Savage Flow ft. Noor ThaGreat Lyrics

Yea

Lil Bitch shaking ass

With her hands up

Said she ain't never

Been in a lamb truck

She riding around town

With Extendo

Her man call her phone But

She keep on hanging up

She said she want a BBL

I told that Iil bitch keep on saving up

Every time I hit I-93 I ain't going

For free yea you know that I'm doubling up

Get me them bands and I count it up

Better be on point ain't no fuckin up

I ain't gon hold you lately

I been fuckin up

I been letting my demons

Get the best of me

Wanna figure me out

Want the recipe

Yea we ballin' like

We in the major leagues

Man these fuck niggas

Can't even get next to me

Broke niggas can not

Get next to me, why

He man of the minute

I'm man of the hour

On block with the gang

And we smokin' on sour

Extendo he slidin

He pull up with ZaZa

It go to the head

Yea that straight to the Mata

I'm feelin way up there

Like I'm on a tower

I'm feelin way up there

Like I got some powers

He say he want smoke

But we don't smoke alike

I say he get smoked

It's However you like

Them bullets be hot like

Me up on the mic

We don't give no warning that's

Your final strike

He gasping for air call it

His final fight

Keep playin with gang bet he won't

See the light

Creep up where you stay like a thief

In the night

No break in and entering I

Come in polite

Jumped off the porch

Since a mufuckin' jit

Turnt in my hood

Mufuka I been lit

Stuck to the code

I ain't need me no script

Forever been humble but

Feel like the shit

My niggas been valid

That shit so legit

Straight out the jungle

With snakes and gorillas

I move by my lonely

But trust I know hittas

Don't try to play me

Might turn into a killa yea

Don't turn me to a killa

In the field with them

Lions and gorillas

I ain't never fucked

With rats

You see L.L 22

Stamped on my hat

And the opps never

Get back

We stepping on shit

Thru the city

You niggas ain't with it

You ain't never get ur get back

I get so high I could touch

The stars

I get so high I feel Like

I'm on Mars

I get so high I could touch

The stars

I get so high I feel like

I'm on Mars

Moon walking on the moon

I be so turnt you can't

Kill my mood

Moon walkin' on the moon

I be so turnt you can't

Kill my mood

When we pull up

Better tell me

Where the cash at

Ion do drugs but show me

Where the stash at

How you talkin' gansta

You could never back that

Can't fuck with these goofies

Make me back track

Want my money tall

Tryna make it stack stack

Got a monkey talkin to him

On his back back

Thotty tryna give me top

But it's trash trash

Bitch it's pedal to the metal

On the gas gas yea