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Savage Video (MV)




Performed By: Slimelife Shawty
Featuring: Lil Durk
Language: English
Length: 3:35
Written by: Durk Banks, Dylan J Berg, Malachi Hansford Haden, Wunnie Lee




Slimelife Shawty - Savage Lyrics
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[ Featuring Lil Durk ]

(Ayy YB, let's pipe 'em up, bro)
Yeah, oh, oh
(Iceberg want a bag, bitch)

They don't feel my pain (nah), this shit runnin' deep (yeah)
I'm hotter than heat (yeah), I'm harder than streets (yeah, yeah)
Niggas know the truth, f*ck a clue, bitch, I eat (on God)
Any nigga go against me, I'ma delete (gone)
Bitch, I got my racks up, all in my bag (my bag)
Yeah, bitch, I act up, no need to brag (on God)
Ain't no back and forth with a nigga who in last (in last place)
Shawty done went savage for this motherf*ckin' cash (cash, baby)

Bitch, I blew a brick on my bitch, that ain't the worry
Bitch, I blew a brick for my clique, that ain't the worry
Bitch, I'm chasin' M&M's and I'm in a hurry
Yeah, I blew that lil' bitty paper, I ain't discouraged
I might spend it on guns, choppin' shit up for fun
Show the boy how it's done, when it's smoke, niggas run
I just got into a shootout in my Louis'
But everything Gucci, I won't let a nigga do me
Won't send a shooter through digital (oh, hell nah)
This shit could get critical (for all y'all)
They know I keep racks in these Amiris like a ritual
How I let you change up on me? I should've finished you
I should've peeped you came around because it benefited you (say what?)

They don't feel my pain (nah), this shit runnin' deep (yeah)
I'm hotter than heat (yeah), I'm harder than streets (yeah, yeah)
Niggas know the truth, f*ck a clue, bitch, I eat (on God)
Any nigga go against me, I'ma delete (gone)
Bitch, I got my racks up, all in my bag (my bag)
Yeah, bitch, I act up, no need to brag (on God)
Ain't no back and forth with a nigga who in last (in last place)
Shawty done went savage for this motherf*ckin' cash (cash, baby)

Better get your mind right
We gon' go and get that money when that time right
I got some shawties from the A, shout out to Slimelife
I'm from the trenches so I really duck the limelight, yeah, yeah
You know these streets and these trenches, they ain't got the love
And I know one nigga was sellin' drugs when I say he got a plug
And I know one nigga, he so slime, he'll kill his brother for us
And I know one nigga who'll commit a murder and blame his brother for it
They said it's double attempts
Graduation, she ain't have it, she was sellin' her stamps
Stole my uncle .38, I used to take it to gym
Seventeen, got caught with some lean, know I take it for him
Blood on them weapons
Gotta watch out for these niggas, they too desperate
Reckless, I lost my cousin in my possession
That shit had me takin' Percs like it was Aspirin, I got it
Yeah, my life fantastic
I done topped the top Instagram bitch just off rappin'
Same time it's murder, they charged Ralo for traffickin'
And the way I put this shit on, they think it's a mannequin, it's not
They on my dick when I'm hot
I put a switch on the Glock
300, no switching the blocks
I'm not taking a loss
Drugs in my Balenci' socks
You get an appeal or not
I'm in your corner, that's for life

They don't feel my pain (nah), this shit runnin' deep (yeah)
I'm hotter than heat (yeah), I'm harder than streets (yeah, yeah)
Niggas know the truth, f*ck a clue, bitch, I eat (on God)
Any nigga go against me, I'ma delete (gone)
Bitch, I got my racks up, all in my bag (my bag)
Yeah, bitch, I act up, no need to brag (on God)
Ain't no back and forth with a nigga who in last (in last place)
Shawty done went savage for this motherf*ckin' cash (cash, baby)
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English

(Ayy YB, let's pipe 'em up, bro)
Yeah, oh, oh
(Iceberg want a bag, bitch)

They don't feel my pain (nah), this shit runnin' deep (yeah)
I'm hotter than heat (yeah), I'm harder than streets (yeah, yeah)
Niggas know the truth, f*ck a clue, bitch, I eat (on God)
Any nigga go against me, I'ma delete (gone)
Bitch, I got my racks up, all in my bag (my bag)
Yeah, bitch, I act up, no need to brag (on God)
Ain't no back and forth with a nigga who in last (in last place)
Shawty done went savage for this motherf*ckin' cash (cash, baby)

Bitch, I blew a brick on my bitch, that ain't the worry
Bitch, I blew a brick for my clique, that ain't the worry
Bitch, I'm chasin' M&M's and I'm in a hurry
Yeah, I blew that lil' bitty paper, I ain't discouraged
I might spend it on guns, choppin' shit up for fun
Show the boy how it's done, when it's smoke, niggas run
I just got into a shootout in my Louis'
But everything Gucci, I won't let a nigga do me
Won't send a shooter through digital (oh, hell nah)
This shit could get critical (for all y'all)
They know I keep racks in these Amiris like a ritual
How I let you change up on me? I should've finished you
I should've peeped you came around because it benefited you (say what?)

They don't feel my pain (nah), this shit runnin' deep (yeah)
I'm hotter than heat (yeah), I'm harder than streets (yeah, yeah)
Niggas know the truth, f*ck a clue, bitch, I eat (on God)
Any nigga go against me, I'ma delete (gone)
Bitch, I got my racks up, all in my bag (my bag)
Yeah, bitch, I act up, no need to brag (on God)
Ain't no back and forth with a nigga who in last (in last place)
Shawty done went savage for this motherf*ckin' cash (cash, baby)

Better get your mind right
We gon' go and get that money when that time right
I got some shawties from the A, shout out to Slimelife
I'm from the trenches so I really duck the limelight, yeah, yeah
You know these streets and these trenches, they ain't got the love
And I know one nigga was sellin' drugs when I say he got a plug
And I know one nigga, he so slime, he'll kill his brother for us
And I know one nigga who'll commit a murder and blame his brother for it
They said it's double attempts
Graduation, she ain't have it, she was sellin' her stamps
Stole my uncle .38, I used to take it to gym
Seventeen, got caught with some lean, know I take it for him
Blood on them weapons
Gotta watch out for these niggas, they too desperate
Reckless, I lost my cousin in my possession
That shit had me takin' Percs like it was Aspirin, I got it
Yeah, my life fantastic
I done topped the top Instagram bitch just off rappin'
Same time it's murder, they charged Ralo for traffickin'
And the way I put this shit on, they think it's a mannequin, it's not
They on my dick when I'm hot
I put a switch on the Glock
300, no switching the blocks
I'm not taking a loss
Drugs in my Balenci' socks
You get an appeal or not
I'm in your corner, that's for life

They don't feel my pain (nah), this shit runnin' deep (yeah)
I'm hotter than heat (yeah), I'm harder than streets (yeah, yeah)
Niggas know the truth, f*ck a clue, bitch, I eat (on God)
Any nigga go against me, I'ma delete (gone)
Bitch, I got my racks up, all in my bag (my bag)
Yeah, bitch, I act up, no need to brag (on God)
Ain't no back and forth with a nigga who in last (in last place)
Shawty done went savage for this motherf*ckin' cash (cash, baby)
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Writer: Durk Banks, Dylan J Berg, Malachi Hansford Haden, Wunnie Lee
Copyright: Lyrics © GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.


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