[Lyric] Freshman Savage (Carlos The Don)

Yeah

Uh

This beat is crazy, shout out Dober Beats!

Let's get it!

I ain't a saint you dig?
The cash in the safe, we rich
You don't want no problems
Then step off the plate
I came and gave me the rap game a taste
No i ain't leaving till pockets is paid
Now im right here and I'm up in your face
Yuh

Freshman
Savage
Freshman
Savage
Homies is tweaking, they average
Ain't got money cus y'all spend it all on a bad bitch
Not gonna lie
That's some sad shit
I just be counting my stacks shit
Y'all sucking on toes like it's Fiji
My brothеrs is paid, like I'm Luigi
Next year a Mеrcedes, a green jeep

Freshman
Savage

Y'all making money on only fans
Your momma ain't proud
No she's not a fan
Your ho up on there she's your only fan
When you wanna clap she act like a clam
But when i wanna fuck
She open up damn
She wanted the money, the weed and the xans
You gave her a test
And she failed the exam
I might fuck your next one
She'll fail in advance

Freshman
Savage
Freshman
Savage

So what did you want from me?
A little bit of magic
Or maybe some alchemy
I can turn bars and sick beats
Into money B
I manifest everything in my destiny
Law of attraction is real
And I'm making it work for me!

Freshman Savage
Freshman Savage

Shout out Dober Beats
Shout out Jay Waverly
Shout out F.I.N

We going to the top baby!