WHOA DER

#ShagSavage #TrendSetterZ #WhoaDer #WHOAWHOAWHOA #RapFame2022 #FeatureTrack #RapFame_Official MIXED AND MASTERED BY: @Gunpowder lyrics: Whoa Der You aint had to go der/ Actin like it's ma fault, whoodie/ Erebody slow der/ Whoa der Whoa der Whoa der Whoa der Whoa der Whoa der We ain't gotta go der/ Everybody drivin slow, like they ain't goin nowhere/ Whoa Der Whoa Der Whoa Der Whoa Der Whoa Der Whoa Der Whoa Der Driving so foolish, speedin down Tchopetoulus/ If the show fit wear it so I know what kicks you bitches wearin/ A naked bitch in the front, and she feel like she da coolest/ Titties sittin real nice/ Like relationships be at they newest/ I tell her GIRL, SAVAGE CRACK. THE DAY YOU FIND ANOTHER ME MARDI GRAS WILL TURN WHACK/ Last Mardi Gras was hot, up on a nightclub balcony, YS crew wit Young Juvy, Savage performed Savage Degrees/ Ok Shag, at ease/ Stay on topic please, stick to it like a wall tack/ Tell this bich to suk ma dik she took it all and licked ma ba** sack/ Bitch is you kidding me wit all dat???/ She a Savage fu**in pleaser/ She start begging for some nut I bust, look like havin a seizure/ Say it was nice to meet her while droppin her off at Canes/ As she getting out she ask if we can do this againe/ I'm like....... HOOK Shag Savage cocky like I always got ma cok out/ And ima keep spinnin even when them fucn opps out/ Some say im dumb, I'm out ma mind, I got a gun bitch we can rock out/ Aint no secret that ma name got some change on it/ Paranoid one day ma ppl fuckin change on me/ I say whoa der fo ya run yo lips, and don't do shit/ Stop mouthin like a bitch and letcho stick talk/ I'm top shotta, Don Dada, I'm a big dog/ I hear ya talk but all dat stuff don't mean shit dog/ I'm ready ta go yall move to slow/ Whoa Der, just sit dog/ I'll grab dat glock POP POP POP/ And I don't miss dog/ So hold up, pump da brakes, chill out, don't spill ya drink, slow ya roll, kill all dat, homeboy don't go there...... I'm sayin, HOOK Whoa Der lil daddy, I can see you aint to happy/ Don't know why you be mad at me, cuz yo bitch wanna get at me/ Might not look it but I'm scrappy catch dese hands and getcho ass beat/ You'll catch a tune up lil fa***t, and I don't need a fuckin ratchet/ Big dog in these streets, from tha ghetto baby/ Dope fiends and junkies raised me/ You to slow to pace me, so before you race me, think hard fo ya face me/ Just stop, and chill....... Don't embarrass yaself put ya head down and windmill or throw skerd.... Homie HOOK