No Advance lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
Fuck her in my Rollie (21)
Fuck her in my Rollie
I'ma fuck her in my Rollie (My Rollie)
Fuck her in a Rover (Rover)
Fuck her in a Rover
I'ma fuck you in the Rover (21)
Bend the bitch over (Bend her over)
Bend the bitch over
I'ma bend the bitch over (Bend it over)
Fuck her on a sofa
Fuck her on a sofa
I'ma fuck her on the sofa (21)
Metro Boomin want some more nigga
I smashed the stripper in the hotel with my chains on (Bling blaow)
I'm playin' with her kitty with my VVS rings on (21)
Shawty savin' hoes, told that boy put his cape on (21)
My partner down the road, I'm talkin' to him on Tango (F'real)
I put that bitch in a Porsche (Skrrt)
I bought that bitch a new Yorkie (Roof)
I scrapin' the bowl with the fork (Skrrt)
Scrapin' the bowl with the fork (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'm fuckin' that bitch in my Vans (21)
I pull up and shoot at your mans (Pew)
You steal, I'ma cut off your hands
Independent, I don't need no advance
I'm in diamond district 'bout to buy a new watch (Rollie)
I'm fuckin' on a model and we ridin' a yacht (21)
They like, "Savage, boy you came a long way from that pot" (I did)
I'm still a street nigga so I keep me a Glock (Pew, pew, pew)
I made it off the block, bitch I beat the statistics
I told that bitch I got a bitch so don't you leave me with hickeys (Ya dig?)
Bitch I'm on them Percs, got me twitchin' and itchin' (Twitchin')
Drinkin' all this syrup, I'm bout to fuck up my kidneys
Young Savage, I get high just like Bobby and Whitney (21)
And plus I'm rich bitch, I ain't gon' need me no pension (Bitch)
I walk off in a room, I be feelin' the tension
I swear these niggas like hoes, all that whinin' and bitchin' (21)
I smashed the stripper in the hotel with my chains on (Bling blaow)
I'm playin' with her kitty with my VVS rings on (21)
Shawty savin' hoes, told that boy put his cape on (21)
My partner down the road, I'm talkin' to him on Tango (F'real)
I put that bitch in a Porsche (Skrrt)
I bought that bitch a new Yorkie (Roof)
I scrapin' the bowl with the fork (Skrrt)
Scrapin' the bowl with the fork (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'm fuckin' that bitch in my Vans (21)
I pull up and shoot at your mans (Pew)
You steal, I'ma cut off your hands
Independent, I don't need no advance
I'ma count a lot of cash (Cash)
Smoke a lot of gas
I'ma count a lot of racks (Racks)
Walk around with straps (Gang)
Walk around with MACs
I'ma walk around with MACs (Blat)
All my niggas blood (Blood)
All my niggas blat
All my niggas blat (Blat, blat)
All my niggas pull up on the scene in that motherfucker bloody, leave a pussy nigga whacked (21)
21 Gang (Gang), Slaughter Gang (Slaughter), Murder Gang (Murder)
PDE Magnolia thing (Paradise), you niggas can't hang with the gang (No you can't)
You niggas can't walk round with chains (Nothin')
We snatchin' your chains
Snatchin' your stain (21)
We snatchin' your main (21)
Fuck on your main (Your main)
She gon' fuck on the gang
And kickin' her out (Kick her out)
Put that dick all in her mouth (Her mouth)
I just might fuck on your spouse (Spouse)
I just might nut on her blouse (Eugh)
Diamonds on me water, whew (Water)
I'm a dog, bitch, roof (Roof)
I got golds on my tooth (My teeth)
24 on my tooth (Karats)
Fuck her till that pussy loose (Loose)
Bout my check nigga, swoosh (Swoosh)
Strapped up in the booth (21)
Strapped in the coupe (Coupe)
I'm strapped up in the club (Club)
I can't show these niggas love (21)
You a bum, you, you wearin' Lugs (Uh)
All my crips screamin' cuz (21, 21)
I smashed the stripper in the hotel with my chains on (Bling blaow)
I'm playin' with her kitty with my VVS rings on (21)
Shawty savin' hoes, told that boy put his cape on (21)
My partner down the road, I'm talkin' to him on Tango (F'real)
I put that bitch in a Porsche (Skrrt)
I bought that bitch a new Yorkie (Roof)
I scrapin' the bowl with the fork (Skrrt)
Scrapin' the bowl with the fork (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'm fuckin' that bitch in my Vans (21)
I pull up and shoot at your mans (Pew)
You steal, I'ma cut off your hands
Independent, I don't need no advance
No Heart lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
[Intro]
Southside, Southside on the, Southside on the, hey
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
[Chorus]
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?
