Savage
Fine ass bitch never needed validation
I just keep vibing out in this simulation
I can't put my you on that's not my obligation
If you wanna fuck with me we gotta match vibrations
Dudes wanna love me but ion want that shit
I don't do that simp shit i'm not the next bitch
No manager, no label, i'll still make a hit
Yo hoes hate me but i'll neva quit
I'm a real hustla never grimey
My car looking nice and shiny
I'm tryna better my life but y'all keep on trying me
I just want my bag but y'all wanna fight me?
Since we on that page what's the word?
I'm with the shits fuck w what ya heard
Luh hoes be on live but won't come outside
May not be a homicide but leave ya traumatized
Beat that bitch in yaknoo the pressure was applied
Gory ass shit just call me chuckys bride
Poppin Gloss Poppin Lips
Ain't none of you hoes on shit
You say i'm spoon fed but I still be flipping shit
What happened to yo brick?
Aw you got hit
Finessed all yo shit
And I'm still that bitch
Got all these hoes stressed
They throwing shade but it's neva addressed
You can't touch me i'm the best
I could never be mad i'm too blessed
Yaknoo i'm popping but i ain't no sucka
Yo man on my tip i hate that lame ass busta
I just want that birkin nah we can't be lovers
Moni the realist ain't like no other
Fuck a friend bitch i been bout my paper
You break bread then they turn into a hater
Real gangsta bitch I let ya meet yo maker
You sorry now bitch yea you betta be
They see me fly by like there go ha hip ass
They love me cuz i got class
I can flip sum shit but i ain't good at math
I'm making money but they say I'm on the wrong path
Shit, i'm just laying low and smoking on sum gas
Get the fuck out my face
Fuck out my way
Cuz i'm getting paid
Bitch is you late
Dudes so bummy
These girls so slutty
I just want that money
Can't play me like a dummy
They say im going too hard
Gas so loud it's like i'm on mars
No writer these all my bars
Neva sell my soul but still be a star
Post a bitch that ain't yours
Dumb ass shit, we knocking down doors
I don't gotta man but i'll take yours
Brittney spears gimme more
Fuck double i'll triple the pack
Sold alotta shit but never crack
Call me yo gotti i got that sack Ms. run down yo shit but i've never ran track
You give him a chance then he acts like ur basic
I got 2020 vision but i neva had lasic
I love dead presidents but i nah ain't rasict
I'm up now i can see the hate all in they faces
People be fake that's why i stay to myself
I fw the real neva needed no help
Used to love but now i'm savage so fuck what i felt...
I just keep vibing out in this simulation
I can't put my you on that's not my obligation
If you wanna fuck with me we gotta match vibrations
Dudes wanna love me but ion want that shit
I don't do that simp shit i'm not the next bitch
No manager, no label, i'll still make a hit
Yo hoes hate me but i'll neva quit
I'm a real hustla never grimey
My car looking nice and shiny
I'm tryna better my life but y'all keep on trying me
I just want my bag but y'all wanna fight me?
Since we on that page what's the word?
I'm with the shits fuck w what ya heard
Luh hoes be on live but won't come outside
May not be a homicide but leave ya traumatized
Beat that bitch in yaknoo the pressure was applied
Gory ass shit just call me chuckys bride
Poppin Gloss Poppin Lips
Ain't none of you hoes on shit
You say i'm spoon fed but I still be flipping shit
What happened to yo brick?
Aw you got hit
Finessed all yo shit
And I'm still that bitch
Got all these hoes stressed
They throwing shade but it's neva addressed
You can't touch me i'm the best
I could never be mad i'm too blessed
Yaknoo i'm popping but i ain't no sucka
Yo man on my tip i hate that lame ass busta
I just want that birkin nah we can't be lovers
Moni the realist ain't like no other
Fuck a friend bitch i been bout my paper
You break bread then they turn into a hater
Real gangsta bitch I let ya meet yo maker
You sorry now bitch yea you betta be
They see me fly by like there go ha hip ass
They love me cuz i got class
I can flip sum shit but i ain't good at math
I'm making money but they say I'm on the wrong path
Shit, i'm just laying low and smoking on sum gas
Get the fuck out my face
Fuck out my way
Cuz i'm getting paid
Bitch is you late
Dudes so bummy
These girls so slutty
I just want that money
Can't play me like a dummy
They say im going too hard
Gas so loud it's like i'm on mars
No writer these all my bars
Neva sell my soul but still be a star
Post a bitch that ain't yours
Dumb ass shit, we knocking down doors
I don't gotta man but i'll take yours
Brittney spears gimme more
Fuck double i'll triple the pack
Sold alotta shit but never crack
Call me yo gotti i got that sack Ms. run down yo shit but i've never ran track
You give him a chance then he acts like ur basic
I got 2020 vision but i neva had lasic
I love dead presidents but i nah ain't rasict
I'm up now i can see the hate all in they faces
People be fake that's why i stay to myself
I fw the real neva needed no help
Used to love but now i'm savage so fuck what i felt...
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Writer(s): Monica Mccarthy
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