Megan Thee Stallion - Savage (Lyrics)

Megan Thee Stallion - Savage (Lyrics) “I’m a Savage, Classy, bougie, ratchet, Sassy, moody, nasty“ Stream/Download: Follow our Spotify Playlist: Megan Thee Stallion Follow Loku: Wallpaper: Submit your Track, questions, art or further inquiries? Please email: yoyoloku@ ➳ Savage Megan Thee Stallion Lyrics ➳ ➳ [Intro] I’m that b*tch (Yeah) Been that b*tch, still that b*tch (Ah) Will forever be that b*tch (Forever be that b*tch) Yeah (Ayy, ah) [Verse 1] I’m the hood Mona Lisa, break a n*gga into pieces Had to X some cheesy n*ggas out my circle like a pizza (Yeah) I’m way too exclusive, I don’t shop on Insta’ boutiques All them lil’ ass clothes only fit fake booties Bad b*tch, still talking cash sh*t pus*y like water, I’m unbothered and relaxing I would never trip on a n*gga if I had him b*tch, that’s my trash, you the maid, so you bagged him, ah [Chorus] I’m a savage (Yeah) Classy, bougie, ratchet (Yeah) Sassy, moody, nasty (Hey, hey, yeah) Acting stupid, what’s happening? (Woah, woah) b*tch, what’s happening? (Woah, woah) b*tch, I’m a savage, yeah Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah Sassy, moody, nasty, huh Acting stupid, what’s happening? b*tch, what’s happening? (Ayy, ah) [Verse 2] Eat me and record it, but your edge-up all I’m showing (Ah) I keep my n*ggas private, so his AP all I’m showing (Baow) Beefing with you b*tches really getting kinda boring If it ain’t about the money, then you know I’m gon’ ignore it I’m the sh*t, ooh (Ayy) I need a mop to clean the floor, it’s too much drip, ooh (Too much drip, ooh) I keep a knot, I keep a watch, I keep a whip, ooh (I keep a whip, baow) Let’s play a game, Simon says I’m still that b*tch, ayy (Still that b*tch) I’m still that b*tch, yeah (Ah) [Chorus] I’m a savage Classy, bougie, ratchet (Yeah) Sassy, moody, nasty (Yeah) Acting stupid, what’s happening? (What’s up?) b*tch, what’s happening? (What’s up?) b*tch, I’m a savage, yeah Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah (b*tch) Sassy, moody, nasty, huh Acting stupid, what’s happening? (What’s up?) b*tch, what’s happening? [Verse 3] b*tch, I’m lit like a match, ooh And any n*gga I let hit is still attached, ooh That body right, but you know this pus*y fat, ooh I drop a picture, now these b*tches feel attacked, ayy Don’t let that n*gga gas you up and get you whacked, ooh I make a call and get a pus*y n*gga smacked, uh These b*tches talkin’ ’bout pulling up, well, where you at? Ooh I’m in a Lam’, b*tch, catch me if you can, ooh I’m kickin’ b*tches out they spot, Stalli’ Chan, yeah (Ah, yeah) [Outro] n*ggas say I taste like sugar, but ain’t sh*t sweet (Ah) Mwah Ayy, ayy, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, mwah