BOTH (with 21 Savage) - Tiësto & Tate McRae

If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gonna shoot you Spent a thousand dollars just to sip (just to sip muddy) Park that motherfucker in the V.I.P. I got that motherfucker on my hip I'ma squeeze (baow) I'ma squeeze (baow) We ain't really with all that internet shit (21) We ain't really with that pretending and shit (21) Come and get your bitch she actin' friendly and shit When I get inside that pussy, I be killin' that shit (killin', killin') I'm in savage mode (woah), I'm in savage mode (woah) I'm in savage mode (woah), I'm in savage mode I'm a savage on these hoes (savage) Savage on these hoes (woah) Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes (woah) I'm in savage mode (21), I'm in savage mode (savage) I'm in savage mode (savage), I'm in savage mode I'm a savage on these hoes (21) Savage on these hoes (21) Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes Cup, woah (woah) Muddy, yo (yo) Hit the yolk (yolk) Got the stick, woah (brr) Keep it on me, yah (yah) Knew you got it, yah (21) One in the head, yah Bitch, I fuckin' dare (I dare) Nigga, I double-dare (I dare) Why the fuck you stare? (Stare) Pew-pew, bet you ass don't stare (21) Red bottoms, yeah (red) Bitch, watch where you step (bitch) I'm in savage mode (brr), cook a nigga like a chef (brr) Ain't no loyalty (21), these niggas all for self (yeah) All these fuckin' stripes (stripes), I shoulda been a ref (yeah-yeah) I'm in savage mode (woah), I'm in savage mode (woah) I'm in savage mode (woah), I'm in savage mode I'm a savage on these hoes (savage) Savage on these hoes (woah) Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes (woah) I'm in savage mode (21), I'm in savage mode (savage) I'm in savage mode (savage), I'm in savage mode I'm a savage on these hoes (21) Savage on these hoes (21) Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes All that backstabbin' turned me to a savage (savage) All that fuckin' krabbin' turned me to a savage (it did) Racks inside the mattress turned me to a savage (racks, racks) I turned to a savage, bitch, I gotta have it (I gotta have it) Fell asleep in science, I love mathematics (countin' cash) Bitch, I like to add, bitch, I like subtractin' (that countin' cash) That chopper flip a nigga like he acrobatic (pop, pop, pop) He 'on't want no smoke, he 'on't want no static (want no static) I'm in savage mode, shit can get tragic (yah) I might toe tag him, I might body bag him (woah, woah) These bitches gettin' old, I already had 'em ('ready had 'em) She wanna live lavish, she don't meet my standards (21, 21) I'm in savage mode (woah), I'm in savage mode (woah) I'm in savage mode (woah), I'm in savage mode I'm a savage on these hoes (savage) Savage on these hoes (woah) Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes (woah) I'm in savage mode (21), I'm in savage mode (savage) I'm in savage mode (savage), I'm in savage mode I'm a savage on these hoes (21) Savage on these hoes (21) Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you I'm a savage on these hoes, savage on these hoes Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes I'm in savage mode, I'm in savage mode I'm in savage mode, I'm in savage mode I'm a savage on these hoes, savage on these hoes Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes

