Vampires lyrics

[Intro]
(Heavy Artillery Music Group)

[Chorus: No Savage]
I'm not tryna talk, my dog just died so it's a bad time
I'm not tryna hear 'bout squashing sh*t, I'm on his man line
We done midnight black'd that f*cking Urus, we like vampires
I won't stop no smoke, we bend his curb and leave his man frying

[Verse 1: Q Da Fool]
Hop out the striker then hop in the 'Vette
My b*tch from the hood, she be bopping her neck
n*gga went up the jail, started bumping the set
You a b*tch in my eyes, we gon' leave it at that
Drop me an opp and I tatted an X
n*gga want smoke 'cause I'm stretching his ass
Lеt me hop out the car, bro I do it the bеst
When I whip out that Drac' I be leaving a mess
[?] like [?] shooting Glocks and [?]
You show me a mil' I'm like I gotta have it
b*tch freaky, get wet as a b*tch when I grab it
Way I'm working that trigger they're running and dashing
[?] killing [?] passion
I mix my weapons with my fashion
b*tch, I got that gas like a Dash In
Mama cried 'cause his face all mashed in
[Chorus: No Savage]
I'm not tryna talk, my dog just died so it's a bad time
I'm not tryna hear 'bout squashing sh*t, I'm on his man line
We done midnight black'd that f*cking Urus, we like vampires
I won't stop no smoke, we bend his curb and leave his man frying

[Verse 2: No Savage]
Any b*tch I get I f*cking duck so I can't give 'em dough
She think 'cause I f*cked she getting a bag but I just tell her no
He don't put respect on what we said then we shoot up his show
Dropped the diss then laid up with that b*tch, ain't know she dropped his lo'
Pop it however I feel
This car full of choppers, we shooting to kill
I'm all 'bout a dollar, I'm still in the field
I come from the bottom, this sh*t get real
He thought I was lying, that sh*t got to firing, he covered his eyes, he ain't even blind
Get hit with them switches, he ain't gon' survive, we upping the scores, we can't be tied

[Chorus: No Savage]
I'm not tryna talk, my dog just died so it's a bad time
I'm not tryna hear 'bout squashing sh*t, I'm on his man line
We done midnight black'd that f*cking Urus, we like vampires
I won't stop no smoke, we bend his curb and leave his man frying

[Chorus: No Savage]
I'm not tryna talk, my dog just died so it's a bad time
I'm not tryna hear 'bout squashing sh*t, I'm on his man line
We done midnight black'd that f*cking Urus, we like vampires
I won't stop no smoke, we bend his curb and leave his man frying
[Outro: No Savage]
(Hey Q, we back n*gga)
(We back)