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Verse 1
Fm
Db
Eb
I be on the phone with Doe Boy
I be telling him,
Verse 2
Fm
My savages, my savages,
I'm always dressing fresher
I gotta cock it back,
You got me thinking all
don't respect a real nigga
Fm
Db
Fm
Roll some herb up, pour some syrup up
and then betrayed us
they was hating on us
it they was mad at us
How we let these bitches get between us
savages with itchy fingers
the love I got for India
I got her to infinity
gone for infinity
I know you feeling me
I seen that shit
I done seen this shit
these niggas ain't doing shit
so I can smoke that shit
at the dealership
The fame is doing a lot of
And it's the love from my fans
Db
Verse 3
Eb
Say I'm Illuminati,
Verse 4
Before this shit poured up a fo',
That what you want for me?
That what you really expect?
Drag the mink on the floor
Who would think we was poor?
No she'll never meet another nigga
Even if he got a billion dollars he can't
Who compliment you like me? It
Tell me all of this a gimmick,
they thought the whips got rented
Verse 5
Fm
Db
Fm
than a mannequin
you heard?
Fm
Db
Eb
Loyal for life, you
We global now
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