Southside - Photo Copied lyrics

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Southside - Photo Copied lyrics

[Produced By: Allen Ritter, Southside & Metro Boomin ] [Intro] Yeah, you lucky [Hook] Yeah, I'm on savage time n***a I'm on savage time I'm on ratchet time I'm gon' smash her she so outta pocket I'm gon' smash her but she photocopied [Verse 1] Once I adapted I got more options I told her no, that b**h she told me "yes zaddy" Man she, tryna get at me Hoe you telling they business so tacky We don't wanna cuddle with none of you b**hes We don't wanna hustle with none of you n***as Uh, I'm cool on them, don't even dap them n***as Uh, I was in the trap they tried to trap a n***a I pull up in that new Maybach and they wave These n***as won't show no deuces they got hoe ways I walk inside the club and they wave I put headshots and more hits out on my enemies [Pre-Hook] I got love for all my n***as who got love for me I got bloods, crips, and GDs in my family tree And where ever I go them vice lords with me You don't want no static we just got these things established Bobble head b**hes, they get smashed automatic Your baby-momma outta pocket knowing I'm a savage I told you I'ma give you that dope I told you I'ma give you that dope You n***as don't exist we eat filet mignon Go brazy with your b**h she try to stay the night The first thing in the AM send her on a flight [Hook] Yeah, I'm on savage time n***a I'm on savage time I'm on ratchet time I'm gon' smash her she so outta pocket I'm gon' smash her but she photocopied [Verse 2] I pa**ed her off like "oh b**h I'm him" I'm seeing the way she actin' on the 'Gram You misrepresenting who I am Oh, hold up That photoshop making me nervous I told you what's making me nervous I know you ain't saving that p**y You know somebody play in that p**y And it's o, it's okay though [Pre-Hook] I got love for all my n***as who got love for me I got bloods, crips, and GDs in my family tree And where ever I go them vice lords with me You don't want no static we just got these things established Bobble head b**hes, they get smashed automatic Your baby-momma outta pocket knowing I'm a savage I told you I'ma give you that dope I told you I'ma give you that dope You n***as don't exist we eat filet mignon Go brazy with your b**h she try to stay the night The first thing in the AM send her on a flight [Hook] Yeah, I'm on savage time n***a I'm on savage time I'm on ratchet time I'm gon' smash her she so outta pocket I'm gon' smash her but she photocopied