Savage (Remix) lyrics

[Chorus]
Ayy, I'm that n*gga
Pull up, you can be my bag splitter (Run a check up)
Know the streets say I'm a bad n*gga (I'm a savage)
'Cause I'm a savage, not if I sag with you, ayy (Yeah)
Crack that code, maybe I can pass with you (Crack that code)
Get on your toes, probably blow a bag with you, yeah (On your toes)
We got the streets on lock
Forever from the bottom but we still on top

[Verse 1]
You my top pick (Pick)
Duckin' off on the regular like we not lit (We not lit)
Bimmer, Bentley, Mercedes, we on some hot *ish
Let's go half on a baby, then split the profit (Choppin' it double)
Yeah, these B**** be on mе but they is not it
Won't let them H*** in my circlе, this ain't a moshpit (Not at all)
You don't f*** with no Urkel, gotta be boss ****, yeah
Don't only talk sh**, I walk it, yeah
Thats what I'm 'bout
'Cause they counted me out, but I didn't fold (I never folded)
Back on the wall, stood on ten toes (Ten toes)
Play if you want and get exposed (Yeah)
Not many n*ggas took this road
I kept it solid but n*ggas switched codes (n*ggas changing on me)
Who knew the streets would get this cold? (Cold, n*gga)
Careful who you callin' your big bro (Don't lil' bro me)
That ain't never what it was meant for, yeah
[Chorus]
Ayy, I'm that n*gga
Pull up, you can be my bag splitter (Run a check up)
Know the streets say I'm a bad n*gga (I'm a savage)
'Cause I'm a savage, not if I sag with you, ayy (Yeah)
Crack that code, maybe I can pass with you (Crack that code)
Get on your toes, probably blow a bag with you, yeah (On your toes)
We got the streets on lock
Forever from the bottom but we still on top


[Verse 2]
Ayy, Look
I went ahead
N put in
My thousand hours in
I’m Aiming for ten-fold

Been A G like my name was Warren
I came in scoring
Now I'm poppin like pimples
Hit after hit I’m gon hit
With every single I set
It got simple
Nah I'm not me being narcissistic
M’only being realistic
Careful who you gon diss or
You’ll end being a statistic
But they
Counted me out yet I didn’t fold (never folded)
Friday night all my homies getting stoned (stoned)
Meanwhile I be home at the crib tho
Getting ready for fate to get going
But
n*ggas want a piece N it’s getting old (getting old)
But by then we’ve already moved on
They could tell I ain’t playin
When I switched tones (switchin' tones)
Ain’t nun gon fly by unless I say so


[Chorus]
Ayy, I'm that n*gga
Pull up, you can be my bag splitter (Run a check up)
Know the streets say I'm a bad n*gga (I'm a savage)
'Cause I'm a savage, not if I sag with you, ayy (Yeah)
Crack that code, maybe I can pass with you (Crack that code)
Get on your toes, probably blow a bag with you, yeah (On your toes)
We got the streets on lock
Forever from the bottom but we still on top