Why these niggas cappin' so hard?
Why you got a 12 car garage?
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?
'Cause these niggas pussy and I'm hard
I turn that fucking soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I'm praying to my Glock and my carbon
I sit back and read, like Cat in the Hat
21 Savage, the cat with the MAC
21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood but I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back
Stuart Little, heard these niggas some rats
Pockets full of cheese, bitch I got racks
I'm a real street nigga bitch
I am not one of these niggas bangin' on wax
Pussy niggas love sneak dissing 'til I pull up on 'em, slap 'em out with the fire
Wet your mama's house, wet your grandma's house, keep shootin' until somebody die
So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar, thought it was Fourth of July
You was with your friends playing Nintendo, I was playin' 'round with that fire
Seventh grade I got caught with a pistol, sent me to Panthersville
Eighth grade started playin' football, then I was like fuck the field
Ninth grade I was knocking niggas out, nigga like Holyfield
Fast forward nigga, 2016 and I'm screaming fuck a deal
Bad bitch with me, she so thick, I don't even need a pill
I listened to your raps, thought you was hard
You ain't even street for real
Niggas love sneak dissing on Twitter
They don't want beef for real
And all these niggas play like they tough
'Til a nigga get killed
'Til a nigga get spilled,
'Til your blood get spilled
I'mma at your favorite rapper, shoot him like I'm John Dill'
"I been with you since day one. Savage, I ain't even hating."
So what's up with all that Instagram shit?
"Savage, I was just playin'."
Y'all pussy niggas fakin', bitch I hang around them Haitians
Pull up on you, tie your kids up
Pistol whip you while your bitch naked
"Come on, man. Savage, you know I always play your mixtape."
Yeah, nigga, fuck all that, ask your bitch how my dick tastes
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?
Why these niggas cappin' so hard?
Why you got a 12 car garage?
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?
'Cause these niggas pussy and I'm hard
I turn that fucking soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I'm praying to my Glock and my carbon
So much dope that it broke the scale
They say crack kills, nigga my crack sells
My brother in the kitchen and he wrappin' a bale
Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt
Chain swangin', diamonds blangin', hold up
Pistol swangin', gang bangin', hold up
Niggas actin', like groupies, they don't know us
Little do they know their bitches fuckin' on the tour bus
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?
Why these niggas cappin' so hard?
Why you got a 12 car garage?
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?
'Cause these niggas pussy and I'm hard
I turn that fucking soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I grew up in the streets without no heart
So much dope that it broke the scale
They say crack kills, nigga my crack sells
My brother in the kitchen and he wrappin' a bale
Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt
X lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin (feat. Future)
[21 Savage:]
Ten bad bitches in a mansion
Wrist on Milly Rock, them diamonds on me dancin'
When you workin' hard, then your money start expandin'
I got model bitches wanna lick me like some candy
And them drugs come in handy
Last name Savage, bitch, but no, I'm not Randy
Hit her with no condom, had to make her eat a Plan B
And I'm sippin' on that Codeine, not Brandy (21)
Hah (Hah) I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch (Hah)
Huh (Hol' up) I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch (Hah)
Hol' up, I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up) I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch (21, 21, 21)
Fuck a wedding ring, I bought a necklace (21, 21)
Diamonds got the flu, try not to catch this (21, 21)
I left that ho alone 'cause she was ratchet (Hah, woah, woah)
