"Savage" lyrics

Derek King, Lil Bean & JT the 4th Lyrics

"Savage"

Summertime you know we ganging
F&N bulky, it's gon' make a nigga famous
Real day ones, these my brothers, they ain't changing
My nigga ain't a artist but he known for doin' paintings
Better give some space, you hear that beepin' when it's backing up
These niggas goin' broke 'cause in the winter you ain't stacking up
My youngin only twelve, he off the porch turnin' savage up
We really gettin' money, other niggas tryna rap with us

Got a sneaky little bitch that love to stay low-key
Nigga outta town so I been fuckin' her for weeks
Shorty wanna live from the A to the P
If you not my bitch then my phone's outta reach
If you want some money go on and put that ass up
Need some more? Then you gotta shake it faster
Heard she fuckin' on a nigga 'cause my cash up
'Cause I been blessin' bitches with it like a pastor
Diamonds on me and they ain't hard to notice
All this money, I thank God I was chosen
It's hot outside and my wrist still frozen
Ask me if my shit fake? Nigga, must be loaded

Summertime you know we ganging
F&N bulky, it's gon' make a nigga famous
Real day ones, these my brothers, they ain't changing
My nigga ain't a artist but he known for doin' paintings
Better give some space, you hear that beepin' when it's backing up
These niggas goin' broke 'cause in the winter you ain't stacking up
My youngin only twelve, he off the porch turnin' savage up
We really gettin' money, other niggas tryna rap with us

Came up out them trenches where you learn to turn your savage up
Bust down four on my neck so you can add it up
Bust down whores in the room, that's if they bad enough
Wake up in the morning pick a bitch right off the calendar
Say she wanna ride so I told her she should saddle up
I'm a real nigga so you know that I can handle ya
Niggas tellin' lies bout this money, it ain't addin' up
I done laps on these niggas and I'm catchin' up, yeah (skrr)
Bulky FN, it'll mess you up, yeah
Got racks on these niggas, I'm ahead of ya, aye (cash)
Ass on that bitch, I might marry her
The way she she put that pussy on a nigga, girl I'm scared of ya, ay

Summertime you know we ganging
F&N bulky, it's gon' make a nigga famous
Real day ones, these my brothers, they ain't changing
My nigga ain't a artist but he known for doin' paintings
Better give some space, you hear that beepin' when it's backing up
These niggas goin' broke 'cause in the winter you ain't stacking up
My youngin only twelve, he off the porch turnin' savage up
We really gettin' money, other niggas tryna rap with us