LoudPackSeason - Savage, Pt. 2 (feat. James B, Brissp Beezy & Ak Risky)

Wait, Look
The team be ready to cook up
Got shooters on top better look up
These bitches be calling my phone
Can't leave me alone
I tell em im booked up
I thought I told you we savage
Pop out the cabin inspecting the gadgets
This gonna turn into jazz hands
That's how you know that we snapping
Savage
Ima monster a demon a goblin
We don't beat niggas up this ain't boxing
We chop niggas and pull up with chopsticks
I po up and go up like a rocket
Scoop a baddie her head game was solid
She gon swallow the white alcoholic
If her nigga act tough then we up in his pockets like wallets
Just tell him to stop it
I heard you talking bad on lil bro and em now I'm ready to bust
Niggas could think it's a bluff
You think that he getting up
That's for thinkin he tough
Bitches be ready to fuck
Look at the gold
Then they be tempted to touch
Niggas is running the world
Look at team
Risky be ready to dump
You know I came from the slums
Get to the money I came for the funds
Word to gang said we flaming it up
Stacking this money it's never enough
Pass it to briscoe he all in cut
Pass it to james said he running it up
Risky get low with the blicky
Believe it or not like it's ripley's
One to his chest, two in his kidney
Get you shot bust a bop like im diddy
Had a threesome with 100s and 50s
Got a stick look like pocahontas
It be poking out it make a movie like disney
Im the bigger man so I let it go
Call my blicky mulatto it let em know
Give her percys she don't get no x and os
Waste her time and then it be time to go
Im tactive
Savage, active
Mama ain't raise no addict
Cop me a half then match it
Cardio gone can't do no backflips
How could you say that we equal
I cop me a brick like a free throw
Or cop me a brick like it seem cold
This a scope not a peep hole
Pop up on scene like a cheat code
Don't think that they peeping the lingo
She came from santa domingo
Just to come fuck with the primo
Stay in the trap like I'm nino
What's yours is mine, bingo
This is a bop not a jingle
Stacking these chips like some pringles
James, briscoe, risky, big 3
Loudpack we hustle like nipsey
Po up get wet like im willy
Get lit then I go on the mission
Im looking for my competition
Catch the body we don't need a co-de
Then we pop up on the witness savage

Written by:
Akeem Luke, Christian Brown, Othello Kirkpatrick

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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