Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
No Savage
No Savage
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julius Wright
Julius Wright
Songwriter
Noah Settles
Noah Settles
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
jourdan ginyard
jourdan ginyard
Mixing Engineer
J Lacy
J Lacy
Mastering Engineer
Juu2x
Juu2x
Producer

Lyrics

Uh Air this shit Mob Let that bitch talk to 'em I'm the reaper, nigga Bitch Yeah, uh Yeah, you with the reaper Mob Whop, whop Why the fuck is they keep tryna play with a reaper? (Uh) Stay on my ten, niggas know that I keep 'em (Uh) Can't shoot it out in this function, we beat him (Uh) I put that coke in the pound like I'm Peta Drac' shots leave spots on him like a cheetah Never spent whole days in school, I was leavin' I never sat on my ass, I was thievin' (Uh) Still help all of my niggas, I got 'em Don't stop spinnin' thе opps 'til you whack 'em (Uh) Can't get a whip, so you gotta go jackin' Bruh blinked out, now hе locked in a jacket (Uh) Now niggas hoppin' on dick 'cause I got it I ain't gon' lie 'bout that heat, yeah, I shot him (Uh) They want me dead, I be scared of my shadow P's in the Glock or it's either some hollows (Uh) You know them .45 bullets like eggrolls One to his top made him cut off his cornrows Corona clear up, I won't let an opp do a show Goin' 'against that, we gon' come let a hundred roll Uh, uh Yeah, I got hot but I'm not showin' mercy If I was loafin' then why you ain't murder me? I'm the one burnt your man ass to a third degree (Uh) Not talkin' wrestlin', put him in a pedigree Spin with no mask on, pray they don't tell on me 'Member me askin' my OG, is murder a felony? And if I crash out, would the opps get ahead of me? That nigga said, "Never" (Uh) Screamin' out, "Fuck it, we blowin' whoever" (Uh) I got my city on lock, so who better? Think it's a joke, get his bitch ass together Stay by myself, yeah, before I get reckless Niggas used to just talk, I ain't learn my lesson GG on my pendant, bitch lovin' my necklace She don't know I got one on the way with baguetti (Uh) Rock stirred up in my shit like spaghetti (Uh) That nigga fake, brought his bitch to the telly (Uh) Wonder if he know what she do off the ecstasy Smoke with my dick like she chokin', inhalin' me Don't know a lot, but I ran up some bands (Uh) Cut off the bitch, got on top of my plans I'm way out L.A. with my chauffeur, no plans I met Biggy Chops, come and serve him some grass (Mob, uh) GS Wop, he like my twin, now I put him on your ass When we aint have shit bet a nigga got smashed Can't find the papers, we spin with no tags Come through and start a tornado like Taz (Uh) Gettin' that cash gon' bring you some ass Get down to my last, go buy me a mask (Uh) He out of bounds, he know that he playin' Don't care what it cost, just blow up my man That muzzle'll flash on his ass like a camera That pussy was pressin' that button, he panicked Bitch, I'm a demon, feelin' satanic Kidnap him, beat his shit in with a hammer (Uh) Spin with that short-ass AP, geeked up Two Dracs, Gliz' and SD stay tweaked up Blow up a block and then go beat a beat up Luxury rental to make the bitch eat up (Uh) If she knew what I do, then my shit'd be bleached up (Uh) Duck, shoot out the car, hop out, try get up 10 milly hit him, he stuck, can't get up Two in his gut, all blood what he threw up If he would've listened, he wouldn't have got blew up Kept on slidin' until I got two up You catch a body, then blow up the truck Shit, had to switch, couldn't nobody duck They tried to play with me, that's why I upped Too deep in the streets to be beefin' with suckers He like a bum, fuck with him and bust him (Uh) COVID money, but I'm still out here hustlin' (Mob) I took an L, so I taxed it and doubled it No double date, I'm with two and I'm fuckin' 'em Passin' them bags of gas like Russell We on the corner trappin' like the ugly (Mob) I shaked him out and he know he shouldn't have trusted me Yeah, I got him smashed, he had plans on crushin' me Got his bitch in the truck in the back and I'm humpin' her He a opp, I should call him and tell him I fucked her (Uh) Bitch-ass nigga Yeah, uh, Wop, uh, Wop Mob, huh, huh, mob Huh, huh, mob Uh, bitch
Writer(s): Noah Anthony Settles, Julius Tyrone Wright Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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