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30 (feat. Lil Yachty) (Explicit) - Lotto Savage
Composed by：Beatmonster Marc
Yeah yeah
Red long
Say yeah
Thirty thirty thirty thirty
Thirty thirty thirty thirty
Glock fifteen hold thirty
Glock twenty-three hold thirty thirty
Shoot at you and your lil' buddy
All of my trips they dirty
Thirty thirty thirty thirty
Thirty thirty thirty thirty
Glock fifteen hold thirty okay
Glock twenty-three hold thirty yeah
Shoot at you and your lil buddy yeah
All of my trips they dirty wake
All of my trips they dirty
All of my bloods they bloody
All of my n***as be stuntin'
All of my n***as get money
All of my n***as count hundreds
Yeah thirty on a thirty mean I'm walking on the brick
Forty with a thirty lemon squeeze bust your s**t
Miss me with the flexing and the can't buddy whip
N***a flexing like a trapper you ain't never sold a brick
This set get shot with the bankroll on
RIP trick yeah long live Bankroll yeah
Spent two or three days in the same clothes
Chasin' after bankrolls turn up on a stank ho yeah
Keep two guns strapped like a soldier
Working out the NOLA I move boulders
I whip cola I whip yola
Working like a sodier popping like a soldier
Thirty thirty thirty still thirty still
Thirty thirty thirty still thirty still thirty
Glock fifteen hold thirty still
Glock twenty-three hold thirty thirty
Shoot at you and your lil buddy yeah
All of my trips they dirty
Thirty thirty still thirty still thirty still
Thirty thirty thirty thirty
Glock fifteen hold thirty okay
Glock twenty-three hold thirty yeah
Shoot at you and your lil buddy yeah
All of my trips they dirty
And one thirty youth
N***as youth 'round me yeah shootin'
Why that mean I don't tuck my chain okay
Don't you talk down on my name
Lotto he keep him a thirty
Shoutout lil Sid 'cause he keep his cup dirty
These internet gangsters they talk but won't hurt me
These flexing a*s n***as Rolex ain't cost thirty
What fake watch wearing n***a n***a
No guap getting n***a n***a
Fairy tale living n***a n***a
On Instagram taking pictures
What I can tell you not the shooter
You not ain't no bullets in that Ruger
That's not p***y n***a thought s**t was sweet
'Til we brought the heat and left him on his knees
Thirty lil boat thirty thirty thirty
Thirty yeah thirty yeah thirty thirty
Glock fifteen hold thirty
Glock twenty-three hold thirty hold thirty
Shoot at you and your lil buddy
All of my trips they dirty
Thirty thirty thirty thirty
Thirty thirty thirty thirty
Glock fifteen hold thirty okay
Glock twenty-three hold thirty yeah
Shoot at you and your lil buddy yeah
All of my trips they dirty yeah