[Intro]
(Heavy Artillery Music Group)

[Chorus: No Savage]
I'm not tryna talk, my dog just died so it's a bad time
I'm not tryna hear 'bout squashing shit, I'm on his man line
We done midnight black'd that fucking Urus, we like vampires
I won't stop no smoke, we bend his curb and leave his man frying

[Verse 1: Q Da Fool]
Hop out the striker then hop in the 'Vette
My bitch from the hood, she be bopping her neck
N***a went up the jail, started bumping the set
You a bitch in my eyes, we gon' leave it at that
Drop me an opp and I tatted an X
N***a want smoke 'cause I'm stretching his ass
Lеt me hop out the car, bro I do it the bеst
When I whip out that Drac' I be leaving a mess
[?] like [?] shooting Glocks and [?]
You show me a mil' I'm like I gotta have it
Bitch freaky, get wet as a bitch when I grab it
Way I'm working that trigger they're running and dashing
[?] killing [?] passion
I mix my weapons with my fashion
Bitch, I got that gas like a Dash In
Mama cried 'cause his face all mashed in
[Chorus: No Savage]
I'm not tryna talk, my dog just died so it's a bad time
I'm not tryna hear 'bout squashing shit, I'm on his man line
We done midnight black'd that fucking Urus, we like vampires
I won't stop no smoke, we bend his curb and leave his man frying

[Verse 2: No Savage]
Any bitch I get I fucking duck so I can't give 'em dough
She think 'cause I fucked she getting a bag but I just tell her no
He don't put respect on what we said then we shoot up his show
Dropped the diss then laid up with that bitch, ain't know she dropped his lo'
Pop it however I feel
This car full of choppers, we shooting to kill
I'm all 'bout a dollar, I'm still in the field
I come from the bottom, this shit get real
He thought I was lying, that shit got to firing, he covered his eyes, he ain't even blind
Get hit with them switches, he ain't gon' survive, we upping the scores, we can't be tied

[Chorus: No Savage]
I'm not tryna talk, my dog just died so it's a bad time
I'm not tryna hear 'bout squashing shit, I'm on his man line
We done midnight black'd that fucking Urus, we like vampires
I won't stop no smoke, we bend his curb and leave his man frying

[Chorus: No Savage]
I'm not tryna talk, my dog just died so it's a bad time
I'm not tryna hear 'bout squashing shit, I'm on his man line
We done midnight black'd that fucking Urus, we like vampires
I won't stop no smoke, we bend his curb and leave his man frying
[Outro: No Savage]
(Hey Q, we back n***a)
(We back)