All these bitches salty, they can't stand me (Hah, woah)
[21 Savage {Future}:]
Flexin' on that bitch, hol' up (Flexin' on that bitch)
Bought a necklace on that bitch, hol' up (21, 21)
Her friend gon' lick me like a fruit roll up (Roll, up, roll up)
She in her feelings on the 'Gram, grow up {Bandz}
[Future:]
21! Flexin' on that bitch, hol' up (Hol' up)
I ain't textin' back that bitch, hol' up (No way, no way)
I ain't stressin' bout that bitch, hol' up (Savage)
21 gon' get the stick, hol' up
[21 Savage {Future}:]
Hol' up, hol' up, bitch I like to ball (Like to ball)
Hol' up, hol' up, without no weave, you bald
Hol' up, bitch I spent your rent inside the mall (21, 21)
Hol' up, she got a nigga, but he broke, she lost {Savage}
[Future:]
Hol' up, at this private __cpLocation
Hol' up, put her back in rotation (Woo)
Hol' up, bitches on me, immigration
Hol' up, goin' through the translations
[21 Savage {Future}:]
Hah (Hah) I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch (Hah)
Huh (Hol' up) I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch (Hah, {21})
Hol' up, I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up, {hol' up, nigga}) I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch (21, 21, 21)
Fuck a wedding ring, I bought a necklace (21, 21, {21})
Diamonds got the flu, try not to catch this (21, 21)
I left that ho alone 'cause she was ratchet (Hah)
All these bitches salty, they can't stand me ({Woo}, hah)
[21 Savage {Future}:]
Hol' up (Hol' up) bitch my Rolex on fleek (On fleek)
Hol' up, bitch my diamonds on fleek (Bling, blaww)
Hol' up, I got gold on my teeth (Hol' up, on my teeth, teeth)
Hol' up, you got Rainbow on your feet? (Broke bitch, {Bandz})
[Future (21 Savage):]
Hol' up, corny niggas don't impress me
Hol' up, never let a bitch dress me
Hol' up, can't no motherfuckin' judge check me
Hol' up, I don't give a fuck about no ring (Yuh)
[21 Savage {Future}:]
Hol' up, money make my old bitches hate me
Hol' up (hol' up) bitch you still stay on Section 8 (Broke bitch)
Hol' up, my new bitch wetter than a lake (Wet as fuck)
Hol' up, and she love to let me paint her face {21}
[Future (21 Savage):]
Hol' up, fell in love with some good throat
Hol' up, fell in love with some good throat
Hol' up, ripped them confidential papers up
Hol' up, you done made me wake my savage up (21, 21), hol' up
[21 Savage {Future}:]
{Hah} (Hah) {I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch} (Hah)
{Hol' up} (Hah) {I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch} (Hah)
{21, I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch} (Hol' up)
{Poof} (Hol' up) {I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch} (21, 21, 21)
Fuck a wedding ring, I bought a necklace (21, 21)
Diamonds got the flu, try not to catch this (21, 21)
I left that ho alone 'cause she was ratchet (Hah)
All these bitches salty, they can't stand me (Hah)
[21 Savage:]
Ten bad bitches in a mansion
Wrist on Milly Rock, them diamonds on me dancin'
When you workin' hard then your money start expandin'
(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
[Future:]
And them drugs come in handy
Last name Hendrix, bitch, but no, I'm no Jimi
Hit 'em with no condoms, shipped her right back out the country
And I'm sippin' Codeine, tats all on my stomach
Savage Mode lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gonna shoot you
Spent a thousand dollars just to sip (Just to sip muddy)
Park that motherfucker in the V.I.P. (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I got that motherfucker on my hip (Chh-chh)
I'ma squeeze (Baow), I'ma squeeze (Baow)
We ain't really with all that internet shit (21)
We ain't really with that pretending and shit (21)
Come and get your bitch, she actin' friendly and shit
When I get inside that pussy, I be killin' that shit (Killin', killin')
I'm in savage mode (Woah), I'm in savage mode (Woah)
I'm in savage mode (Woah), I'm in savage mode
I'm a savage on these hoes (Savage), savage on these hoes (Woah)
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes (Woah)
I'm in savage mode (21), I'm in savage mode (Savage)
