megan thee stallion - savage lyrics
[intro]
i’m that b#tch (yeah)
been that b#tch, still that b#tch (ah)
will forever be that b#tch (forever be that b#tch)
yeah (ayy, ah)
[verse 1]
i’m the hood mona lisa, break a n#gga into pieces
had to x some cheesy n#ggas out my circle like a pizza (yeah)
i’m way too exclusive, i don’t shop on insta’ boutiques
all them lil’ ass clothes only fit fake booties
bad b#tch, still talking cash sh#t
p#ssy like water, i’m unbothered and relaxing
i would never trip on a n#gga if i had him
b#tch, that’s my trash, you the maid, so you bagged him, ah
[chorus]
i’m a savage (yeah)
classy, bougie, ratchet (yeah)
sassy, moody, nasty (hey, hey, yeah)
acting stupid, what’s happening? (woah, woah)
b#tch, what’s happening? (woah, woah)
b#tch, i’m a savage, yeah
classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah
sassy, moody, nasty, huh
acting stupid, what’s happening?
b#tch, what’s happening? (ayy, ah)
[verse 2]
eat me and record it, but your edge#up all i’m showing (ah)
i keep my n#ggas private, so his ap all i’m showing (baow)
beefing with you b#tches really getting kinda boring
if it ain’t about the money, then you know i’m gon’ ignore it
i’m the sh#t, ooh (ayy)
i need a mop to clean the floor, it’s too much drip, ooh (too much drip, ooh)
i keep a knot, i keep a watch, i keep a whip, ooh (i keep a whip, baow)
let’s play a game, simon says i’m still that b#tch, ayy (still that b#tch)
i’m still that b#tch, yeah (ah)
[chorus]
i’m a savage
classy, bougie, ratchet (yeah)
sassy, moody, nasty (yeah)
acting stupid, what’s happening? (what’s up?)
b#tch, what’s happening? (what’s up?)
b#tch, i’m a savage, yeah
classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah (b#tch)
sassy, moody, nasty, huh
acting stupid, what’s happening? (what’s up?)
b#tch, what’s happening?
[verse 3]
b#tch, i’m lit like a match, ooh
and any n#gga i let hit is still attached, ooh
that body right, but you know this p#ssy fat, ooh
i drop a picture, now these b#tches feel attacked, ayy
don’t let that n#gga gas you up and get you whacked, ooh
i make a call and get a p#ssy n#gga smacked, uh
these b#tches talkin’ ’bout pulling up, well, where you at? ooh
i’m in a lam’, b#tch, catch me if you can, ooh
i’m kickin’ b#tches out they spot, stalli’ chan, yeah (ah, yeah)
[outro]
n#ggas say i taste like sugar, but ain’t sh#t sweet (ah)
mwah
ayy, ayy, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, mwah
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