Halo13 (feat. Lotto Savage)
Lord D'andre
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Woah Me and Lord D'Andre at the round table Y'all know how the f*ck we coming (Rockstar) Lotto Savage (Oh lord) Heaven's Darkest Angel I put food on the table Breaking bread with my neighbors Cause they know that I'm their savior Ain't no money conversation you can Save that shit for later I been praying for a juug God told me to be patient Running laps around these peons tryna' dodge the hate I know we gone eat so let's just say our grace Rockstar living, this shit so amazing This ain't Call of Duty, Savage ain't gone play no games with you Slang' that stick like a guitar, no I ain't playing with 'em Load up, Slide down the opp's block, yeah we gone spray them niggas He say he want smoke, he get the vapor Just fucked another nigga bitch, I'm having paper We don't stop at red lights, give him the whole clip Couple shots out that AR will make his soul flip Money talk, we at the round table This ain't Black Ops, but that Glock give him a halo Rock out These niggas want smoke don't make me pop out Ayy, my pockets getting swole Just like Popeye (Aye) Sipping this drank' like water Yo bitch gone ride me like Marta F*ck 12 speed off on a charger Take a nigga soul like Pinky Yellow gold, this chain not cheesy Mud got me slowed like Weezy I'm on the wave like Wheezy Make your bitch sing to me like Breezy Shawty think that I'm a demon Can't trade on my team, no treason (Oh no, no way) Off-White, all night We don't stop at red lights We taking chances (I swear) Pop me a Addy (Gang! Gang!) Hit up my Rollacks, they ain't on payroll Glock 45 give him a halo He thought he had a pint, gave him som Karo And when it's smoke, my shooters never lay low Unfold the Kel-Tec, make him do the Fabo And every day I wake up, gotta get another bankroll Woah woah woah Lotto, Savage Oh Lord, ayee Heaven's Darkest Angel I put food on the table Breaking bread with my neighbors Cause they know that I'm their savior Ain't no money conversation you can Save that shit for later I been praying for a juug God told me to be patient Running laps around these peons tryna' dodge the hate I know we gone eat so let's just say our grace Rockstar living, this shit so amazing This ain't Call of Duty, Savage ain't gone play no games with you Slang' that stick like a guitar, no I ain't playing with 'em Load up, Slide down the opp's block, yeah we gone spray them niggas He say he want smoke, he get the vapor Just fucked another nigga bitch, I'm having paper We don't stop at red lights, give him the whole clip Couple shots out that AR will make his soul flip Money talk, we at the round table This ain't Black Ops, but that Glock give him a halo
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