Savage

They already know

That my name rings bells

Like I got elected for Pope

What’s good bro? Man’s good

Inna party with a Barbie

But her best friend’s skin tone’s looking like buj

If bro shows that car key

I’m sure they’ll both fall in love with the hood

They’ll fall in love with me

My love for girls not as much as P

Ride it with two hands in the air

Look like she’s playing Nintendo Wii

Now she wanna stay the night

Mumzy gets back to the crib at like 12

It’s looking all types of tight

I won't cuff her but these niggas might

Wifeying chicks that we ain't calling back

Still walking round like you're Superman

These shingis(?) are your Kryptonite

These girls make man go senseless

Please bruddahs don't lose yourself

I'm tryna live for eternity

So I need riches 'cause wealth is health

I just want this Mercedes-Benz

Preferably the C 63

I wanna cop it like 3 times

And have 21 bitches come live with me

She said I'm a savage

Got three chicks on the mattress

Know that my dick game dope

And now she catting like an addict

Yeah that's the story of my life

I put that shit on the beat

No Rolly Rolly or a dab of ranch

Man I want a Patek Philippe, ay

Air Force 1s on my feet

I'm with the team, can't fit 'em all in a Jeep

Somebody pass me a rake

These niggas fake, I want all of them to leave

Berna for goodness sake

I told you to wait, please don't do it to them please

I want the money man fuck the fame

Get it in ándale, ándale

I remember on them sunny days

Me and T had the lemon haze

Me and S were just freestyling

RJ had bars for days

Told my runner go and run it up

If he fails that's an underpay

0’12 had to switch it up

Different scenes like a cutaway

Different scenes like I move cribs

I move kids, dunno who this youte is

No caller ID like "Who's this?"

The new kid, but I don't rap like I'm new to this

Bad bitch and her bum look ludicrous

In the booth and the room's smokey like I blew a cig

Question, no answer fuck the pigs

Berna I'm up for this

Who's up next? Who's upset?

In a room full of chicks, who wants sex?

In a room full of punks and pussies

Bare rookies, no pencil, who wants lead?

I'm killing 'em, who wants death?

I'm ripping 'em, who's got tech?

And your Woman Crush Wednesday just walked up to my friends like "Who wants neck?"

(Yeah, who wants neck?

Bad bitch, and she wants sex

Bad bitch rolled up over one text

In that back seat, yeah we gon' flex

The mandem flex, I just flex, the gyaldem flex

You know who we are, you know my team, you know my set)

FUMEZ THE ENGINEER

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