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savage - clare siobhan lyrics

[intro]
whatever the f*ck i want to go by ?
clare
woo*hoo, woo*hoo

[verse 1: clare siobhan]
… and i deposit my check
pay me my money and show me respect
you cannot owe me for your dues and debts ?
cause i just walked in with some sh*t on my neck
who you think you scaring, this sh*t not a threat
when you come through, staring now, breaking the sweat
who do you think cares about the sh*t that you flex ?
boy, you’re just a joke in our group when we text
huh, that’s why we laughin’ everytime i get on these beats
i be spazzin’ еverytime i walk in
they all rеachin’, grabbin’ since we stopped talkin’
my ex wish he had it
huh ? boy, stop
ever since a kid at the park
boys watch fine sense of young
and jump rope and hopscotch
that’s why he calling, and i still got him blocked
stop !

[chorus]
i ain’t got the time for your games to stop
blowing up my line
i’m too busy yelling, grind, making moves
ain’t got business on my mind
if it’s up, then it’s stuck
when i say i’m done, ain’t no fuss
when i say i’m done
there’s no trust, b*tch, i’m the one, ain’t no fuss
[verse 2: clare siobhan]
hey, coke bottle shape, i got him gone
on my silhouette, hit the right spot
i got the flow and the silhouette
he probably wondering like you ain’t in your feelings yet?
i can see, i ain’t the type you’re used to dealing with
savage, never off the bench, i’m a starter, savage
i just grind and go hard
cash this, i don’t own a payment, nothing borrowed
spin it, cuz i can make some more paper tomorrow
offshore accounts filled up, build up, you can hear the flow?
still tough, still tough, i’m still on this yacht
turned up, turned up, b*tch, and you’re still broken in the cut?
swag season, l’ma rock my leather with my furs
bag season, l’ma match my shoes with my purse
what the purse? get money? y’all much?
i wait in on a purse, they check in for me like an amber alert?

[verse 3: taylor bentley]
my exes know that l’m a savage, like i’m 21
you cannot talk to me with no pay, that’s a one and done
ain’t never seen no sh*t like me, i’m a one on one
i got the juice you need to drop
come pay to get you some, call me
dion, link with cheryl now we got b*tches clueless
i tried to give your man a chance till i found out he useless (what?)
catch me at the country club in my chanel shade
i just milked your granddaddy for that lemonade
i just made him cash at me for the dinner day
you hate it, b*tches never shine, you gonna live in shade
i got a picasso in my house, we live in different ways
i just text my b*tch share like what we doing today
let’s hit the town, get drunk on her man down
let’s flood our watches tell these boys ain’t got no
d*mn time
let’s hit the mall, tear it down like some bad b*tches
take his money, f*ck his heart with some savages
[chorus]
i ain’t got the time for your games to stop
blowing up my line
i’m too busy yelling, grind, making moves
ain’t got business on my mind
if it’s up, then it’s stuck
when i say i’m done, ain’t no fuss
when i say i’m done
there’s no trust, b*tch, i’m the one, ain’t no fuss

- clare siobhan lyrics

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