Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Savage, artist - Yookie.
Date of issue: 27.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Savage |
Short Circuit on the beat |
Crichy |
It’s Crichy Crich, biatch! |
Let the beat drop, then we get to murder |
We gon' party all night, better close the curtains |
I ain’t let you in my circle if you ain’t workin' |
Imma have to put you out like a short circuit |
Mobbing with my gang in this bitch |
I hear a whole lot of people dropping names in this bitch |
I could never gas 'em up like a flame on a Bic |
But Imma fire everybody, got 'em changing their shifts |
I’m in that holy ghost, double cup, having a toast |
And I see their eyes through the nine, selling they soul |
While they praying for something while she giving you throat |
Imma aim for your brain when I look through the scope |
She ain’t sleeping in my bed if she ain’t perfect |
Every day I die for it, better make it worth it |
Every day I’m catching plays out in traffic swerving |
Tonight a celebration, I think I deserve it |
Hold up, better take it in doses |
Holy water in black Impalas, I feel like Moses |
Cup of rain for the pain, covered all black roses |
Tell these groupies my life a movie, I wipe all they noses |
Now what you think, 'cause you sipping drank, you on now? |
You made yourself a couple dollars but it’s gone now |
Swinging Lamborghini, we just do that shit for fun now |
Couple hundred bottles got my haters on the run now |
She ain’t sleeping in my bed if she ain’t perfect |
Every day I die for it, better make it worth it |
Every day I’m catching plays out in traffic swerving |
Tonight a celebration, I think I deserve it |