Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Money Man
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ernesto Corona
Songwriter
Tysen Jay Bolding
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
My **** savage and wild
They smokin' that black and mild
[Verse 2]
Police kill **** everyday
Rob a bell, I had to make a way
Hit the pressure then fade away
Hit the pressure then fade away
What's the deal lil mama
I tried to bail lil mama
I tried to chill lil mama
I keep it real lil mama
[Verse 3]
I wore Buscemi's to trial
They gon' lock me up in style
My **** savage and wild
They smokin' that black and mild
I wore some Fendi to trial
They gon' lock me up in style
My **** savage and wild
They smokin' that black and mild
[Verse 4]
I went to court in some Ferraegamo
Just bought a bag for my baby mama
I went to trial with Buscemi's on
I shot a bird at your honor
Lil mama just keep it honest with me
Where does your loyalty lie
When the shit hit the fan
Lil mama is you gon' ride
I make her wave goodbye
BC a **** try
Last night a robber tried
Last night that **** died
I got way too much pride
I just can't let a **** slide
Drum jungle my **** wild
They gon' lock a **** up in style
I dropped a ticket for no reason
Especially when the time grow season
I take them plants and I irrigate them
They said I want an interrogation
I rock that Oyster Perpetual
I need some healing that sexual
The chances I'm taking are federal
I grow this misery medical
[Verse 5]
Police kill **** everyday
Rob a bell, I had to make a way
Hit the pressure then fade away
Hit the pressure then fade away
What's the deal lil mama
I tried to bail lil mama
I tried to chill lil mama
I keep it real lil mama
I wore Buscemi's to trial
They gon' lock me up in style
My **** savage and wild
They smokin' that black and mild
I wore some Fendi to trial
They gon' lock me up in style
My **** savage and wild
They smokin' that black and mild
Written by: Ernesto Corona, Tysen Jay Bolding
