King Combs - Feeling Savage lyrics

[Hook] Gun on my waist got me feeling savage You don't want no trouble, but we let em have it Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static Call up Chris, cyn, there pull up it's tragic Gun on my waist got me feeling savage You don't want no trouble, but we let em have it Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static Call up Chris, cyn, there pull up it's tragic [Verse 1] Me and Smook in the coup, you know how we do We got the loot in the juice, we want the whole crew I rock that Goyard on my waves got me feeling paid I'm moving in the black Warith, you ain't in my lane I'm counting up, all of the b**hes they after us All of my n***as is acting up I'm getting money I add it up, add it up n***as move too funny n***as got hoe ways n***as always in their feelings Cuz I got the whole wave Yeah, young n***a from the east tho But we all on the west now with the big banks Get the checks now Put the minks on with the chest out Clots put us on the map Put it on for the city Spending stack on the strap Gucci all in the hoodie In the back of the Maybach Young n***a tryna f**ing ball Make m's and I want it all In the Benz but you rented yours, n***a [Hook] Gun on my waist got me feeling savage You don't want no trouble, but we let em have it Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static Call up Chris, cyn, there pull up it's tragic Gun on my waist got me feeling savage You don't want no trouble, but we let em have it Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static Call up Chris, cyn, there pull up it's tragic [Verse 2] Ladies [?] Section full of dymes Got your girl cyn, yeah she know what's up with time You be blowing up her phone She be on my instant live Yeah she know I really got it Yeah she know we in the [?] Boy don't get crazy D rock let em have it Got a pocket full of baggage Lifestyle, living savage And I got the wave, what can I say Throw a hundred in your face Your man be swagging, pushing a jag Now I had to get the Wraith Got ten chains and ten rings I don't ever really got to stress You see the jeans, these Ballmains Cyn the team, you the best, word [Hook] Gun on my waist got me feeling savage You don't want no trouble, but we let em have it Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static Call up Chris, cyn, there pull up it's tragic Gun on my waist got me feeling savage You don't want no trouble, but we let em have it Pull up, boy you scared, you don't want no static Call up Chris, cyn, there pull up it's tragic