I'm in savage mode (Savage), I'm in savage mode
I'm a savage on these hoes (21), savage on these hoes (21)
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes
Cup, woah (Woah)
Muddy, yo (Yo)
Hit the yolk (Yolk)
Got the stick, woah (Brr)
Keep it on me, yah (Yah)
Knew you got it, yah (21)
One in the head, yah (Chh-chh)
Bitch, I fuckin' dare (I dare)
Nigga, I double-dare (I dare)
Why the fuck you stare? (Stare)
Pew, pew (Pew, pew), bet yo ass don't stare (21)
Red bottoms, yeah (Red)
Bitch, watch where you step (Bitch)
I'm in savage mode (Brr), cook a nigga like a chef (Brr)
Ain't no loyalty (21), these niggas all for self (Yeah)
All these fuckin' stripes (Stripes), I shoulda been a ref (Yeah-yeah)
I'm in savage mode (Woah), I'm in savage mode (Woah)
I'm in savage mode (Woah), I'm in savage mode
I'm a savage on these hoes (Savage), savage on these hoes (Woah)
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes (Woah)
I'm in savage mode (21), I'm in savage mode (Savage)
I'm in savage mode (Savage), I'm in savage mode
I'm a savage on these hoes (21), savage on these hoes (21)
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes
All that backstabbin' turned me to a savage (Savage)
All that fuckin' krabbin' turned me to a savage (It did)
Racks inside the mattress turned me to a savage (Racks, racks)
I turned to a savage, bitch, I gotta have it (I gotta have it)
Fell asleep in science, I love mathematics (Countin' cash)
Bitch, I like to add, bitch, I like subtractin' (That countin' cash)
That chopper flip a nigga like he acrobatic (Pop, pop, pop)
He don't want no smoke, he don't want no static (Want no static)
I'm in savage mode, shit can get tragic (Yah)
I might toe tag him, I might body bag him (Woah, woah)
These bitches gettin' old, I already had 'em ('Ready had 'em)
She wanna live lavish, she don't meet my standards (21, 21)
I'm in savage mode (Woah), I'm in savage mode (Woah)
I'm in savage mode (Woah), I'm in savage mode
I'm a savage on these hoes (Savage), savage on these hoes (Woah)
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes (Woah)
I'm in savage mode (21), I'm in savage mode (Savage)
I'm in savage mode (Savage), I'm in savage mode
I'm a savage on these hoes (21), savage on these hoes (21)
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
I'm a savage on these hoes, savage on these hoes
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes
I'm in savage mode, I'm in savage mode
I'm in savage mode, I'm in savage mode
I'm a savage on these hoes, savage on these hoes
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes
Bad Guy lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
I'm a fuckin' bad guy nigga
Murder Gang nigga
Two guns up
I'm poppin' ain't I
I got ten racks in every damn pocket ain't I
(21, 21)
I'm poppin' ain't I
I got ten racks in every damn pocket ain't it
She seen the savage and her panties went to droppin' ain't it
Diamonds dancin' on a nigga, playin' hockey ain't I
(Bling-blaow-blaow-blaow)
Run up a check and I bag and I fuck it, I love it
She lickin' and lickin' and suckin' I love her
Motherfuck a wedding bitch I'm a dog
Motherfuck a label, bitch I'm a boss
Swiper no swiping, niggas stealin' sauce
Came from the mud, nigga paid the cost
Hundred thousand cash, hid it in the lawn
It ain't bout a bag, I don't wanna talk
(21, 21, 21)
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
I fucked his baby moms he's a mad guy
Nigga you ain't gettin' no money, you a sad guy
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
Hundred round drum, I'm a bad guy
Blow this bitch up like Osama, I'm a bad guy
I'ma do the dash when I back out
I'm a rich nigga, I can't take the trash out
Better cuff your bitch I brought my cash out
Nigga better watch they mouth cause I'll spazz out
Catch a nigga down bad and I'll air it out
Bitch I rep that Murder Gang and we'll clear it out
Catch a nigga main bitch and we gon' shell out
And she so fine, I love the way that booty spread out
And you know I keep that Glock with the red dot
Shoot a nigga in his face, he ain't bad now
(21, 21)
