Futuristic
Savage (Remix)
[Intro: Michael Minelli]
Three, two, one, hit it

[Verse: Futuristic]
I'm a savage, I do damage on the track
Anybody talking crazy? You a candle, you get waxed
Hard to handle like a hand up on your back, I'm making slaps
Life a gamble it's a handful and a man that's good at craps
You should relax, I just be spitting out facts
Taking these n***as to class
That's about a fact, go visit India if you need a feature on one of your raps
Or just perhaps get you a package, it might get you cracking if your shit ain't wack
Back to the schedule programming, man
Handling beats I was ripping right off of my Mac, ugh
These n***as gimmicks, I can't fall for that
Put my heart up on the track, I run it, this is cardiac
I'm off the map, I'm all of that like Kenan and Kell was back in my momma's pad
Nineties days, before TikTok, Facebook and OnlyFans, that's real shit
Look, I'ma bring it back to actually spittin'
Actually written sentеnces that make sensе with a gifted vision
Six is infant, infinite wisdom if you would pay attention
What they speakin' defeats the purpose for me to sit and listen
This detention, now y'all in trouble 'cause you was late to this
Futuristic greatest, it is greater, check the greatest bitch
I'm made for this, came in the game and made me a name real quick
The flaming pit, I made me a million, now I'ma make it ten
[Chorus: Michael Minelli]
I'm a savage
Classy, bougie, ratchet
Sassy, moody, nasty
Hectic, stupid, what's happening?
Bitch, what's happening?
I'm a savage
Classy, bougie, ratchet
Sassy, moody, nasty
Hectic, stupid, what's happening?
Bitch, what's happening?
I'm a savage

[Outro: Futuristic & Michael Minelli]
You were supposed to write your own verse, fam
But, but you had said—
Nah—
The thing is, um—
You sassied it?
Nah, you know what? They know the song (Sheesh!)
They like the song, I ain't wanna write nothin' 'cause you the spitter and I'm just a singer so I had to let them know, bring 'em reelin' back in
Uh-huh (Ha)