Songtexte Savage - Icev

I'm taxing they ass business is business
Creep through the chimney nigga like it's Christmas
I really came up nigga rags to riches

Got this shit out da mud made it out the trenches
I realized the real die before the fake these niggas be trolls fucking with the snakes
Cuz tryna be bold put him in his place
But fuck allat that fake shit uh
Cause I'm living lavish
Bitch imma savage
Pockets got cabbage
They want my name but they cannot have it
These niggas be snakes
I know they be capping I'm upping the score hate my opps with a passion

I'm riding out solo
Keep me a stick it's apart of my fashion
No we ain't the same I'm rocking Givenchy
I'm scarred from love I'm moving real shifty
Ion need no friends I ain't giving out shit nigga I'm too stingy
Real rap legend I'm feeling like nipsey uh
I'm all bout green like celo
Can't move sloppy I feel like I'm cheecho
2 Bad bitch finna have me a trio
One bad bitch she wild damn I think she a leo uh

I slide on a opp n I score
I'm moving that weight bitch I'm working my core
Heard that nigga a troll got the drop on his ass I'm kicking his door
I feel like a rockstar nigga I'm jamming
I hit the stick I ain't talking bout madden
Heard he a bitch he rocking a dress like a beauty pageant
She got g'd by the gang heard bitch a magnet
Uh I kick that bitch out she bugging
She talk bout marriage she tweaking I ain't doing no cuffing
Stop reaching damn that nigga mc loving
Tote that stick hand to hand I ain't talking bout drumming
That nigga played snake so I had to creep
Niggas bluffing online see me In person niggas don't speak
Niggas hating on me now they want a feat

Can't get on my level now they wanna beef
Call me jeepers creepers nigga imma creep
Got a foreign Lil bitch low key she a freak
Tryna ice out my wrist n Louie my feet
I feel like a chef his ass we get to baking
Steppers on steppers yea be snaking
Got that bitch in the chum bucket like plankton
Gave that bitch my heart now she get to faking
I roll down the window glizzy get to spanking
Put his ass onna shirt nigga like a painting
Rich forever nigga Rick Ross
Them 223 flying like a moth
Got me sum steppers sliding with the chop
I'm getting money regardless
Nigga I'm heartless
Bitch I'm a leader I gotta be cautious
I gotta be cautious
Bitch I'm a savage