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
I fucked his baby moms he's a mad guy
Nigga you ain't gettin' no money, you a sad guy
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
Hundred round drum, I'm a bad guy
Blow this bitch up like Osama, I'm a bad guy
I'm poppin' ain't I
I got ten racks in every damn pocket ain't I
(21, 21)
I'm poppin' ain't it
I got ten racks in every damn pocket ain't I
She seen the savage and her panties went to droppin' ain't it
I'm poppin' ain't I
I got ten racks in every damn pocket ain't I
(21, 21)
I'm poppin' ain't I
I got ten racks in every damn pocket ain't I
She seen the savage and her panties went to droppin' ain't it
Diamonds dancin' on a nigga, playin' hockey ain't I
Diamonds dancin' on a nigga, playin' hockey ain't I
Real Nigga lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
Savage
21 Savage, the one and only
How it feel to be a real nigga, man
21
Them same niggas doubted me
Now they tryna hang around a nigga
I ain't got nothin' but bullets for you, nigga
I feel like a bully to you, nigga
I ain't countin' nothin' but hundreds, nigga
Ain't nothin' but mud in my stomach, nigga
I kept it real with a lot of niggas
Ain't gotta deal with a lot of niggas
I ain't sign no deal like a lot of niggas
So they don't treat me like I'm poppin', nigga
I kept it trill with all the trill niggas
I get accepted by the real niggas
I was raised to be a real nigga
Every nigga 'round me like to kill niggas
Red bottoms on a real nigga
She tryna suck it through the Hilfigers
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
Bronx niggas say I'm ill, nigga
All the pain, had to let it go
Now it ain't no place I can't go
Watch me thumb through that bankroll
Ain't no ones in this bankroll
Ain't nothin' but blues in this bitch, nigga
On Boulevard with the Crips, nigga
She got an ass, but her titties little
But I hope she brought her sister with her
'Cause you know I got the gang with me
You know ain't a damn thing changed with me
Got them VVS's on me now
Got them VVS's on me now
Look at my watch, this shit done cost a house
You talkin' to a boss, please watch your mouth
That boy came a long way, didn't he?
Yeah, I came a long way, didn't he?
That boy came a long way, didn't he?
Now I'm ballin', Hardaway, Penny
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
Mad High lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
On me, I be mad high
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Dressed in Bathing Ape, I be mad fly
Savage sending hits like a wise guy
I'ma sit in front the judge and tell a damn lie
Nigga I be mad high, mad high, mad high
Mad high, mad high, mad high, mad high
Nigga I get mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly
Mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Why you drop that dirty in that Mountain Dew?
Why you go and chop the brains off that coupe?
So I can shoot a pussy nigga out the roof
I feel like Bishop young nigga, I got the juice
I'm 'bout my check lil nigga like swoosh
Yeah I rap but I'm still chopping shit
Pull up on your block and shit
Extendos in them Glocks and shit
21, we poppin' shit
Lord forgive me, lord forgive me, cause I'm sinning
I spent two thousand at the dentist
This a foreign lil nigga, not no hemi
We drinking Actavis, ain't drinkin' on no Remy
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Dressed in Bathing Ape, I be mad fly
Savage sending hits like a wise guy
I'ma sit in front the judge and tell a damn lie
Nigga I be mad high, mad high, mad high
Mad high, mad high, mad high, mad high
Nigga I get mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly
Mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly
Pull up on a back street, roll the window down
Pull up on a back street, another nigga down
That AK47 turn your smile into a frown
Bitch I'm from the street, I turn a seven to a pound
I left my baby mama and I went and got a model
You can't get no guala if you don't know how to swallow
What the bombaclot, I feel like oscar cause I'm a shotta
You say you gettin' money what you using as your product?
