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savage - rich2litt lyrics

[intro: ski mask the slump god]
yo, you ever seen that episode of uhh
the third take almost fell through the door, i remember it
that spongebob, where sandy was like, “i wanna go ho-oome”
(i’m sweatin’, i feel like a wet beverage ’cause it’s water!)
that’s how i feel fam
what?! ayy

[pre-chorus: ski mask the slump god]
king julien, need my crown, hol’ up
i like to wear off-white in my town, and what?
rich said he got us more white just like a gown, and what?
look at my coat, it is just black and brown, uh

[chorus: ski mask the slump god]
hi my name savage, savage, savage, savage, savage
so shout-out to savage
hi my name savage, savage, savage, savage, savage
so shout-out to savage
i’m not 21, ’cause neither a gun nor knife
mike tyson you like the f-ckin’ bite
i might be flippin’ the bird at sun or night
because the desert eagle is my night-night

[verse 1: rich2litt]
big benji in my pocket blue ’cause he can’t breathe
for the guap, run around the block like an athlete
keep the hammer with me ’cause these n-gg-s wanna catch me
when i see him, beat his -ss, and leave the scene nasty
new macbook from a crack head for 30 cash
pull off in a foreign whip with a .220 on the dash
came a long way, man i bagged up a thousand grams
so much money now i gotta re-up rubber bands
weed is so purple that sh-t lookin’ like a bruise
hit this sh-t so hard i make it feel like it’s abused
and my weed so sticky think i used gorilla glue
pull up to my hood, we show you what gorillas do
pop a n-gg- top that sh-t it soundin’ like a snapple cap
i don’t ever lie, ask about me i got snapple facts
when n-gg-s touch my work they say it break off like an avalanche
sh-t so oily it won’t come off if you wash your hands
three whips on the highway, one full of c-ke
my mans crash the whip if the cops come i’m getting low
shorty riding with me shotgun and she keep the toast
dog i’m hitting 130 in a rush i gotta go
red cookies backpack and that sh-t is filled with dope
smoking from california up until i hit new york
i will never stop ’cause i’m hungry for this chicken
n-gg-s want a hundred thou, dog i want a billion

[chorus: ski mask the slump god]
savage, savage, savage, savage, savage
so shout-out to savage
hi my name savage, savage, savage, savage, savage
so shout-out to savage
i’m not 21, ’cause neither a gun nor knife
mike tyson you like the f-ckin’ bite
i might be flippin’ the bird at some or none
because the desert eagle is my night-night

[bridge: ski mask the slump god]
ayy ayy, ayy, ayy
huh (water!)
ayyyy! yuh, yuh

[verse 2: ski mask the slump god]
beat up on a n-gg- like piccolo
gigolo, tippy-toe
in my new rick owens with a missin’ toe
kisses from your misses then i stroke her hole
make her make a face like she just stepped on legos
my b-tch hot, like kettle
then make a face like we playing simon says so
she say your d-ck is small as a wet lego
racks on me, i say ’bout 50 like mayweather’s score
up like an uppercut and i’m sharp as daggers, hoe
how did my wrist so cold call me f-ckin’ frozone
way that the pistol sound sound like i just made it mow
but i don’t need your help, f-ck n-gg- rather just help myself
but i don’t need your help, f-ck n-gg- rather just help myself

[chorus: ski mask the slump god]
hi my name savage, savage, savage, savage, savage
so shout-out to savage
hi my name savage, savage, savage, savage, savage
so shout-out to savage
i’m not 21, ’cause neither a gun nor knife
mike tyson you like the f-ckin’ bite
i might be flippin’ the bird at some or none
because the desert eagle is my night-night

- rich2litt lyrics

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