Sun Up Savage

[Intro]
Yeah
Whole crew in this
We up
We up all night (skrrt)
[Verse 1]
Pull up on a late run
Teeth gold, wrist dumb
Shorty with the thick one
Say she tryna get some
Backseat, bass shake
Nails in my skin scrape
Told her, "We don’t hit brake"
Sweat on her lip taste
She ride like a thief
Hands on the seat
Her friend in the back
Got it on beat
Laugh when she cuss
Legs on the dash
She say, "Do the most"
I say, "Bet, I’m that"
[Chorus]
I’m a sun up savage (sun up)
Go all night, that’s average (that’s light)
Bad one back at the palace
Tryna test out all my habits
Work that thing till the sky turn blush
Till the blinds can’t block that blush
She say, "Boy, you do too much"
I don’t stop till the sun come up (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Room key, top floor
Tongue on her contour
She throw it like contour
Hit it till her legs sore
Handprints on the glass
Neighbors hear the gasps
Biting on the sheets
Like she tryna make ’em last
Phone on mute, we lost
Sweat drip, lip gloss
She scratchin’ up my back
Like she tryna sign a contract
Whole gang know the vibe
They text, "You alive?"
I text back one line:
"Still in, still inside" (still in)
[Chorus]
I’m a sun up savage (sun up)
Go all night, that’s average (that’s light)
Bad one back at the palace
Tryna test out all my habits
Work that thing till the sky turn blush
Till the blinds can’t block that blush
She say, "Boy, you do too much"
I don’t stop till the sun come up (sun come up)
[Bridge]
She don’t want love, want rounds
Say my name, say it loud (say it)
Hands on hips, on ground
I hold court, she bow
Outside birds start singing
Inside headboard still ringing
"Sun up," that’s our greeting
Same time, next weekend (yeah)
[Chorus]
I’m a sun up savage (savage)
Go all night, that’s average
Bad one back at the palace
Tryna test out all my habits
Work that thing till the sky turn blush
Till the blinds can’t block that blush
She say, "Boy, you do too much"
I don’t stop till the sun come up (sun come up)

rap, Aggressive trap banger with male vocals, snarling triplet flows over dark plucked synths and heavy 808s. Hook explodes with stacked gang chants and ad-libs; verses ride a swaggering pocket with space for punchlines. Occasional risers and laser FX between lines, beat drops under key brag bars then slams back for maximum mosh energy., hip hop