"Save Me" lyrics

Fuck he say?
Fuck that nigga said?
Ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay
Gang, gang, gang
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay

Ridin' with my chopper, ay, ay
I'ma beat him like his father, ay, ay
Now it's blood on my Giuseppes, ay, ay
I don't like no fuckin' Pradas, ay, ay
Put a knife up on my TEC, ay
Little FaceTime, little Skype up for my tech, ay, ay
And it all happened right up on my set, ay
SOS look like I'm from iTech, ay
She give me top right before I jet, ay, ay
I need a yacht right before my jet, ay
I smoke some dope right before I get, ay, ay
Mad, blast his ass then forget, ay, ay
Glo Gang, them my jits, ay
Octane where I hear it, ay
I'm not saying what I did, ay
Look at my watch, Johnny, goddamn, ay, ay
We gon' smoke it all, catch him in an open field that's an open fall
Bitch, I will never fail or turn my fail to fall
I promise I'm not seein' y'all or hearin' y'all, ay
I gave my carats frost, ay
Flexin' like Dave the Barbarian y'all, ay
Piss what I'm wearin' y'all, ay
My chain win chains by its 'ppearance y'all, ay
Smokin' Swishers, ay
Countin' money, gettin' blisters, ay, ay
Hand in your man, we will fix ya, ay, ay
All red right now, I'm no Clifford, ay
'Cause I'm a dog when it comes to fuckin' bitches, ay, ay
Coolin' with my fans and takin' pictures, ay
And I got my pistol for them niggas, ay
I'ma pistol-fuck them niggas, ay, ay
What you see? Pistols poppin', nigga, ay, ay
Your cars on E, fill 'em up, little nigga, ay, ay
Your squad on D, get 'em up, little nigga, ay, ay
I got my feelings tucked, little nigga, ay, ay
Right where my pistol tucked, little nigga