24 2024

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