AC Tha G - 713 Savage

7, 1, 3, Savage , 7,1,3 Savage
Load up and fire, we gon' let shit spark 7, 1, 3, I'm the goat after dark
Like Tony Stark, I ain't got no heart Slidin' through the mall like my name Paul
Blart Mario Brothers, we smashin' these cards

She throw that ass back, I'm poppin' her tarts Thumb in her ass, she better not fart
He come off the bench, she think that he start They know we gon' pop it
These niggas better stop it Played with them guns, could've played with the rockets
She fuckin' broke niggas, man, she know she outta pocket

I'm in the outlet, knockin' eyes out they socket When I'm in the kitchen, whip that wrist like Betty
Crockett Bleed the floor, mop it
Every store shopped it Runnin' from the law, see a fence, I'm finna hop it
Your last shit was trash, like a pass, you shouldn't have dropped it

7, 1, 3, we kickin' down doors We grabbin' they money and fuckin' they hoes
My niggas never fold, we stayin' ten toes He slimin' a nigga out, we wipin' his nose
Splash a nigga down, we hit him with the hoes Drip Spill Splash all over his clothes
Sorry, not sorry, that's how this shit goes Reachin' for his knee just like D. Rose

Nigga, I'm the best steady I'm addicted to this shit like a crack addict
I be in these hoes' head like I'm Blue Magic 7, 1, 3, the goat, I'm a fuckin' seven
Load up and fire, we gon' let shit spark 7, 1, 3, I'm the goat after dark
Like Tony Stark, I ain't got no heart Slidin' through the mall like my name Paul Blart

Mario Brothers, we smashin' these carts She throw that ass back, I'm poppin' her tart
Thumb in her ass, she better not fart He come off the bench, she think that he start

Written by:
Alexander Caleb

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