I hit my first lick and I spent that shit on Prada
Nigga sneak dissin', I got shots for all your partners
Bitch I'm from the six, I eat soul food, not Benihanas
I keep that 223, I knock your head up out your Honda
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Dressed in Bathing Ape, I be mad fly
Savage sending hits like a wise guy
I'ma sit in front the judge and tell a damn lie
Nigga I be mad high, mad high, mad high
Mad high, mad high, mad high, mad high
Nigga I get mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly
Mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly
If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you
Feel It lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
Now first of all where I'm supposed to start
When I first met you man another nigga had your heart
But, I'ma player so you know a playa played his part
Smooth talkin', conversation took a nigga broad
I'm on the road doin' shows, seem like we fell apart
She think a nigga fuckin' groupies, I'm just grindin' hard
Your family said we wouldn't last, but we beat the odds
Bonnie and Clyde, she was with a nigga stealin' cars
These streets so dirty, I just want someone who really there
Can't fake love, I just want someone who really care
Be loyal to me, want somebody I ain't gotta share
Open your eyes, baby girl, real niggas rare
All my dog ways, had to put 'em in a kennel
I'm a savage to these niggas, but to her I'm gentle
I'm a savage to these niggas, but to her I'm gentle
I'm just sippin' on this mud, you was on my mental
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I'ma grab her by her hair
I'ma fuck her like a bear, I'ma fuck her like a bear
Red bottoms on her, yeah
Buy her Gucci, Fendi, yeah
She too stiff on niggas, yeah
She gon' make these niggas stare
I'ma fuck her with no condom
I'ma let her meet my momma
I'ma take her out that Honda
I'ma put her in the foreign
Spoiled, she ain't got no patience
She gon' have these bitches hatin'
Got them diamonds on me skatin'
Got them diamonds on her skatin'
Everywhere we go we clean
She want me to quit that lean
Baby, I can't quit that lean
Put a ring around codeine
Everywhere we go we clean
She want me to quit that lean
Baby, I can't quit that lean
Put a ring around codeine
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
Ocean Drive lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
21, yeah
Real street shit
21
Know what I'm sayin'?
Young nigga done been through some shit man
Now a young nigga on top man
But I still got that Glock man
Still let that motherfucker pop man
21
See Savage he be with them apes
Play with this shit, you get ate
Bitch I be covered in Bape
Bitch I be covered in Bape
You know I keep me a K
You know I keep me a Draco
Wrap a nigga like an eggroll
Big bullets leave a big hole
I was raised by the G code
Don't bend, nigga don't fold
My uncle taught me how to scrape the bowl
And my auntie still smokin' blow
Came from nothin', nigga we was poor
Eviction notices all on the door
Take out trash for some school clothes
I'm the one that the streets chose
Now I'm on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down
20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Got my own money, pussy nigga I did not sign
Say Young Savage name in a song, it's some shots fired
I'm on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down
20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
I'm on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down
20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
I can't leave the house without my Glock .9
I can't go nowhere without my Glock .9
I'm sippin' codeine all on Ocean Drive
Poppin' percocets on Rodeo Drive
Baby roll the window up and let's get high
You ain't no real nigga if you testify
I don't have to question where my niggas ride
If you gotta question, they ain't on your side
Plenty late nights I made my mama cry
Shootouts in apartments made my mama cry
Seen my niggas in a hearse, I Stevie Wonder-ed why
Retaliation, let 'em spark like it's the Fourth July
Now I'm on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down
20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Got my own money, pussy nigga I did not sign
Say Young Savage name in a song, it's some shots fired
I'm on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down
20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
I'm on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down
20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lord Forgive lyrics - 21 Savage
Fukk 12
A hundred a zip and I'm sippin' on drop
I hit for a hunnit' and I bought me a drop
I pulled up on her and panties just drop
Up 32 shots and you niggas gon' drop
Off with your top (head), give a fuck bout your block 1 2
High speed chasing, give a fuck bout the cops
When I see 12, put the dope in my sock
