Future - Photo Copied lyrics

Yeah, you lucky

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

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 hit's
Out on my enemies

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

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

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

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

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