diana ross savage
am i really hard to please
perhaps i have such special needs
i wondered what was wrong with me haha
my friends all fall so easily pussies
savage
called the first one savage mode my mood that’s what it was
06 we was ridin’ around beatin’ niggas up in the club
i know she around for the money but act like she loyal i don’t feel the love
i’m so rich get bored might wake up buy me a car just ’cause on god
her titties is hard ’cause she spent a five my bitch titties cost me a dub
all my bitches got bbls all my bitches got butts straight up
i ain’t with th rap beef draco pedophile all of my opps get touchd straight up
we ain’t never ran off on no barber but we still be hoppin’ out cuts straight up
savage
runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ runnin’
runnin’ runnin’ i leave all my cars
runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ runnin’
runnin’ runnin’ all my opps be
runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ runnin’
runnin’ runnin’ wipe his nose it was
runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ runnin’
runnin’ runnin’ savage never did no
savage
that clasé for your wife that hookah for your wife pussy
i’m slaughter gang pussy you know i brought my knife
he was talkin’ gangster we caught him at a light pussy
i let my young nigga do it it was free he wanted a stripe on god
havin’ my way with the cheese i’m in the den with the thieves on god
i know that she ratchet i could tell by the way that she wearin’ her weave
smokin’ on zaza this shit came out the garden with adam and eve
chopper go fowfow shoot up your powwow niggas tryna make y’all bleed
got out of line spanked that baby we had to rock him to sleep pussy
is it a issue keep me a pistol i ain’t finna diss you pussy
all that pillow talk i’ma have to send the boogeyman to come get you
chain hang low like a yoyo your bitch ridin’ dick like pogo
savage
runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ runnin’
runnin’ runnin’ i leave all my cars
runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ runnin’
runnin’ runnin’ all my opps be
runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ runnin’
runnin’ runnin’ wipe his nose it was
runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ runnin’
runnin’ runnin’ savage never did no
savage future morgan freeman
i brought a hollywood bitch to club crucial on god
i was at the met gala with my shooter on god
slaughter gang gang we don’t do recruitin’
say you ready to catch a body gotta prove it
gotta prove that shit nigga
shit ain’t no motherfuckin’ game nigga
get your bitch ass whacked nigga
big facts big 4l nigga
big zone 6 nigga
we run the motherfuckin’ city nigga
y’all niggas know what the fuck goin’ on nigga
body for body nigga money for money nigga
we skunkin’ everybody
fuck your crew nigga we’ll kill your crew
pussy pussy pussy
if young metro don’t trust you i’m gon’ shoot you
are things better or worse the second time around
can we really do anything more than once
Artist: 21 Savage Metro Boomin
Year: 2020
Decade: 20s
Language: en
Word Count: 321