Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Savage, artist - Nechie. Date of issue: 25.07.2019
Song language: English
Savage |
| Yeah, geeked like this |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, geeked like this |
| Yeah, yeah, geeked like this |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, geeked like this |
| Yeah, addict, money savage |
| Yeah, cabbage, ooh, I got carats |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, that’s it |
| That two door Bent it |
| That money, yeah, I get it |
| I talk cash shit |
| Ain’t no credit, hundred bands shit |
| Rubber band it, boy, don’t panic |
| Yeah, bet you cannot get like this |
| I talk cash shit, bitch, I’m fresher than a mint |
| Yeah, ooh, money bandit, I eat relish |
| Money sandwich, got a fetish |
| Get like me, yeah, geeked off E |
| Don’t pay for pussy, get that for free |
| Got a team full of titans just like Tennessee |
| Keep a cup of lean, ain’t no Hennessy |
| Bet you can’t get like me |
| Yeah, two door Bent, yeah, that’s it |
| Got your bitch, pay her rent, made that bitch eat a dick |
| Yeah, her mouth, I stand in |
| Yeah, you can’t get like me so understand it |
| I’m a money savage |
| Yeah, geeked like this |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, geeked like this |
| Yeah, yeah, geeked like this |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, geeked like this |
| Yeah, addict, money savage |
| Yeah, cabbage, ooh, I got carats |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, that’s it |
| That two door Bent it |
| That money, yeah, I get it |
| I talk cash shit |
| Ain’t no credit, hundred bands shit |
| Rubber band it, boy, don’t panic |
| I take this gold rope off my neck and then put it on your head (Put on your |
| head) |
| I take this ho and turn her to a slut, but first she was fed (Yeah, slatt) |
| I put a brick on top a brick, I hit a lick right behind Ricks |
| I had the stick (Uh), I let it spit (Uh), leavin' 'em dead (Glatt) |
| Get like this, twenty bricks on my fist (Woo, woo) |
| Get like this, all my slime niggas rich (Yeah, slime) |
| I put this bitch in front of the street, hope she get hit (Hope she get hit) |
| I leave 'em squared away, I hope it get squared today (Squared today) |
| Get like this, give a million to my bitch (My bitch) |
| Get like this, fuck poppin' a bottle of Cris' (Like this) |
| Drinkin' on Act', got purple icy, bitch |
| Hop in the Jag, skrrt, skrrt, slatt |
| Yeah, geeked like this |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, geeked like this |
| Yeah, yeah, geeked like this |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, geeked like this |
| Yeah, addict, money savage |
| Yeah, cabbage, ooh, I got carats |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, that’s it |
| That two door Bent it |
| That money, yeah, I get it |
| I talk cash shit |
| Ain’t no credit, hundred bands shit |
| Rubber band it, boy, don’t panic |