Save The Day Lyrics – AMF Empire, Bloodhound Lil Jeff

[Chorus: Bloodhound Lil Jeff & MTV Cash]
(Go)
If-if I want a n!gga dead gon’ get it done ain’t s*it gon’ stop me
Thirty shots up in my glitch could have made it 40
Kriss Vec’ too wocky
See some shots, like 20 hit his body
Collecting hats my favorite hobby
Trying to pass the ball say I be hogging
300 live, the n!gga dropped
B-b!tch you know I’m super slimey
These n!ggas mad, they far behind me
My opps down bad, they steady dying

Still ain’t slide but steady crying
Keep that tough s*it from around
Last n!ggas play, sat they ass down
Say tables turn now stuck in the ground
Fell in love now she on my face
Fu*k a b!tch I’m talking about Drac’
High speed chase a hour away
Two flat tires I threw the switchy, I can’t bap thought I was baked
Went up 60 in they face
I hit the gas, man fu*k the brakes
Twin he stay one call away (Brr)
50 pulled up saved the day

[Verse: MTV Cash]
Make a call and bring the zoo out
B!tch I’m dying to get into shootouts
Start a fire you can’t put out
On the block yo ass a lookout
He was going against the grain, I had to get ’em took out
He was steady saying my name, he was steady playing them games
She was fu*king with them lames, came back, it ain’t the same (What?)
B!tch, I coulda bought a chain but I went and bought some Glocks
Ayy, I let them kill his ass but I coulda told them stop (Yea, yea)
How you damaging me and I’m already damaged?
How you started some s*it, that I already started?

You was riding ’round, fishbowl, gun up in the trunk
I was riding ’round, car tinted black like I’m Trump
We was riding ’round tryna put some s*it on the news
I was blicking at n!ggas, (Yea) boy yo ass was still in school
We was playing with G2s and MPs acting a fool
I don’t feel these n!ggas (Nah)
I don’t trust these b!tches
She don’t trust me neither
I wouldn’t trust me neither (Damn)
I been stabbed so many times I started cutting people
I move around quick cause I don’t fu*k with people
10 milli hit his face like a Desert Eagle (Boaw)
I can’t sleep at night, (Damn) I rather creep at night

[Chorus: Bloodhound Lil Jeff & MTV Cash]
(Go)
If-if I want a n!gga dead gon’ get it done ain’t s*it gon’ stop me
Thirty shots up in my glitch could have made it 40
Kriss Vec’ too wocky
See some shots, like 20 hit his body
Collecting hats my favorite hobby
Trying to pass the ball say I be hogging
300 live, the n!gga dropped
B-b!tch you know I’m super slimey
These n!ggas mad, they far behind me
My opps down bad, they steady dying
Still ain’t slide but steady crying
Keep that tough s*it from around
Last n!ggas play, sat they ass down
Say tables turn now stuck in the ground
Fell in love now she on my face
Fu*k a b!tch I’m talking about Drac’
High speed chase a hour away
Two flat tires I threw the switchy, I can’t bap thought I was baked
Went up 60 in they face
I hit the gas, man fu*k the brakes
Twin he stay one call away
50 pulled up saved the day
(I say 50)