Future — Photo Copied

[Intro] Yeah, you lucky [Chorus] Yeah, I'm on savage time nigga 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 bitch she told me, "Yeah, Zaddy" Man she, tryna get at me Hoe you telling they business so tacky We don't wanna cuddle with none of you bitches We don't wanna hustle with none of you niggas Uh, I'm cool on them, don't even dap them niggas Uh, I was in the trap they tried to trap a nigga I pull up in that new Maybach and they wave These niggas 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-Chorus] I got love for all my niggas 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 bitches, 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 niggas don't exist we eat filet mignon Go brazy with your bitch she try to stay the night The first thing in the AM send her on a flight [Chorus] Yeah, I'm on savage time nigga 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 passed her off like, "Ooh, bitch, I'm him" I'm seein' the way she actin' on the 'Gram You misrepresenting who I am Oh, hold up That photoshop making me nervous I told you that's making me nervous I know you ain't saving that pussy You let somebody play in that pussy And it's oh, it’s okay though [Pre-Chorus] I got love for all my niggas who got love for me I got Bloods, Crips, and GDs in my family tree And wherever I go them Vice Lords with me You don't want no static we just got these things established Bobble head bitches, they get smashed automatic Your baby-momma outta pocket knowing I'ma savage I told you I'ma give you that dope I told you I'ma give you that dope You niggas don't exist we eat filet mignon Go brazy with your bitch she try to stay the night The first thing in the AM send her on a flight [Chorus] Yeah, I'm on savage time nigga 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