Feeling Savage
Smooky Margielaa, King Combs
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Gun on my waist got me feeling savage (ayy) You don't want no trouble, but we let 'em have it Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static Call up Chris, CYN, they pull up it's tragic (ayy) Gun on my waist got me feeling savage (ayy) You don't want no trouble, but we let 'em have it Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static Call up Chris, CYN, they pull up it's tragic Me and Smook in the Coupe, you know how we do We got the loot and the juice, we want the whole crew I rock that Goyard on my waves got me feeling paid I'm moving in the black Wraith, you ain't in my lane I'm counting up, all of the bitches they after us All of my niggas is acting up I'm getting money I add it up, add it up Niggas move too funny Niggas got hoe ways Niggas always in their feelings 'Cause I got the whole wave Yeah, young nigga from the east tho But we all on the west now with the big banks Get the checks now, put the minks on with the chest out Clots put us on the map Put it on for the city Spending stack on the strap Gucci all in the hoodie In the back of the Maybach Young nigga tryna fucking ball Make M's and I want it all In the Benz but you rented yours, nigga Gun on my waist got me feeling savage (ayy) You don't want no trouble, but we let 'em have it Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static Call up Chris, CYN, they pull up it's tragic (ayy) Gun on my waist got me feeling savage (ayy) You don't want no trouble, but we let 'em have it Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static Call up Chris, CYN, they pull up it's tragic Ladies fall in line Section full of dimes Got your girl CYN, yeah she knows what's up with time You be blowing up her phone She be on my Insta live Yeah she know I really got it Yeah she know we on the rise Boy don't get crazy D rock let 'em have it Got a pocket full of baggage Lifestyle, living savage And I got the wave, what can I say? Throw a hundred in your face Your man be swagging, pushing a Jag Now I had to get the Wraith Got ten chains and ten rings I don't ever really got to stress You see these jeans, these Balmains CYN the team, you the best, word Gun on my waist got me feeling savage (ayy) You don't want no trouble, but we let 'em have it Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static Call up Chris, CYN, they pull up it's tragic (ayy) Gun on my waist got me feeling savage (ayy) You don't want no trouble, but we let 'em have it Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static Call up Chris, CYN, they pull up it's tragic
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Written by: Christian Combs, Toumani Diabate
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