作词 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Leland Wayne/Pamela Sawyer/Michael Masser
作曲 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Leland Wayne/Pamela Sawyer/Michael Masser
Am I really hard to please?
Perhaps I have such special needs
I wondered what was wrong with me
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
My friends all fall so easily (b*****s)
Called the first one Savage Mode, my mood, that's what it was (21)
2016, we was ridin' round, beatin' up niggas 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
And buy me a car just 'cause (On God)
Her p***y is hard 'cause she spent a five,
My d**k game costed me a dub (21)
All my b*****s got BBLs, all my b*****s got butts (Straight up)
I ain't with the rap beef, Draco pedophile,
All of my opps get touched (Straight up)
We never ran off no marbles, 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', wipe his nose, it was
Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'
Runnin', runnin', Savage never did no
That Clasé for your wife (21), that hookah for your wife (shit)
I'm Slaughter Gang nigga, you know I brought my knife (21)
He was talkin' gangster (21), we caught him at a light (shit)
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 she ratchet, I could tell by the way that she wearin weave (21)
Smokin' on za-za, 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 (shit)
Is it an issue? Keep me a pistol, I ain't finna diss you (shit)
All that pillow talk, I'ma have to send the boogeyman to come get you
Chain hang low like a yo-yo, your b***h ride d**k 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', wipe his nose, it was
Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'
Runnin', runnin', Savage never did no
I bought a Hollywood b***h, 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 mother****in' game nigga
With your b***h ass, wacked nigga
Big facts, big 4L nigga
Big Zone 6 nigga
We run the motherfukin' city nigga
Y'all niggas know what the **** goin' on nigga
Body for body nigga, money for money nigga, we skunkin' everybody
**** your crew nigga, we'll kill your crew
B***h, b***h, b***h
(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'ma shoot you)
Are things better or worse the second time around?
Can we really do anything more than once?