[Verse 1: Tray Savage]
Got 50 shots aiming at your whip
Another 50 hanging out my clip
Shot his a**, he ran it, then I dipped
300 sh**, don't trust no b**h
Gang sh**, shoot him in his sh**
Police come, he telling like a b**h
That b**h you wifing ain't on sh**
I swear to god your b**h she s** my dick
And youse a b**h cause you ain't shooting sh**
n***as acting light man they be shooting sh**
This Chiraq, this ain't shooting sh**
Well I come from that block where they be k**ing sh**
Out in traffic on that gang sh**
You try to rob me I'ma change sh**
The same n***a, just the fame clicked
In my own zone all I smoke is strong
Don't love no b**h, I tell her move along
Can't trust that n***a, too much looking wrong
You ain't bout it then your mama wrong
Like your father, take your a** home
b**h I'm a savage, how the f** I'm wrong
I see a opp then we gone get it on
This 12 gage I put it to his dome
I catch a body then I roll in dough
I'm laughing at these b**hes while I'm f**ing