[Produced by Cocky Beats] [Intro] I fuck with savages, you a fuckboy, you cant hang You can find me posted up on Frank block with my fuckin gang You aint really bout shit, stay out my... Cocky Lets get it Lets get it Gang and his bitch Slim Jesus in a cut Lets get it Boom, boom, boom, boom [Verse 1] I fuck with savages, you a fuckboy, you cant hang Nah You can find me posted up on Frank block with my fuckin gang Gang You aint really bout shit, stay out my spot, dont speak my name Or I pull up on your block at night, wearing all black and let that 40 bang I fucked your girl and I aint even try to, that little hoe, she a fuckin thot Thot Got her off the Molly, now she rollin, all she good for is giving top Rollin I got loud pack, I got school buses, hurry up fam, come and shop Trap I got a big 40 with a thirtyclip, and I call that bitch my fuckin mop I paid 350 for a Fendi belt, and that double F hold up my strap Designer A lot of yall just Twitter flex but this shit aint just a fuckin rap Nah I hear one diss and Im running up in your fuckin trap Boom, boom, boom, boom You thought shit was sweet til I ran up with no fuckin mask Boom, boom, boom, boom Always chasing a check, bitch Im really bout mine You a broke boy but you rock designer, that shit dont sound right Fufu Thought you could sneak diss and you wont get found, right? Til you get caught in traffic, at the wrong place, at the wrong time Lets get it [Chorus] Got a couple shooters and they ride with me And they down to shoot when its drill time Pull up and we get to drumming Let thirty shots out that Glock nine Got a couple shooters and they ride with me And they down to shoot when its drill time Pull up and we get to drumming Let thirty shots out that Glock nine [Verse 2] Now its back to the trap with a twenty sack Rolling up a swisher of that straight gas Cocky Got a fiftyclip sticking out the MAC So thats fifty shots for your goofy ass Boom, boom, boom, boom Copped a Ferragamo when I was up at Saks But my True Religions still off my ass I got heavy pockets, I got big ass bands Run up on me tryna rob, and that thirty blap Keep a bankroll on me at all times, rolled up with a rubber band Racks Off the lean, that Promethazine got me walking around like a kick stand Leanin Keep a burner tucked on my right side, my .380 or my FN And if I catch you lacking, better pray to God that my shit jam Bbut if it dont, Ima take you out like a fuckin date Put a hole in your fuckin back if I catch you talkin to the fuckin Jakes Boom, boom, boom, boom Aint afraid to catch a body and skip out from state to state Skrrt, skrrt And if theres a witness, Ima kill em too and Ima beat the case Lets get it! [Outro] Lets get it Cocky Lets get it...
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