Savage - Slowed & Reverb

Bitch don't play us around, know the gang shit about
Flex on a dyke ho, no don't bye ho
If I gave my bitch a gun is that alright ho
Bullets they shine bright like no die ho
Bitch be all prehistoric like Dino
If I'm game I'll run Olympics
Pulled the Prada with your wishes
If you want a savage, come and bring your misses
Bitch be like a sad kid Imma giver her kisses
I don't want no side ho, only want it fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up

Make me suicidal, make me wanna die ho
Fuck that shit, I pull in the whip, and I make that ride or die ho
But the hoes on deck, no fo's on tech, Imma make that shorty my ho
Put the guns on tech and I shoot your neck, make you singing like you shiloh
Fucked up, baby you so fucked up
Why you on my mind 24/7 like you my bride though
I just want a side hoe, shoot you make you die hoe
I'm a grown man you a tadpole, with the 9's you know we got poles

Bitch don't play us around, know the gang shit about
Flex on a dyke ho, no don't bye ho
If I gave my bitch a gun is that alright ho
Bullets they shine bright like no die ho
Bitch be all prehistoric like Dino
If I'm game I'll run Olympics
Pulled the Prada with your wishes
If you want a savage, come and bring your misses
Bitch be like a sad kid Imma giver her kisses
I don't want no side ho, only want it fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up

Savage shit got ratchet bitch's, penthouse room I look suspicious
Stuck in the game, no drugs to the brain, from me to you I'll blow you kisses
No one to blame, no fucks to the game, my life is full of hit or misses
One to the dame, like Cobain the same, cause I wanna go and steal your misses
Make me suicidal, make me wanna die ho
Mom wants me to rhyme slow, thinks that shit go viral
Thinks that if I'm lyrical and rap about my life ho
I could make a million and go spend it on my life ho
Talk about me well there's not much to talk about
Look at my path and there's not much to walk around
Can you stop talking bout drugs and the money now
Finish in college start moving some money round, yeah
They think I'm someone to sleep on, for no fucking reason
Cut all the toxic shit out of my life, a savage that's right
Not someone to lean on

Bitch don't play us around, know the gang shit about
Flex on a dyke ho, no don't bye ho
If I gave my bitch a gun is that alright ho
Bullets they shine bright like no die ho
Bitch be all prehistoric like Dino
If I'm game I'll run Olympics
Pulled the Prada with your wishes
If you want a savage, come and bring your misses
Bitch be like a sad kid Imma giver her kisses
I don't want no side ho, only want it fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up, fucked up



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Writer(s): Ethan Childress
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