Well$

Well$ - Savoir-Faire lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

Young Fargo, sippin' down wine and

S-Cargo, check my Bronco, my nigga

I'm authentic, I'm givin' sense to the senses

Till the second I'm pendin' it, dependin' on who might be listenin'

Momma taught ya betta, the niggas cold, betta pack a sweater

Put shady endeavors wherever whenever

Cause it can happen to anybody, don't thunk that you're special

You see me second you picked out, fool

Stay cool, and play, yo time don't come

Always smokin' the lil' weed, so my mind don't run

Inquisitive adolescents, while they hold my tongue

Perchose that Mumu was merked, nobody heard that gun

That's crazy, I hope they got it

Don't catch me speakin' that real shit

And just because you rap ova closets, don't mean you say shit

And on these tracks I'm actin' a fool

While most dudes pass aggressively packin' these tools

(Wait, he said that)

(Hook x4)

Gonna fit to pick ya brain, the only thang

Gonna fit to pick ya brain, the only thang (real nigga, wassup)

(Verse)

You lucky not a yung mickey wanna be

Every 20 eye, my RVE off the handle

So I bring 'em in, low cuts, just to keep it kusher

Thought you knew betta, gold links and the Gucci sweater

For my attire, this pimpin' ain't in my repertoire

Word to Nino, MT in grand casinos

World Series numbers got thrilled, feelin' like Marino

When he dropped bombs

ADA bomber pass the bright line

Yes, I'm part time at this finest

The best, who hasn't done it yet, just to keep ya reminded

Show love, show love, but I guess I neva showed none

Cause all I get in return is nigga's cold shoulders

So fuck y'all, I ain't buy none of this shit ya boostin'

Buy ya niggas is loosin', Hivvy say homie prove me

You won't see me, nigga

I turn yo dreams into feenie, nigga

Shrill with the O

Still talkin' bout the shit that you use to have long

Nigga, cause there ain't no muthafuckin' song I gotta step on

Lookin' at the yung nigga, now they put they crash on

And it's strictly for my niggas, applied for livin' ill

These figures make all the difference

No rewards for the sinnin'

(Hook)

Gonna fit to pick ya brain, the only thang

Gonna fit to pick ya brain, the only thang (real nigga, wassup)

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