Bright Campa - Savage Mode lyrics

Before I close my eyes, real ones cannot die
I'm so fly (ai) way up in the sky
Don't even try my guy
I'll make your people cry
Murder on my mind, gangs know I'm not kind
Women don't be blind, get on your grind
I listen to my mind, we ain't the same kind

Kill you for some peace
Then count my amount in my sleep
Never been a sheep, never been cheap
Shootouts from the Jeep
Fuck the police, that gun is a lease
I taught my niece how to get the cheese
Know when I squeezе
Even when they say freezе
You can snitch little bitch, yeah I'm rich
Be careful, some of these ladies are crazy
I don't do drugs, smack anyone I want
Cause I'm a thug, if she wanna fuck
Then she gotta suck, try your luck

Money coming up, money coming up
Money coming up, money coming up
Money coming up (woo)
Money coming up (you)
Money coming up (We coming up)
Money coming up, money coming up

Yeah I'm on your head
Campa on your head
Campa kill them dead
Campa will shoot them all dead
Campa shoot them all dead
Campa shoot them all dead
Test me and I swear you're dead, dead
Test me and I swear you're dead
Ain't nothing but a gangsta party
Ain't nothing but a gangsta party