Lasting▌

Im a make them pick ways
I might move it out to biscayne
I ain’t never scared of no fade
And it’s all real, no faze
I might cop a play
Ran up a new spot today
Caravans in a Escalade like a escapade
No tax, fuck Uncle Sam I’m on my taliban
Baby hand me a couple bands because she a fan
On my grown man, feeling grand tryna buy the land
And the sand, and I’ll bring the fam
They gone need a tan
God damn, everything got to be superior
Sleep is the cousin of death and I’m out here delirious
Kill streak, I got that red dot if niggas curious
I ain’t worried, they gone bust shots if niggas fearing us
Broke bitch, she on some broke shit
That shit is weird to us
I’m just about my green like kale, spinach, asparagus
Aye
I just want my cake like a fat dude
I’m the nigga your choosey bitch gave them bands to
And they wonder why it’s so many bitches we ran through
One percent, I’ll show you the steps like its dance school

Chorus:
OGs told me be a savage
Aye nigga be a savage
Tell that young nigga be a savage
Tell that nigga be a savage
He gone have to be a fucking savage
If he gone last up out here, be a savage
If you gone last out here, be a savage (savage)
Last out here, be a savage
Last out here, be a savage