Savage

You could’ve told me you a savage Now I’m mad and embarrassed Lord I fell I’m like Paris Not my plan to get married Said, it’s not my plan to get married All of this money that I carry I'm smoking loud-y like Paris I would die for you if you dare me Don’t you wish me bad, you might parish She said meet my dad and I’m nervous He be looking, I’m grabbing on purpose And if he get mad you deserve it You could’ve told me you a savage Now I’m mad and embarrassed Lord I fell I’m like Paris Not my plan to get married You could’ve said You been living for the damage You were nothing like the average Really should’ve said you a savage Now a nigga dealing with the damage And that’s okay, I ain’t even mad Big drip cost me a big bag Smoke jets I don’t even jet lag One man gold is another man trash (Could’ve told me you a savage) You could’ve told me you a savage Now I’m mad and embarrassed Lord I fell I’m like Paris Not my plan to get married “You’re worried about my husbands safety? No one in this world can kill the man, he’s a cucaracha And I mean that in every sense of the word Sometimes you just wanna crush his little filthy head with your shoe But he won’t die, that motherfucker is un-kill-able, so you can relax.” --- Savage - Zoocci Coke Dope and Die Mondez