Niggas be rapping, I came up off rocks
I'm thuggin', I'm thuggin', I feel like I'm Pac
They tried to betray me
I'm mad at myself cause I keep it real with all these niggas
Niggas acting like bitches, niggas all in they feelings
These niggas acting like women
Drowning in money, I'm swimmin'
These bitches acting like pigeons
I just want a couple million, I just want a couple million
And I'm still loyal to the gang
These other niggas man, they lame
I really sold cocaine, Gas stank propane
Glock forty, nigga bang, Blood, Crip, nigga bang
I heard ya got ya chain took and had to get another damn chain
21 nigga the gang, slaughter ya daughter the gang
Mac 90 got range, young savage got aim
I bought a new Rollie, its plain, you niggas best stay in yo lane
I pull up and fuck on yo main
I'm covered in money, I'm dripping
These niggas they telling, they snitchin'
So we gon' fuck on all they bitches, I be round lot of henchmen
Moving like I'm John Gotti, 12 gauge nigga shotty
Hit 'em all in the body, I just caught another body
Lord forgive me I'm sorry, I can't help it, I'm a street nigga
I had to get some money, I watched my mamma struggle
I jumped off the porch, had to use my muscle
Lord forgive me, lord forgive me, lord
They keep askin' why I got that sword in my face (Tayman)
Lord forgive me, lord forgive me, lord
I just beat another case
I just went and bought a Wraith
I just nutted on her face
Brand new Rollie with the face
No face, no case
Lord forgive me for my sins, I was struggling tryna win
I had to lose a lot of friends, nigga tryna chase them m's
Cooking up crack its illegal, riding with a Desert Eagle
I'm a felon, that's illegal, main bitch, she illegal
Hunnid pounds of Cali reefer, Call of Duty heat seeker
Pull up on ya in a Regal, window down nigga creeping
Nigga rapping? I'm preachin', nigga we are not equal
In the trenches, niggas beefing, I remember not sleeping
Hit the club and get to squeezing, shoot it up for no reason
I was living like a demon, I was living like a demon
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the lord, my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake, I pray the lord my soul to take
Lord forgive me, lord forgive me, lord
They keep askin' why I got that sword in my face (Tayman)
Lord forgive me, lord forgive me, lord
I just beat another case
I just went and bought a Wraith
I just nutted on her face
Brand new Rollie with the face
No face, no case
Dirty K lyrics - 21 Savage (feat. Lotto Savage)
[21 Savage:]
Knife in my face, 30 on my waist
Real street nigga, and I keep a Dirty K
Hit my first lick, and I found 30k
But I blew the shit, bitch I do this shit
You can go and ask the streets, cause they know this shit
I got ya bitch blowing dick, like a hookah stick
And I'm still trapping, and I'm still rapping
I'm 21 Savage, you pussy niggas average
You pussy niggas average
Y'all niggas so basic
I got AK-47's, I'll give ya ass a face lift
Have you dodging bullets, like Neo on The Matrix
Skirt Skrrrt, Scrape the bowl like grits
Skirt, Skirt, Skirt
I Pew, Pew, Pew, pussy boy till ya hit
Pew, Pew, Pew, Pew, Pew
You been rapping all your life, and you still ain't made a hit
I'm slaughter gang savage, give a fuck about a hit
I grab that AK-47, and I let it hit
Pull up on ya block, watch them pussy niggas dip
You say you bout that action, but you pussy niggas dip
You know if you don't pull up on the ave, you getting dip
I hit that hoe for bout an hour, then I had to dip
That money keep on calling, saying bring yo ass here
Knife in my face, 30 on my waist
Real street nigga, and I keep a Dirty K
Hit my first lick, and I found 30k
But I blew the shit, bitch I do this shit
You can go and ask the streets, cause they knew this shit
I got ya bitch blowing dick, like a hookah stick
And I'm still trapping, and I'm still rapping
I'm 21 Savage, you pussy niggas average
[Lotto Savage:]
Knife in my face, pistol at your temple
Glo blow blow, slaughter gang drop a nigga
And we snatching chains, and these niggas lame
And these niggas average, they ain't having stain
I got your main bitch with me and she on the dick
Took her to the slaughter house and let her meet the savages
All my niggas having it they really counting cash
Catch a down bag, gang banging red flag
If you want it you can get it I can show you how to make it
Put your wrists inside the bowl and swirl it in rotation
I got to keep a dirty k my dope it came from Haiti
Plug tried to take me so you know I had to take it
[21 Savage:]
Knife in my face, 30 on my waist
Real street nigga, and I keep a Dirty K
Hit my first lick, and I found 30k
But I blew the shit, bitch I do this shit
You can go and ask the streets, cause they knew this shit
I got ya bitch blowing dick, like a hookah stick
And I'm still trapping, and I'm still rapping
I'm 21 Savage, you pussy niggas average
