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[Intro] My niggas savage and wild They smokin' that Black & Mild [Chorus] Police kill niggas everyday Rob a bell I had to make a way Hit the pressure then fade away Hit the pressure then fade away What's the deal lil mama I tried to bail lil mama I tried to chill lil' mama I keep it real lil' mama I wore Buscemi's to trial They gon' lock me up in style My niggas savage and wild They smokin' that Black and Mild I wore some Fendi to trial They gon' lock me up In style My niggas savage and wild They smokin' that Black and Mild [Verse 1] I went to court In some Ferragamo I went to court in some Ferragamo Just bought a bag for my baby mama I went to trial with Buscemi's on I shot a bird at your honor Lil mama just keep it honest with me Where does your loyalty lie When the shit hit the fan Lil mama is you gon' ride I make her wave goodbye BC a nigga try Last night a robber tried Last night that nigga died I got way too much pride I just can't let a nigga slide Drum jungle my niggas wild They gon' lock a nigga up in style I dropped a ticket for no reason Especially when the time grow season I take them plants and I Irrigate em' They said I want an interrogation I rock that Oyster Perpetual I need some healin' that sexual The chances I'm taking are federal I grow this misery medical [Chorus] Police kill niggas everyday Rob a bell I had to make a way Hit the pressure then fade away Hit the pressure then fade away What's the deal lil mama I tried to bail lil mama I tried to chill lil' mama I keep it real lil' mama I wore Buscemi's to trial They gon' lock me up in style My niggas savage and wild They smokin' that Black and Mild I wore some Fendi to trial They gon' lock me up In style My niggas savage and wild They smokin' that Black and Mild