Megan Thee Stallion – Savage: Lyrics and Music Video

Savage Lyrics

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)

I’m the hood mona lisa, break a nigga into pieces
Had to x some cheesy niggas 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 shit
P*ssy like water, i’m unbothered and relaxing
I would never trip on a nigga if i had him
B*tch, that’s my trash, you the maid, so you bagged him, ah

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)

Eat me and record it, but your edge-up all i’m showing (ah)
I keep my niggas 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 shit, 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)

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?

B*tch, i’m lit like a match, ooh
And any nigga i let hit is still attached, ooh
That body right, but you know this p*ssy fat, ooh
I drop a picture, now these b*tches feel attacked, ayy
Don’t let that nigga gas you up and get you whacked, ooh
I make a call and get a p*ssy nigga 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)

Niggas say i taste like sugar, but ain’t shit sweet (ah)
Mwah
Ayy, ayy, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, mwah