Called the first one Savage Mode, my mood, that's what it was (21) 2016, we was ridin' around, beatin' niggas up in the club I know she around for the money, but act like she loyal, I don't feel the love (21) I'm so rich, get bored, might wake up, buy me a car just 'cause (on God) Her titties is hard 'cause she spent a five, my bitch titties cost me a dub (21) All my bitches got BBLs, all my bitches got butts (straight up) I ain't with the rap beef, Draco pedophile, all of my opps get touched (straight up) We ain't never ran off on no barber, but we still be hoppin' out cuts (straight up) Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' I leave all my cars Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' All my opps be Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' Wiped his nose, it was Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' Savage never did no That Clase for your wife (21), that hookah for your wife (pussy) I'm Slaughter Gang, pussy, you know I brought my knife (21) He was talkin' gangster (21), we caught him at a light (pussy) I let my young nigga do it, it was free, he wanted a stripe (on God) Havin' my way with the cheese, I'm in the den with the thieves (on God) I know that she ratchet, I could tell by the way that she wearin' her weave (21) Smokin' on Zaza, this shit came out the garden with Adam and Eve (21) Chopper go fow-fow, shoot up your pow-wow, niggas tryna make y'all bleed (21) Got out of line, spanked that baby, we had to rock him to sleep (pussy) Is it a issue? Keep me a pistol, I ain't finna diss you (pussy) All that pillow talk, I'ma have to send The Boogeyman to come get you Chain hang low like a yo-yo, your bitch ridin' dick like pogo Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' I leave all my cars Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' All my opps be Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' Wiped his nose, it was Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' Savage never did no I bought a Hollywood bitch, the club crucial (on God) I was at the Met Gala with my shooter (on God) Slaughter Gang, Gang, we don't do recruitin' (21) Say you ready to catch a body, gotta prove it Gotta prove that shit, nigga Shit ain't no motherfuckin' game, nigga Get your bitch ass whacked, nigga Big facts, big 4L, nigga Big Zone 6, nigga We run the motherfuckin' city, nigga Y'all niggas know what the fuck goin' on, nigga Body for body, nigga, money for money, nigga We skunkin' everybody Fuck your crew, nigga, we'll kill your crew Pussy, pussy, pussy "Are things better or worse the second time around? Can we really do anything more than once?"
