Save You (Extended Version) ft. Keemo & Bryn J Lyrics

See the money looking good

But you know you can't trust that

I leave the love back there where my one's at

I need 100 motherfuckers

Run it motherfucker

I can't be stunning motherfuck

I run it motherfucker

Aye aye aye

I just hit a walk she in love with my steps

Kick her to the curb after I get all my reps in

Used to rock designer so I switched it to the local shit

That should go and show you all the shit that I'm in focus with

Yeah yeah lil baby

Why you with that lame nigga?

You know he can't save you

Yeah yeah lil baby

Why you with that lame nigga?

You know he can't save you yeah

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

He can't save you yeah

Want it but can't have you here

Na

Used to think I needed love

Till I found out I could get a dub

Walking in the club

Funny I would say the money is my favorite drug

And I'm moving got too many plugs

Nigga scared to come outside he saw too many thugs

Aye aye

I'm popping the candy

Jiggin my nigga we mix it with Henney

Do not offend me

Tight in the hood nigga end up like Kenny

Keemo just walked in he got it at Penney

Do it for love but you down for a Penney

Nigga you tripping you off of the Fenty

Oh oh what a life

It's a bitch but I like

And it's all for the hype

Cause we all gone die

I hope it ain't silent

Ain't used to no silence

My studio wylin

It's on till we find it

Yeah

See the money looking good

But you know you can't trust that

I leave the love back there where my one's at

I need 100 motherfuckers

Run it motherfucker

I can't be stunning motherfuck

I run it motherfucker

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Whole gang too faded

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Whole gang too faded

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Whole gang too faded

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Whole gang too faded

This bitch too lit she need some cocaine

Mexicano on my American Me

This por la cliqua

Don't talk just move motherfucker

Do motherfucker

This a real nigga room

Barely got room

Shit got too easy

Hate that feeling

Had to start war had to pick up

Whack niggas been cheesey

Had it too easy

Smack that boy with a pay cut

Real niggas know fake

And they all fade

Away with time

That's why I stayed

And I upped rate

This shit too fire yeah

The money for family to fill up a pantry

Fame for the bitches it's making him chancey

She think the life that I'm living is fancy

I'm thinking how to get glock in the Grammy's

I brought the wok to Miami

We had the hoes on a lil boat

Bad lil bitch had good throat

Only got good smoke

He said I ducked

Must be off of that good dope

7900 I'm really the hood hope

Bitch I'm prince of the trench

You sippin triss

We got the purple prince

You niggas sit and just pray to be rich

I gotta move everyday I'm legit

Boa I been rapping since I was a jit

You niggas never been it

That's why another nigga tagging your bitch

Blue's hanging out of the fits

But I ain't with the crips

I been placing my chips like I live in casino

C notes stroking my ego

Step in the booth and I leave with a heat stroke

Ain't into fashion

But you see me in a jacket

Call it a p coat

Way that we thuggin

We gonna be ducking a rico

Really a G tho

Crazy all of my niggas is G's

Shit been the cheatcode

45 tucked in the Mink coat

Flipping thru goal lines like I'm Ocho Cinco

Drum in the truck I been feeling like Ringo

Pass by your bitch now you single

If it's not bout the bucks I do not wanna mingle

Chain in my pendant been hitting each other

I'm loving the way that it sound when they jingle

Aye aye aye

Popping a jigga to jigg with your bitch nigga

Popping a Popping a Popping a jigga to jigg with your bitch nigga

Popping a jigga to jigg with your bitch nigga

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Whole gang too faded

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Whole gang too faded

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Whole gang too faded