City Girls/Trackstar

You're savage, you're the baddest You're savage, you're the baddest (Big Zeeko) Tell you where I wanna go Your heart is my home I just wanna fuck your soul She said never let go I asked you how many guys You said a number and lied But it's okay, it's alright We all lie about that sometimes Why don't you text me "come over"? I'll do it for you, you don't ever do it for me You play harder to get and even harder to keep But when I +44 you, you're coming for me You're savage, nothing wrong You're the baddest, nothing wrong Is it mad if I get a thrill from City girl shit, come turn me on You're savage, nothing wrong You're the baddest, nothing wrong Is it mad if I get a thrill from City girl shit, come turn me on You're savage, you're the baddest You're savage, you're the baddest (Big Zeeko) Running to the money like a trackstar Tell a lie for the money like a pastor All these rapping ass niggas need a BAFTA Niggas singing like they in the X Factor Running to the money like a trackstar Tell a lie for the money like a pastor Share me your location, let me track ya Stole her lil' heart like a hacker I told the builder to build me a pool Fresh every day like the first day of school I've got more Chanels than the shop floor, I do Babe, I'm out in public, careful sending nudes You're the one, I buy whatever in twos Rich nigga can't do no wrong I dye my hair blonde, I'm looking like Vegeta Two tennis bracelets, Venus and Serena, yeah Young baller nigga, feeling like I'm Reece James Pussy, money, weed, I need three things The phone do 3K on a weekday Put some molly on my ha-ha, cheat day Running to the money like a trackstar Tell a lie for the money like a pastor All these rapping ass niggas need a BAFTA Niggas singing like they in the X Factor Running to the money like a trackstar Tell a lie for the money like a pastor Share me your location, let me track ya Stole her lil' heart like a hacker Four seasons, got baddies for you If you're cold, don't go near my jewels Ferrari outside, yeah, we cruising I just copped a Cali 50 for a Uzi So much time we got Nigga 40 will slide, he got shot I'm in Riyadh, baby, long way away from the block The crib is bigger, baby, I can't see the neighbours that I got Running to the money like a trackstar Tell a lie for the money like a pastor All these rapping ass niggas need a BAFTA Niggas singing like they in the X Factor Running to the money like a trackstar Tell a lie for the money like a pastor Share me your location, let me track ya Stole her lil' heart like a hacker