growin up

Savage

Laid Out

12/4/24

@sleepinrelics

*soundcloud exclusive*

sleepinrelics - only you [sleepinrelics]

Caution w/ Damii2x (p. swish)

Lyrics:

Yeah, yeah
Why these niggas so lame? I just don't get it, yeah
All my niggas, they backstreet bang
Walkin' you down, you'll get it yeah
She said she wanna know where i'm from, well i'm from Venus, yeah
I ain't never need no help
Now I got Ferragamo on my belt, yeah
She asked me why do I need her, but I ain't even mean it, yeah

I ain't even mean what I said
Yeah, that's why you get left on read
Uh, forgot she was in my bed
Now I got her body weight on my leg
I ain't- I ain't on tour, I ain't do the first leg
Yeah, don't let a clone get you mislead
Two cups of lean inside my bottle
Yeah I had to lick up some shit for my deads
Yeah, I- yeah, I had to fix up some shit in my bag
Couldn't even fit my blick in my bag
Say she wanna be with me? that's to bad
Bitch no, i'm still stuck on my last
Fuck around sell my xans to my dad
Fuck it, I need my bread, my cash
Fuck around sell my xans to my dad
Fuck it, I need my bread, my cash (what)
Yeah, I need my bread in my bag
What
What
What

Yeah, I need my bread in my bag
If I don't got it, how i'ma last?
Goin' insane, everyone laugh
Blowin' your brain, layin' you back
Blow- blowin' your brain, layin' you back
Blow- blowin' your brain, layin' you back
Blow- blowin' your brain
Mosh pit crazy when you hear my name (blow- blowin' your brain)
Mosh pit crazy when you hear my name (what)
Swerve shit, Nine let the draco bang
Bullet to your head like i'm Kurt Cobain
Pills in the water, can't feel no rain
Put you in the sewer, we don't need no drain

My swag smooth like butter
And I make that bitch butt hurt (what, what)
Yeah, I been feelin' like lust
Yeah, but I told that bitch I love her
Now she talkin' 'bout, "love hurts"
She one of a kind like Tumblr
Green in my bag, Cucumber
All on my wood like lumber (what)
What
What
What
What
(Yeah)

Why these niggas so lame? I just don't get it, yeah
All my niggas, they backstreet bang
Walkin' you down, you'll get it yeah
She said she wanna know where i'm from, well i'm from Venus, yeah
I ain't never need no help
Now I got Ferragamo on my belt, yeah
She asked me why do I need her, but I ain't even mean it, yeah

I ain't even mean what I said
Yeah, that's why you get left on read
Uh, forgot she was in my bed
Now I got her body weight on my leg
I ain't even- I ain't even mean what I said
Yeah, that's why you get left on read

bred n buttuh

west hollywood

Prod. 22nate + Conic
Mix & Vocals by Me
 

Lyrics:
Yeah, Roll up some 3.5
I'm a young nigga tryna get high
Let me roll up a blunt, get fried
Yeah, that money, that's all in my mind
Had yo hoe, she suck me dry
Spent a band to just look fly
Smelling good to get your hoe
Yeah, that hoe, she just my type

She know what I like
Bitch, she know what I do
I got this lil' hoe wet
I'm up in that shit real good
Yeah, my pockets just gettin' so fat
But I cannot spend it on you
And I just totin' on blicks
And the only thing I know is shoot

Man, I gotta drop these niggas off
Yeah, we just gon' give em the boot
I'ma just walk up in the spot
And I'm just gon' spark me a wood
Bitch, I'm whippin' up peas in the pot

That's something that you can't do
Bitch, I steal, I never get caught
And I'm telling you that shit is true
On God

Yeah, Roll up some 3.5
I'm a young nigga tryna get high
Let me roll up a blunt, get fried
Yeah, that money, that's all in my mind
Had yo hoe, she suck me dry
Spent a band to just look fly
Smelling good to get your hoe
Yeah, that hoe, she just my type

She know what I like
Bitch, she know what I do
I got this lil' hoe wet
I'm up in that shit real good
Yeah, my pockets just gettin' so fat
But I cannot spend it on you
And I just totin' on blicks
And the only thing I know is shoot

My Type (p. 22nate + conic)

Joshy!