Savage Ga P Romance Lyrics
Romance by Savage Ga$p
[Intro: Savage Ga$p]
It's Lil Ga$p and Lil Wintr! (and Blatz)
[Hook: Savage Ga$p]
I'm hardly with all that romance shit
I just make the songs for the bad girls you can't hit
Type to tell to take her some shots up in Kansas
Type to walk up in here, you just stare like damn bitch
And I'm hardly with all that romance shit
I just make the songs for the bad girls you can't hit
Type to send me snaps of her cashed out in Paris
And she tell me stick to romantics, you can't spit
[Verse 1: Savage Ga$p]
But she fly like jet blue
Don't ever text back, but you know I text you
Came and you stepped through, chain on your neck too
Got Raf all on me, you know I flex too
But baby I come through
Say you ain't with that, don't need no love too
I know sometimes it turns into deuces and fuck you's
Fuck all that romance but I love that, I love you
[Verse 2: Lil Wintr]
Bitch you a ten, I'm about you
Got so many girls, there's something different 'bout you
Fuck the romance, girl I swear this ain't nothing new
I could show you off and cash out on these pants too
Cashing out on you, girl I'm really 'bout it
Something 'bout the way you moving really got me
All these hoes but you the one, I'm really 'bout this
Stacking up the cash, flex in all of my fits
[Hook: Savage Ga$p]
I'm hardly with all that romance shit
I just make the songs for the bad girls you can't hit
Type to tell to take her some shots up in Kansas
Type to walk up in here, you just stare like damn bitch
And I'm hardly with all that romance shit
I just make the songs for the bad girls you can't hit
Type to send me snaps of her cashed out in Paris
And she tell me stick to romantics, you can't spit
[Verse 3: Blatz]
And I ain't into none of that romance shit
I ain't holding hands, you won't ever catch me slow dancin'
Diamonds on me prancin', she say "Blatz, you so damn handsome"
But I can't do your love, I swear that thing is such a cancer
That's why you call my phone and I don't answer
Girl I did everything for you, I even stopped sippin' on that Fanta
I lie, say I don't miss you and you hurt, but what's worse
'cause I just can't fuck with these issues and we burnt, run and then swerve
Now I got girls that wear Fendi and Louis
They travel the world, livin' life like like a movie
Never did get caught up in drama with Ruby
She's zero below, the shawty's so cold
I love how her gold matches up with her tooly
She ride the whip, just candy paint and ruby
She ride the dick 'cause the pussy go [?]
You and the money that thing I'm pursuin'
I landed in NY, I told her this lie
We up in Manhattan diffusing our eyes
She told me she loved me, caught me by surprise
These other girls, can't stand 'em, nah
I held your heart for the ransom
You doing ghost, I need phantom
I need the answers like ScanTron
But it's still fuck that romancin'
It's Lil Ga$p and Lil Wintr! (and Blatz)
[Hook: Savage Ga$p]
I'm hardly with all that romance shit
I just make the songs for the bad girls you can't hit
Type to tell to take her some shots up in Kansas
Type to walk up in here, you just stare like damn bitch
And I'm hardly with all that romance shit
I just make the songs for the bad girls you can't hit
Type to send me snaps of her cashed out in Paris
And she tell me stick to romantics, you can't spit
[Verse 1: Savage Ga$p]
But she fly like jet blue
Don't ever text back, but you know I text you
Came and you stepped through, chain on your neck too
Got Raf all on me, you know I flex too
But baby I come through
Say you ain't with that, don't need no love too
I know sometimes it turns into deuces and fuck you's
Fuck all that romance but I love that, I love you
[Verse 2: Lil Wintr]
Bitch you a ten, I'm about you
Got so many girls, there's something different 'bout you
Fuck the romance, girl I swear this ain't nothing new
I could show you off and cash out on these pants too
Cashing out on you, girl I'm really 'bout it
Something 'bout the way you moving really got me
All these hoes but you the one, I'm really 'bout this
Stacking up the cash, flex in all of my fits
[Hook: Savage Ga$p]
I'm hardly with all that romance shit
I just make the songs for the bad girls you can't hit
Type to tell to take her some shots up in Kansas
Type to walk up in here, you just stare like damn bitch
And I'm hardly with all that romance shit
I just make the songs for the bad girls you can't hit
Type to send me snaps of her cashed out in Paris
And she tell me stick to romantics, you can't spit
[Verse 3: Blatz]
And I ain't into none of that romance shit
I ain't holding hands, you won't ever catch me slow dancin'
Diamonds on me prancin', she say "Blatz, you so damn handsome"
But I can't do your love, I swear that thing is such a cancer
That's why you call my phone and I don't answer
Girl I did everything for you, I even stopped sippin' on that Fanta
I lie, say I don't miss you and you hurt, but what's worse
'cause I just can't fuck with these issues and we burnt, run and then swerve
Now I got girls that wear Fendi and Louis
They travel the world, livin' life like like a movie
Never did get caught up in drama with Ruby
She's zero below, the shawty's so cold
I love how her gold matches up with her tooly
She ride the whip, just candy paint and ruby
She ride the dick 'cause the pussy go [?]
You and the money that thing I'm pursuin'
I landed in NY, I told her this lie
We up in Manhattan diffusing our eyes
She told me she loved me, caught me by surprise
These other girls, can't stand 'em, nah
I held your heart for the ransom
You doing ghost, I need phantom
I need the answers like ScanTron
But it's still fuck that romancin'