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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dee Watkins
Dee Watkins
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Detrone Watkins
Detrone Watkins
Composer
Andrej Marko
Andrej Marko
Composer
Peter Gogola
Peter Gogola
Composer
Xavier Brundidge
Xavier Brundidge
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
datboigetro
datboigetro
Producer
Andyr
Andyr
Producer
Xtt
Xtt
Producer

Testi

Make two (Said he produced that one) Make two (probelm child too) If I can make a (get that bag Jethro) Make two (yeah, what you want?) If I can make a (make one) Make two (yeah) Look, look Aye, if I can make a hundred, nigga, I can make two The fuck you got a gun for if you ain't finna shoot I turn into a savage when they lock me in the booth I call that boy a temp 'cause all he like to do is boo I'm thinking 'bout these bands, I ain't thinking bout your boo And if he keep on playing, we gon' put him on the news You catch me with the Klan, we be hanging like a noose Them crackers on my trail, it's a savage on the loose How he got them racks, and he don't work (how he got that) How he get them deals on them percs (he need to stop that) How he got them diamonds on his shirt (huh, ice) How he make 200 racks off a verse? I'm in my bag, you a bitch, you in your purse (you with my mama) He keep on playing, we gon' put him in a hearse Perc tens, I just got them from my nurse How the judge gave my dawg nine to five, and he don't work You talking bad, watch how we get on your ass Free Lil' Quan, free Lil' Kee, free Lil' Spazz If them crackers get behind me, do the dash Nigga better not make me mad, put a few bodies in the bag Aye, if I can make a hundred, nigga, I can make two The fuck you got a gun for if you ain't finna shoot I turn into a savage when they lock me in the booth I call that boy a temp 'cause all he like to do is boo I'm thinking 'bout these bands, I ain't thinking bout your boo And if he keep on playing, we gon' put him on the news You catch me with the Klan, we be hanging like a noose Them crackers on my trail, it's a savage on the loose Aye this that problem child, two-shit, we don't give no fucks, nigga We going up, nigga, fuck everybody Nigga know what it is, uh This is a savage on the loose, tell 'em come get me I'm gone (hey, I'm gone, hey) Free Lil' Spazz You know what I'm saying, he coming home soon
Writer(s): Peter Gogola, Andrej Marko, Detrone Watkins, Xavier Brundidge Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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