SAVAGE

[Intro: Nina Simone & BLOODIE]
Birds flying high (Brrt)
You know how I feel (ooh) (Ah, Ah, Nigga Ah ha)
It's a new day
You know how I feel (ooh)
Grrt-ta
Ahh, ahh (Said like—)

[Chorus: BLOODIE & DudeyLo]
Extra sturdy bro, I keep a gun
Bro got a shot like he play for the Suns, like
What he gon’ do if they run?
Shots to his chest made him cough up a lung
How the fuck he alive?
Like got the news could’ve sworn that he died
Everything K but we don’t pick a side
Bro, somethin' gon’ drop every time that we— (Bow bow bow!)

[Verse 1: DudeyLo & BLOODIE]
Mama love called me like, “Dudey, where you at?” (Where you at?)
I said, "Mama, I’m good, what you doing?"
She said "boy, just keep making that music"
I told her I got her, no cap
She said "I had a dream that you died"
That shit really brought tears to my eyes
Now I gotta keep toting this knock
Now we back in the field
Imma hang out the V I told bro grab the wheel
Sha Gz keep dissing better stay with his steel
Like, he left his mans to get killed (Oh my God)
Put the beam on the—, uh
I put the beam on the G
On they block bout to hop out the V
With two Os and I came with a sleeze (Ah Ha)

[Verse 2: Bloodie & DudeyLo]
When you creep on the opps better watch for them hits
Like if he reach nigga you flick
Like funny car, black tints
That’s either the Ds or the opps in the whip
Lil Ndot pussy, suck dick (Ah Ha)
Nigga snuck out the stu, nigga could’ve got stripped
Now let’s keep it real, how many died for spinnin' the Hill?
Woo Lotti got poked, they watched him spill
Nigga, Frank got shot, should’ve stayed out the field, like

[Chorus: Bloodie]
Extra sturdy bro, I keep a gun
Bro got a shot like he play for the suns, like
What he gon’ do if they run?
Shots to his chest made him cough up a lung
How the fuck he alive?
Like got the news could’ve sworn that he died

[Verse 3: DudeyLo]
Too tact, I ain’t taking this mask off
I told bro throw the alley off backboard
Like Imma clap him
Kal G got whacked and that’s word to my dead’s we was laughin' (Kalvin!)
Like free Banga, that’s really my savage
Mr. Hop out the V let him have it
Like for Edot I ball like a Maverick
We put niggas on screens like a Crooklyn reaction
Sha— Sha Gz you fled
Like, better hope we don’t see you again
Ahh, better hope you don’t die like ya friend
Ahh, to this day nigga still smokin' Glenn (Lotti)

[Chorus: BLOODIE & DudeyLo]
Extra sturdy bro, I keep a gun
Bro got a shot like he play for the Suns, like (I got a shot)
What he gon’ do if they run?
Shots to his chest made him cough up a lung
How the fuck he alive?
Like got the news could’ve sworn that he died
Everything K but we don’t pick a side
Bro something gon’ drop every time that we—
(Bow bow bow, nigga!)

[Outro: DudeyLo]
Like, baow baow baow
It's that DudeyLo, nigga man
Every fuckin' track you heard?
Shot-After-Fuckin-Shot
Ayo BLOODIE, get that nigga
Ah Ah Ah Ah