Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Very Best, artist - D. Savage. Date of issue: 11.11.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
My Very Best |
| Damn near embarrassed herself, she found out the hard way |
| I’m exactly how I rap in person |
| So I’m gon' cheat but I put guns in all y’all purses |
| Don’t that mean somethin'? |
| This life ain’t certain, that don’t mean it ain’t worth it |
| My boys the type to meanmug and rob a nice person |
| Slide late for it and they end your night early |
| This life a beach, I got the whole crowd surfin' |
| Don’t make the wrong move ( |
| Ayy, CGM, where you at? |
| ), 'cause my aim ( |
| Perfect |
| Gun on my hip, I’m a problem, boy |
| Hit a nigga block with them .223's |
| Gotta walk down, hit your target, boy |
| Pipe down 'fore we spark it, boy |
| Niggas go body-for-body, that’s murder-for-murder |
| I got some smoke with niggas I ain’t heard of |
| Ridin' with Fetti, that bitch got me nervous |
| If 12 hit the lights then you better not pull over |
| I wish that I could, but right now I ain’t goin' |
| Keep a bad bitch and a gun on my hip |
| Walk with bags on me and my twin got a trip |
| Thirty clip, fifty round, hundred round |
| Say somethin', we take 'em down |
| I’m fuckin' your bitch when I listen to Drake |
| I won’t leave the house without K’s or a Drac' |
| O.V.O. |
| baby, I ride with that, damn |
| O.V.O. |
| baby, I ride with that Drac' |
| I’m rockin' Off-White, this not Bape |
| I bend the block and I’m makin' them skate |
| You want a Birkin, bitch, you gotta' pay |
| Don’t do what I do, just do what I say |
| I run the city, the king of L. A |
| Smokin' Gelato, that came from the bay |
| I hit the lotto, I’m playin' with pay |
| Get in that cell and I make me a shank |
| I was dead broke but I made somethin' happen |
| I’m back on my bull, we gon' take, no askin' |
| You know who to call when you come to Atlanta |
| The pack from the bay, but my bitch from Miami |
| They lie on my name, but I’m still the one standin' |
| I’m paperwork, shawty pulled up like a campus |
| You should watch out, I might hurt you |
| I know you on your job, but right now it ain’t workin' |
| She say you so credible, AR strong, incredible |
| I’m a product servin' patients and right now I’m off that medical |
| She know I got several |
| And my old head right now still got money off a Nextel |
| I don’t beef with social media work, just can’t give intel |
| They gon' cap so shifty, we’ll pull Glocks and make it Shiggy |
| I made bucks before I had powerplays, this pistol hold a fifty |
| Walk-down gang, this shit will get risky |
| Walk in the club and they not gon' frisk me |
| Double-down gang, I’ma shoot 'til it’s empty |
| I play with them pimps, she not gon' trick me |
| Pull up in a Bentley, be like— |
| Pull up in a Bentley, be like Trippie |
| I told my mama, «I'm thuggin', it’s in me» |
| In the trap house and I’m clutchin' my semi' |
| Flex on a broke bitch, can’t get a penny |
| She wash the Percocet down with some Henny |
| Kick in your door, they gotta feel me |
| Ayy, got bowls, hoes, in all different states |
| I’m froze, my diamonds wet like a lake |
| I’m cold, she wanna go on some dates |
| No |
| Ayy |
| Damn |
| This is a certified hood classic |