I go cray wit the yay, plenty Henny in my cup Ima suck it till he numb in that murdered out truck 808 in the trunk, kush in my lungs Ran a jug on the plug, and i don’t give a fuck Bitch you know it’s on site, on my life hoe it’s on Fuck around, you gon’ find out what I’m on Beat a bitch up like the beats in my songs Hop out wit the Glock like, click, clack, duck You know who took him from you bitch, come get him back in blood Pulled your baby daddy, let him hit it back to front Caught you lackin’ and i bodied you, got rolled up like a blunt Now everybody see you cryin’ boo, i thought you was a thug? Strap check bitch, this a Mac 10 bitch Don’t belong, you lookin’ lost, get you a map quest bitch Fuck around, let my strap blow, boom, boom, pop Turn em to a John Doe, like who got shot? Lemme put y’all on to the savageville motto No face, no case, no trace, no problem They gon’ be like whaaat when I pull up on ‘em You run your mouth, i hop out wit the choppa I’m a hood bitch Hop out wit the AK, front yard, broad day, you ain’t bout the gun play See a opp, point em out, spot em, then i got em Press your luck n*gga, till I pop out and pop ya Hands up, it’s a stick up, ima poke em I got tied to tag, white chalk em, leave em open I was toppin’ him this morning, so big it got me chokin’ Had me gushin’ like the ocean, I’m addicted, oxytocin Your n*gga got the motion, i should give him a promotion Head game so official, i just call him ibuprofen Wildin’ in Miami, hope he don’t expect devotion When I’m Livin’ wit my bitches, mixin’ Henny wit emotions All about the savagery Juice, you don’t have any N*ggas throwin’ bands for me You be throwin’ ass for free I’m here movin’ pounds and keys Bitch you lookin’ raggedy My pussy so sweet, if he keep eatin’ he get cavities Growin’ up in Savageville, you gotta learn to scrap Mama told me if they punk you then you gotta whoop that ass Struggled just to eat in the San Fernando P’s Now i got diamonds in my teeth, taste like money when I say I’m F-R-E-E fuck n*gga free Everybody baby mami wanna look like me He bought tickets to my show and they front row seats Pulled up in a McLaren, said you wanna come wit me Hit a lick, dip quick, like the fuckin’ grand prix Feds come, you lay down and do the time for me Hottest bar spitter out the fuckin’ AV To LV, Marquis, in the VIP