I said bitch I got my .40
Can we go to the mill?
Uh
I feel the beat creeping up on me
But I can't let it get under my skin
He getting popped if he running up on me
Uh
If he want war, I go out like I'm Tony
I stay with my twin just like we Zach and Cody
If we run into trouble, then I got my
She got me sick why I'm flowing like this
I call her Vicky
Caught me with the ick
I just be riding around with the cauldron
And I tell all my haters to suck my
Don't stare at these diamonds
Just take you a pic
Matter of fact, take a flick of the fit
Rocking Chrome Hearts cause it match with the Rick
Bitch I smoke out the zip and you smoking a nick
I'm withdrawing cash when I hit the bank
You not on my level
You not on my rank
I come from a city surrounded by hate
She shaking that ass
She making it quake
I hit from the back and I'm making her queef
It was only the tip and she say it's too deep
I could make in a day what you write in a week
I'm talking everything down to the beat
I don't eat meat but ain't ducking the beef
Pop me some Envy and it had me tripping
Siping on drank and it go straight to my liver
Sipping on Wock and that shit got me sleep
I got on expensive fashion
My diamonds be dancing
I just might go Patek
Beat that boy up like I'm Raditz
That's why they call me a savage
Savage
Savage
Savage
She make it clap like applause
She getting me hard
She unbutton my pants and then pull down my drawers
When I get inside, Imma knock down her walls
If he try to shoot me and he do not kill me
Tell that boy just to spin back
You could say that I'm something like Ronald McDonald cause I ride around with the Big Mac
Make a wrong move around me, you will get wacked
900
That's where I'm from
We the B@TZ
That boy want a feature from me
Uncle Sam, I'm finna tax
If a nigga speaking on the dead
One call will take him off the map
You would think that I'm into dykes
Cause my bitch got a strap
And none of these rap niggas wanna diss me
Yeah
Cause I'm into that
I feel the beat creeping up on me
But I can't let it get under my skin
He getting popped if he running up on me
Uh
If he want war, I go out like I'm Tony
I stay with my twin just like we Zach and Cody
If we run into trouble, then I got my .40
Can we go to the mill?
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I said bitch I got my .40
Can we go to the mill?
Uh
I feel the beat creeping up on me
But I can't let it get under my skin
He getting popped if he running up on me
Uh
If he want war, I go out like I'm Tony
I stay with my twin just like we Zach and Cody
If we run into trouble, then I got my
She got me sick why I'm flowing like this
I call her Vicky
Caught me with the ick
I just be riding around with the cauldron
And I tell all my haters to suck my
Don't stare at these diamonds
Just take you a pic
Matter of fact, take a flick of the fit
Rocking Chrome Hearts cause it match with the Rick
Bitch I smoke out the zip and you smoking a nick
I'm withdrawing cash when I hit the bank
You not on my level
You not on my rank
I come from a city surrounded by hate
She shaking that ass
She making it quake
I hit from the back and I'm making her queef
It was only the tip and she say it's too deep
I could make in a day what you write in a week
I'm talking everything down to the beat
I don't eat meat but ain't ducking the beef
Pop me some Envy and it had me tripping
Siping on drank and it go straight to my liver
Sipping on Wock and that shit got me sleep
I got on expensive fashion
My diamonds be dancing
I just might go Patek
Beat that boy up like I'm Raditz
That's why they call me a savage
Savage
Savage
Savage
She make it clap like applause
She getting me hard
She unbutton my pants and then pull down my drawers
When I get inside, Imma knock down her walls
If he try to shoot me and he do not kill me
Tell that boy just to spin back
You could say that I'm something like Ronald McDonald cause I ride around with the Big Mac
Make a wrong move around me, you will get wacked
900
That's where I'm from
We the B@TZ
That boy want a feature from me
Uncle Sam, I'm finna tax
If a nigga speaking on the dead
One call will take him off the map
You would think that I'm into dykes
Cause my bitch got a strap
And none of these rap niggas wanna diss me
Yeah
Cause I'm into that
I feel the beat creeping up on me
But I can't let it get under my skin
He getting popped if he running up on me
Uh
If he want war, I go out like I'm Tony
I stay with my twin just like we Zach and Cody
If we run into trouble, then I got my .40
Can we go to the mill?
Can we go to the mill?
Uh
I feel the beat creeping up on me
But I can't let it get under my skin
He getting popped if he running up on me
Uh
If he want war, I go out like I'm Tony
I stay with my twin just like we Zach and Cody
If we run into trouble, then I got my
She got me sick why I'm flowing like this
I call her Vicky
Caught me with the ick
I just be riding around with the cauldron
And I tell all my haters to suck my
Don't stare at these diamonds
Just take you a pic
Matter of fact, take a flick of the fit
Rocking Chrome Hearts cause it match with the Rick
Bitch I smoke out the zip and you smoking a nick
I'm withdrawing cash when I hit the bank
You not on my level
You not on my rank
I come from a city surrounded by hate
She shaking that ass
She making it quake
I hit from the back and I'm making her queef
It was only the tip and she say it's too deep
I could make in a day what you write in a week
I'm talking everything down to the beat
I don't eat meat but ain't ducking the beef
Pop me some Envy and it had me tripping
Siping on drank and it go straight to my liver
Sipping on Wock and that shit got me sleep
I got on expensive fashion
My diamonds be dancing
I just might go Patek
Beat that boy up like I'm Raditz
That's why they call me a savage
Savage
Savage
Savage
She make it clap like applause
She getting me hard
She unbutton my pants and then pull down my drawers
When I get inside, Imma knock down her walls
If he try to shoot me and he do not kill me
Tell that boy just to spin back
You could say that I'm something like Ronald McDonald cause I ride around with the Big Mac
Make a wrong move around me, you will get wacked
900
That's where I'm from
We the B@TZ
That boy want a feature from me
Uncle Sam, I'm finna tax
If a nigga speaking on the dead
One call will take him off the map
You would think that I'm into dykes
Cause my bitch got a strap
And none of these rap niggas wanna diss me
Yeah
Cause I'm into that
I feel the beat creeping up on me
But I can't let it get under my skin
He getting popped if he running up on me
Uh
If he want war, I go out like I'm Tony
I stay with my twin just like we Zach and Cody
If we run into trouble, then I got my .40
Can we go to the mill?
Writer: Tyler Patton, Christian Massey
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid