Savage lyrics

[Intro]
Bandit
Yeah, Yeah

[Chorus]
I'm the definition of a savage (Savage)
He dropped that diss, we can’t catch him, we kill his family
Just tell me what you want for that b*tch head, you know payin' it
If you come down this street, we box you in, and leave you sandwiched
Yeah, momma asked me, when “I'm puttin’ down the xannies” I'm on ‘em
Anytime I'm sad, i pop a pill and then i roll up
Tryna whip a pus*y n*gga, with this 50, like he stole some
Yeah, I got this lil' hoe, she good head, but this b*tch so dumb

[Verse]
Yeah, I'm talkin' ‘bout for real, she eat my di*k, like she got no gums
I just f*cked around, poppеd a addy can't relax I'm up before thе sun (Yeah)
I pull up with lil’ Tali dunk on n*ggas, we don’t know LeBron?
(Yeah)
I told my bro “if you go whack that n*gga, don't you throw the gun”
Bring it to me, I’mma break it down and bury it (Yeah)
It's a hundred hoes upstairs, we in a Marion (Uh)
I ride around 250 shots, like I'm a terrorist (Yeah)
n*gga keep on running, his f*ckin' mouth gon’ get his head split
I see them in that car, get out my top, and i start sprayin' sh*t
I keep on poppin' pills, I'm tryna heal, I'm really damaged
Don't put me on your camera, get kicked out, for all that fan sh*t (Uh)
I just spent like, 5 racks on lanvins
n*gga, i can't wait until we meet, these n*ggas sweet as f*ck like candy
They keep on saying “I got shot”, but they just took some sh*t and ran with it
And I'm still ridin' ‘round with this switch, I hate these n*ggas I'm a Karen (Yeah)
He tryna go rack, for rack with me, gon' leave his ass embarrassed (On, God)
[Chorus]
I'm the definition of a savage (Savage)
He dropped that diss, we can't catch him, we kill his family
Just tell me what you want for that b*tch head, you know payin' it
If you come down this street, we box you in, and leave you sandwiched
Yeah, momma asked me, when “I'm puttin' down the xannies” I'm on ‘em
Anytime I'm sad, i pop a pill and then i roll up
Tryna whip a pus*y n*gga, with this 50, like he stole some
Yeah, I got this lil' hoe, she good head, but this b*tch so dumb

[Outro]
Yeah, Yeah, this bit' so dumb
n*gga, we don't know LeBron? (On, God)
Fatt, Fatt, Yeah