Can’t Save n*ggas lyrics

[Intro]
No new friends
No new friends (MIA JAY C)
(Gang), no new friends (Gang, gang)
GMO, CMO

[Verse 1: GMO Stax]
Lost my dog to the system
Turnt around, lost my dog to the pistol
Too deep in, I can't switch my n*ggas
I'm too prepared, everything got switches
All we wanted was bankrolls and b*tches
Now my n*ggas need lawyers and pigeons
Innocent until they prove us guilty
f*ck dog, n*ggas know who—
Don't love no ho, n*gga, I love my glizzy
Young as hell, pressin' on grown n*ggas
Was seventeen when I touched grown-man chicken
Sixteen, n*gga, this grown-man business
Where the lean? 'Cause I ain't drinkin' no liquor
Ain't never did it, can't go on licks with me
By myself, go and zip me a n*gga
Hеll naw, n*ggas can't step with me
No shootin' back, n*gga, we shoot first
No dеfense, n*gga, all offense
She get wet soon as I talk my sh*t
Death threats, done got a hundred of them
Make me mad, I'ma run up some bands
Pockets ripped, tryna stuff this fifty
Make me mad, grab that chopper, then stomp on n*ggas
Can't catch this wave, Wavy Gang been with me
f*ck up a block, send a wave at a n*gga
Pick up the yopper, cave his chest in with it
With the other side, now I can't save n*ggas
[Verse 2: Peezy & GMO Stax]
Shh (Nope)
Naw, you can't save n*ggas, yeah, yeah
We ain't savin' no n*ggas
Only thing we savin' is what we makin' flippin'
Lost it in the trenches, I ain't trippin'
Pop up with somethin' bigger
Now we hop on private flights, a long way from hoppin' fences
I'll pull up, drop the top and park that b*tch right in the trenches
f*ck you sayin'? I'm that n*gga, b*tch
Motivate small-minded n*ggas to do bigger sh*t
First day out the feds, drove the Sprinter to the dealership
Hit auto-start on the key fob to start the engine quick
Heard that n*gga say he was a baller, he got injured quick
Don't need identification at my bank, I got a membership
Shoppin' spree every other week, heard you been stealin' sh*t
Expensive jeans seven days a week, this that Amiri sh*t
Eight in one soda, b*tch so dirty, can't even finish it
Man, f*ck this sh*t

[Verse 3: Babyface Ray]
Went and got some money, sh*t, I'm old n*ggas' big homie (Yeah)
I can't ride for you, sh*t, I know you never did nothin'
Every day ain't sunny, be prepared to get ugly
2021, my boy, I ain't wearing no buffies
Emerald diamond cuts, my n*gga, why the f*ck would I tuck it? (Why?)
Hit the club and change the weather, diamonds lightning, I'm thunder
n*ggas think they slick, ain't slicker than me, eat this di*k, no teeth
What the f*ck is n*ggas talkin' 'bout? They ain't mentionin' me
Coffee cup is full of medicine, still ain't get no sleep
It ain't sh*t to set you n*ggas up, I get sh*t for the cheap
It ain't sh*t go 'head and fall in love, that's my b*tch for the week
On the bench, put numbers on the board, now I'm MVP (Ballin')
GMO, Wavy Gang, sip like MCD (Sippin')
Trish for what? Paper up, I been sippin' Ke'
Eastside with me, ball or get a balled on
I done trafficked 'cross the map, they like, "Where is Waldo?"
n*gga