Savage ..

(Hello diary, it's me again)
Uh, uh, yeah

She got 21 bodies, she savage
She got 21 bodies, she savage
Don't know what you got on, that's not fashion

Let me love, fuck that shit you gave me
Knew you was a whiny little bitch
She talkin' bout a baby (I don't play like-)
Talkin' bout voodoo like that shit not crazy
Here son, have a band
Go and tell your mans, have you lost your mind?
Damn, 'bout to take you to Hermès (Huh)
Love is blind, like fuck all my diamonds
Nigga, you can't come near me, nigga, can't tou' me
Got a TEC motherfucker, that shit could really get bloody
Y'all ain't feel me, when I said I ride around dirty
Show the rеal me, I'm a monster, I'm so sorry
I ain't savin' thesе hoes, like nigga, I'm not Mario
Yo, fuck what you talkin' bout, I ain't got time for these hoes
You don't know what the fuck you talkin' bout, need to get a diagnosis
I'm fresh as fuck, mix the Rick with Amazon (Yeah)
I get hoes, yeah, she ask me what my sign is
Yeah, you a guitarist, bitch, that don't mean that you a rockstar
Uh, dirt, mud, get in front of that damn car (That car)
Yeah, ain't no Germans, in our town
Told that bitch I'm nervous
I got them digits on my dashboard
Boy, don't cry 'cause I got on fuckin' Destroy, long time
Yeah, fuck that shit, I'm paranoid, buy Vyvanse
I ain't really making no noise
"You a laugh" Ok, nigga, might as well enjoy it
What's the timin'?
Skeletrix time, I already know that
Yeah no sus' shit
Nigga, don't fuckin' hate me

She got 21 bodies, she savage (Edward Skeletrix is online)
She got 21 bodies, she savage
Don't know, what you got on, that's not fashion
Yeah lil' Richard, huh, what do I do for a living? Yeah I sell crack
(Comme des Garçons)
Chains on my head, like Mad Max
Y'all niggas ugly as hell, y'all need to fucking lookmaxx
Huh, stole my flow, bla-blowed on him, he a dancer

She got 21 bodies, she savage (Edward Skeletrix is online)
She got 21 bodies, she savage
Don't know, what you got on, that's not fashion
Yeah lil' Richard, huh, what do I do for a living?
Yeah I sell crack, yuh
(Comme des Garçons)
Chains on my head, like Mad Max
Y'all niggas ugly as hell, y'all need to fucking lookmaxx