D Savage began creating music in 2016 with “30 Round Clip”. He signed to Joey Fatts’s Cutthroat Records soon after, releasing the single “Joker”, but was dropped after not recording enough music. He signed to Republic Records in August 2017, releasing his most popular single, “I Know II”. He left Republic and signed to Victor Victor and Capitol Records in September 2018, releasing his debut mixtape, D Phoenix. He released his second mixtape, Trust No One, in 2019. Immediately after, he announced his departure from Victor Victor and Capitol and his plans to release an independent mixtape titled Bulletproof Love.
D Savage has received cosigns from the likes of Tyler, The Creator, Fredo Santana, & Playboi Carti.
In & Out
D Savage Lyrics
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These niggas wanna link
But I don't need no friends
All my friends are dead
In these Ksubi jeans, dead presidents
Niggas talkin' shit but they irrelevant
Tattoos on my face like a Mexican
And my money long, yeah, my pocket thick
Pull up to my telly, smokin' on this gas
Yeah, that shit so smelly (gas)
Used to ride in Honda, now I fly in jets
Hop right off a jet, I ride in that 'Vette
Pull up on your bitch, she gon' throw me neck
Right before the show, suckin' on this dick
Suck it 'til she choke
All my Glocks got dicks
AK came with tit's, that's a hundred rounds
Ridin' 'round my city and I'm piped up
Gotta keep a pole 'cause these niggas
They don't like us
Better bring your pole, ain't no fightin'
When those diamonds hittin'
Look like lightning
Bitch, I'm lit myself, don't need no hypeman
Sippin' on this Wock
Got me leanin' like a kickstand
Pop a Perc, got me higher than a kite, man
I think this bitch salty 'cause
She ain't my type, man
I be in and out the bank
I be in and out the bank, niggas wanna link
But I don't need no friends
All my friends are dead
I be in and out the bank
I be in and out the bank
Walkin' out the bank, aye, baby, I got racks
Aye
Take it to the trap, aye, get it right back
I just hit a lick so I'm finna go to Saks
Aye came in with a Glock, aye
They gon' fall back
Gas up in my lungs, I just bought a pump
Pull up at your mama crib
And let that shit go
I just poured a 4, Hi Tech, movin' slow
I just fucked your main bitch
Kicked her out the door
In and out the bank, aye
(in and out the bank)
Goin' hard in the paint, aye
(goin' hard in the paint)
In and out the bank (in and out the bank)
Goin' hard in the paint
(goin' hard in the paint, bitch)
The lyrics to D Savage's song "In & Out" depict a lifestyle of financial success and hedonistic indulgence. The opening lines "I be in and out the bank, these niggas wanna link" suggest that the artist is constantly handling large sums of money and attracting attention from others who desire to be associated with his wealth and status. However, D Savage asserts that he doesn't need any friends because "All my friends are dead," implying that he prefers to keep his circle small and perhaps has experienced betrayal or disappointment in past relationships.
D Savage further emphasizes his financial prosperity with the line "In these Ksubi jeans, dead presidents" which can be interpreted as a reference to the high-end fashion brand and the dominant presence of U.S. currency, representing his wealth. He dismisses those who talk negatively about him, deeming them "irrelevant," and showcases his distinctive appearance with facial tattoos, likening himself to a Mexican. Alongside his financial success, he portrays himself as sexually irresistible, with women desiring him even as he casually engages in encounters with them.
The second verse continues to reinforce the theme of material abundance and reckless behavior. He mentions riding in jets and driving a Corvette, highlighting his opulent lifestyle. D Savage also boasts about his weapons, suggesting a need for self-defense in the dangerous environment he navigates. The lyrics convey a sense of nonchalant confidence, as he asserts that his jewelry sparkles like lightning and he is his own hype man. Furthermore, his drug use, including Lean and Percocet, is mentioned, suggesting a party lifestyle and an escape from reality.
Overall, "In & Out" is a braggadocious track that showcases D Savage's financial success, extravagant lifestyle, sexual prowess, and disregard for societal norms and relationships.