Scrape the corner Buy a Rover Crack inside my grandmas sofa Sunday, family coming over Move the crack behind the toaster Carry pistols with no holsters Trying not to be a poster You was listening to your coaches I was listening to the vultures And I slept with rats and roaches That's why I don't smoke no roaches Niggas tryna knock my focus Wonder why I'm sick of potion We happy, dog but we ain't jokers Big bullets, we ain't poking In that pussy, slow motion Nigga ain't none of my songs wrote I'm thinking to myself you ain't gang, nigga, fuck you Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should've trusted you Hoe stab a nigga in the back like the streets do Can't believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you Niggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through Gang, gang, screaming "Fuck you, they want to eat you" My son got asthma, grandma having spasms Fuck the chatter, he gon' tattle, put 'em on the platter Snakes plotting on my downfall like I'm hearing rattle (That fuck nigga gone flop man 21 ain't even no real nigga, fuck that nigga) We sticking to the G code, nigga we ain't beefin' over freak ho's I hit her on the D low, yeah she like my steelo That nigga think that he a bullet, don't like credit, Deebow 30-round hangin' out the big Glock Nigga, no six shots, shootin' 'til the clip stops You a lil' cat, I'm a big dog Nigga, when we pullin' up the stick's out Too much money got 'em pissed off Nigga, I'ma pull up at yo bitch house Fuck a niggas bitch to get a kick out it Nigga pop percs, 'gone get a kick out it Drinking on syrup with my dick out Glock-17 with the dick out I'm thinking to myself you ain't gang, nigga, fuck you Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should've trusted you Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho I'mma tint, presidential, like I'm Trump though Secret service shooters, leave 'em niggas slumped, dawg Denzel, I get surgical with this pump, dawg Busting down, breaking down, then I put it in a blunt, dawg Made a mess now, I got 21 washed out In my face, teetee and taytay in the same count I was down, bad and now I'm shining like a lamp You put a ring on her, she ain't nothing but a tramp The kicked me outta middle school and sent me to the house We 'bout that gunplay, nigga, motherfuck 'yo count 19, I bought a Cutlass, four 12's and an amp Beating down Glenwood, nigga, feeling like a champ Nigga, we ain't takin' no deals Lil nigga we ain't snitchin', we ain't making no sound Used to jump niggas, now we jumping in a crowd Used to make my mama cry, but now I make her proud I remember rainy days but now she like the sound I'm thinking to myself you ain't gang, nigga, fuck you Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should've trusted you Hoe stab a nigga in the back like the streets do Can't believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you Niggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through Gang, gang, screaming "Fuck you, they want to eat you"

Was it a wasted couple months? Sneaking outta the window, spending nights in limbo Was it all there was for us? Midnight driving, running through highland Does it make me the criminal? That I let you go That I broke us and left I hate that I never know Why you're still so caught up in my head I know you wanted a promise I wasn't ready, can I be honest? Never knew what I had until I lost it And I got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist And I snap it every time that I think about your lips Got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist Almost break it every time when I'm tryin' to forget I know that I have never been good at this Love you in a second, next you know I'm checking out of moments I shouldn't miss Now I'm looking through the photos Wishing I was different And I got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist And I snap it every time that I think about your lips Got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist Almost break it every time when I'm tryin' to forget Tryin' to forget (tryin' to forget) Tryin' to forget (to forget, to forget, to forget) Tryin' to forget I know you wanted a promise I wasn't ready, can I be honest? Never knew what I had until I lost it And I got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist And I snap it every time that I think about your lips Got this rubber band on my wrist, on my wrist Almost break it every time when I'm tryin to forget Tryin' to forget (tryin' to forget) Tryin' to forget Tryin' to forget Hmm-hmm Tryin' to forget (tryna forget) Tryin' to forget (oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) Tryin' to forget

Can't give you space 'Cause I'm scared you might run away Can't quit the chase 'Cause I fear you might hit the brakes, wait I'm sorry Nothing's makin' sense right now Keep talkin' When I'm nervous I can't slow down I'm sorry The truth is I'm freakin' out 'Cause everything, I love I lose And I don't wanna lose you too Every time I hold on It slips through my hands Every time I come on too strong I feel you pull back I gotta learn, gotta learn to let go Gotta learn, gotta learn Every time I hold on It slips through my hands I slip It slips through my hands Can't get a grip These emotions, they just won't fray Where do I fit In your life, in your everyday, hey I'm sorry Nothing's makin' sense right now Keep talkin' When I'm nervous I can't slow down I'm sorry The truth is I'm freakin' out 'Cause everything, I love I lose And I don't wanna lose you too Every time I hold on It slips through my hands Every time I come on too strong I feel you pull back I gotta learn, gotta learn to let go Gotta learn, gotta learn Every time I hold on It slips through my hands I slip back to old habits Calling you way too much Crazy, my antics Just need you way too much Back to old habits Every time I hold on It slips through my hands Every time I come on too strong I feel you pull back I gotta learn, gotta learn to let go Gotta learn, gotta learn Every time I hold on (hold on) It slips through my hands I slip It slips through my hands I slip It slips through my hands