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作曲：Nayvadius Wilburn,Joshua Howard Luellen

作词：Nayvadius Wilburn,Joshua Howard Luellen

Yeah you lucky

Yeah I'm on savage time ni**a

I'm on savage time

I'm on ratchet time

I'm gon' smash her she so outta pocket

I'm gon' smash her but she photocopied

Once I adapted I got more options

I told her ignore that b**ch she told me yes daddy

Man she tryna get at me

Hoe you telling they business so tacky

We don't cuddle with none of you b**ches

We don't wanna hustle with none of you **

Uh I'm cool on them don't even dap them **

Uh I was in the trap they tried to trap a ni**a

I pull up in that new maybach and they wave

These ** won't show no deuces they got hoe waves

I walk inside the club and they wave

I put headshots and more hits out on my enemies

I got love for all my ** who got love for me

I got bloods crips and gds in my family tree

And everywhere I go them vice lords with me

You don't want no static we just got these things established

Bobble head b**ches they just smash automatic

Your baby momma outta pocket knowing I'm a savage

I told you give you the d**e

I told you give you that d**e

You ** don't exist we eat filet mignon

Go brazy with your b**ch she try to stay the night

The first thing in the am send her on a flight

Yeah I'm on savage time ni**a

I'm on savage time

I'm on ratchet time

I'm gon' smash her she so outta pocket

I'm gon' smash her but she photocopied

I passed her off like oh b**ch I'm him

I'm seeing the way she actin' on a gram

You misrepresenting who I am

Oh hold up

That photoshop making me nervous

I told you what's making me nervous

I know you ain't saving that p**sy

You know somebody play in that p**sy

And it's o it's okay though

I got love for all my ** who got love for me

I got bloods crips and gds in my family tree

And everywhere I go them vice lords with me

You don't want no static we just got these things established

Bobble head b**ches they just smash automatic

Your baby momma outta pocket knowing I'm a savage

I told you give you the d**e

I told you give you that d**e

You ** don't exist we eat filet mignon

Go brazy with your b**ch she try to stay the night

The first thing in the am send her on a flight

Yeah I'm on savage time ni**a

I'm on savage time

I'm on ratchet time

I'm gon' smash her she so outta pocket

I'm gon' smash her but she photocopied