Intro
F Gm
I'm that bitch (Yeah)
F Gm
Been that bitch, still that bitch (Ah)
F Gm
Will forever be that bitch
F Gm
Yeah (Ayy, ah)
[Verse 1]
F Gm
I'ma hood Mona Lisa, break a nigga into pieces
F Gm
Had to X some cheesy niggas out my circle like a pizza
F Gm
I'm way too exclusive, I don't shop on Insta' boutiques
F Gm
All them lil' ass clothes only fit fake booties
F
Bad bitch, still talking cash shit
Gm F
Pussy like water, I'm unbothered and relaxing
Gm F
I would never trip on a nigga if I had him
Gm F Gm
Bitch, that's my trash, you the maid, so you bagged him, ah
[Chorus]
F
I'm a savage (Yeah)
Gm F
Classy, bougie, ratchet
Gm F
Sassy, moody, nasty
Gm F
Acting stupid, what's happening?
Bitch, what's happening?
Gm F
Bitch, I'm a savage, yeah
Gm F
Classy, bougie, ratchet
Gm F
Sassy, moody, nasty
Gm F
Acting stupid, what's happening?
Gm
Bitch, what's happening? (Ayy, ah)
[Verse 2]
F Gm
Eat me and record it, but your edge-up all I'm showing
F Gm
I keep my niggas private, so his AP all I'm showing
F Gm
Beefing with you bitches really getting kinda boring
F Gm
If it ain't about the money, then you know I'm gon' ignore it
F
I'm the shit, ooh
Gm F
I need a mop to clean the floor, it's too much drip, ooh
Gm F
I keep a knot, I keep a watch, I keep a whip, ooh
Gm F
Let's play a game, Simon says I'm still that bitch, ayy
Gm
I'm still that bitch, yeah (Ah)
[Chorus]
F
I'm a savage (Yeah)
Gm F
Classy, bougie, ratchet
Gm F
Sassy, moody, nasty
Gm F
Acting stupid, what's happening?
Bitch, what's happening?
Gm F
Bitch, I'm a savage, yeah
Gm F
Classy, bougie, ratchet
Gm F
Sassy, moody, nasty
Gm F
Acting stupid, what's happening?
[Verse 3]
Gm F
Bitch, I'm lit like a match, ooh
Gm F
And any nigga I let hit is still attached, ooh
Gm F
That body right, but you know this pussy fat, ooh
Gm F
I drop a picture, now these bitches feel attacked, ayy
Gm F
Don't let that nigga gas you up and get you whacked, ooh
Gm F
I make a call and get a pussy nigga smacked, uh
Gm F
These bitches talkin' 'bout pulling, where you at? Ooh
Gm F
I'm in a Lam', bitch, catch me if you can, ooh
Gm F Gm
I'm kickin' bitches out they spot, Stalli' Chan, yeah (Ah, yeah)
[Outro]
F Gm
Niggas say I taste like sugar, but ain't shit sweet (Ah)
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