Line by Line Meaning
I be in and out the bank
I frequently visit the bank to handle financial transactions
These niggas wanna link
Many individuals are interested in associating or collaborating with me
But I don't need no friends
I do not require any companions or acquaintances
All my friends are dead
The people I associate with are dangerous and involved in risky activities
In these Ksubi jeans, dead presidents
I wear expensive jeans with images of former U.S. presidents on them
Niggas talkin' shit but they irrelevant
Certain individuals speak negatively, but their opinions hold no significance or impact
Tattoos on my face like a Mexican
Similar to Mexicans, I have tattoos on my face
And my money long, yeah, my pocket thick
I have significant wealth and my pockets are filled with money
Thicker than your bitch, bitches wanna fuck
I possess more money than your girlfriend, which attracts attention from women
Pull up to my telly, smokin' on this gas
Arrive at my hotel room while smoking marijuana
Yeah, that shit so smelly (gas)
The marijuana I am smoking has a strong and noticeable odor
Used to ride in Honda, now I fly in jets
Previously, I drove a Honda, but now I travel by private jets
Hop right off a jet, I ride in that 'Vette
Immediately after landing from a jet, I drive a Chevrolet Corvette
Pull up on your bitch, she gon' throw me neck
When I approach your girlfriend, she will perform oral sex on me
Right before the show, suckin' on this dick
Just prior to my performance, engaging in sexual activity with a female
Suck it 'til she choke
Performing fellatio until she experiences difficulty breathing
All my Glocks got dicks
Each of my firearms has a protruding magazine or extended clip
AK came with tits, that's a hundred rounds
My AK-47 rifle is equipped with a large ammunition capacity, capable of holding a hundred rounds
Ridin' 'round my city and I'm piped up
Driving around my hometown while feeling high, energized, and confident
Gotta keep a pole 'cause these niggas
They don't like us
I must carry a gun for protection since there are individuals who hold animosity towards me
Better bring your pole, ain't no fightin'
If you come into conflict with me, you should bring your own firearm because physical confrontation is not an option
When those diamonds hittin'
Look like lightning
When my diamond jewelry sparkles, it shines brightly and resembles lightning
Bitch, I'm lit myself, don't need no hypeman
I am already popular and successful, I do not require an additional person to promote or hype me up
Sippin' on this Wock
Got me leanin' like a kickstand
Consuming codeine syrup makes me lean heavily, resembling the support of a kickstand on a motorcycle
Pop a Perc, got me higher than a kite, man
Taking a Percocet pill induces a state of extreme euphoria and an elevated mental state
I think this bitch salty 'cause
She ain't my type, man
I believe this woman is upset or jealous because she does not fit my preferred romantic preferences
Walkin' out the bank, aye, baby, I got racks
Exiting the bank with a large amount of money, indicating my financial success
Take it to the trap, aye, get it right back
Utilizing the trap, a location associated with illegal activities, to quickly and lucratively multiply my money
I just hit a lick so I'm finna go to Saks
Having successfully obtained a large sum of money, I am planning to shop at the high-end retail store Saks Fifth Avenue
Aye came in with a Glock, aye
They gon' fall back
Upon entering a place while carrying a Glock handgun, people will retreat or surrender
Gas up in my lungs, I just bought a pump
I have filled my lungs with marijuana smoke and recently purchased a firearm
Pull up at your mama crib
And let that shit go
Arriving at your mother's residence with the intent of causing chaos or violence
I just poured a 4, Hi Tech, movin' slow
I have consumed promethazine with codeine cough syrup, causing a slowed-down, lethargic state
I just fucked your main bitch
Kicked her out the door
I recently engaged in sexual intercourse with your primary girlfriend and promptly escorted her out of my vicinity
In and out the bank, aye
(in and out the bank)
Frequently visiting the bank for financial transactions
Goin' hard in the paint, aye
(goin' hard in the paint)
Exerting significant effort and determination in my pursuits
In and out the bank (in and out the bank)
Continuing to frequently visit the bank for financial transactions
Goin' hard in the paint
(goin' hard in the paint, bitch)
Persistently demonstrating immense dedication and ambition in my endeavors
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I hate how people complain about Pierre sounding the same in every beat. DATS HIS STYLE LOL IF HE MAKIN MONEY HE MUST BE DOIN SUM RIGHT LOL
rofj09
@Dreese he also keeps his best beats for himself and his Soss house artist. P is goated and ppl still sleep on him
Trent Brown
Right beats be 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 tho
recqn
@INDIGO what he never did what 😭😭
INDIGO
@styl1st he def inspired by dro
Alexander Uchiha
@INDIGO fax and mexikodro from zaytoven
Ethan Kim
Pierre’s beats slap harder then my step dad
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AYO WTF ??
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