Front Door lyrics - 21 Savage
I ain't doing shit you know what I'm saying right now I'm just sipping this mother fucking syrup you know, just booling. Yeah, shit you know how that go. 21
Lock the front door
Lock the front door
Lock the front door
Lock the front door
Bitch I'm in the bowl, bitch I'm over the stove
Bitch I'm in the bowl, bitch I'm over the stove
20 for a show, 40 for a hoe
20 for a show, 40 for a hoe
Trapping in the apartments, trapping on the road
Trapping out the trap house, trapping in the yo
Trapping in the yo bitch I got to go
Say you want a brick pussy meet me at the stove
Thought it was a brick til he put it in the bowl
He ain't bring back nothing now he looking sold
Young savage bitch I get this shit straight out the bowl
Pull up on your hoe and pull up on her wipe her nose
Run up with the money bitch you ain't going to get no dope
Fucking with young savage they gon' be right at your door
I'm murder gang nigga slaughter gang that's my gang
Niggas can't hang with the gang cause they lame
Niggas can't hang with the gang they ain't got no stain
Niggas say my name then my shooters taking aim
Lock the front door
Lock the front door
Lock the front door
Lock the front door
Bitch I'm in the bowl, bitch I'm over the stove
Bitch I'm in the bowl, bitch I'm over the stove
20 for a show, 40 for a hoe
20 for a show, 40 for a hoe
Trapping in the apartments, trapping on the road
Trapping out the trap house, trapping in the yo
Bitch you know I'm still trapping
And you know I'm still having
The AK still clapping
Pussy niggas still getting whacked, man
Young savage fly like Batman
Pull up on your hoe and hit her from the back, man
I was having mid in my fucking backpack
Middle school locker where I kept my strap at
Pussy nigga keep talking you'll get clapped at
Young savage murder gang you know I rep that
You say you from the street, well, nigga where's your rep at?
Time out these niggas lying where the ref at?
Lock the front door
Lock the front door
Lock the front door
Lock the front door
Bitch I'm in the bowl, bitch I'm over the stove
Bitch I'm in the bowl, bitch I'm over the stove
20 for a show, 40 for a hoe
20 for a show, 40 for a hoe
Trapping in the apartments, trapping on the road
Trapping out the trap house trapping in the yo
Wow lyrics - 21 Savage
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
I just pulled up in a wow (wow)
Then I pulled off in a wow (wow)
Hit your bitch up in a wow (wow)
Then she suck me up like wow (wow)
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
Thumbing through that check wow (wow)
Thumbing through that shit like wow (ow)
I just spent that shit like wow (wow)
Then I got it back like wow (wow)
I just fucked your bitch like wow (wow)
Let me nut all on her blouse (blouse)
Twenty thousand wow (wow)
Fifty thousand wow (wow wow)
Pull up on your pussy ass and drop the window, blowow (Blowow)
Bitch you know I'm high, you know I be high
Why you pouring all that codeine in that sprite, why (21)
Xanax bars, Percocets, and Lortabs, why (21)
All these damn drugs make me feel like I can fly (yeah)
Bitch my name ain't Plies, I dare a nigga to try (21 21)
I told that bitch keep it pushing cause her pussy dry (21)
I'm slaughter gang bitch your hair smell like old fries (bitch)
In my pocket I got none but them old guys (lil' bitch)
Stankin' ass bitch, You know I do this shit 21 (21)
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
I just pulled up in a wow (wow)
Then I pulled off in a wow (wow)
Hit your bitch up in a wow (wow)
Then she suck me up like wow (wow)
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt
Got it right back (21)
Fucked your hoe then I gave that bitch right back (What)
Ran off with your money told you I be right back (What)
You pull down in the wrong 'partments with that nice check (21)
Young savage on that slaughter gang shit(shit, shit)
All my niggas on that slaughter gang shit (Slaughter your daughter)
Slaughter your daughter and slaughter your bitch and then slaughter your clique (21 21)
Pull up in the 'parments with that jewelry you get hit (Ploah)
I got a stripper but I call that bitch a dancer (a dancer)
Man these bitches ain't got no standards (no standards)
Broke ass bitch I heard you getting TANF
And Young savage in this bitch hey roll that gas up (hey roll that gas up)
I'm trapping, capping, niggas still getting guap (guap)
She licking, spitting, lick all on the cock (the cock)
I pull up to valet and then I drop the top (21)
If you wanna ride with me you gotta be topless
Shawty gonna turn it around and drop it to the floor
Nigga like whoa (got a nigga like whoa)
Got a nigga like whoa (She got a nigga like whoa)
Like wow (like wow)
She turn around and had me like wow (like wow)
I'm throwing ones nigga like wow
Ten thousand like wow (like wow)
Another ten like wow (like wow)
She had a nigga like wow (she had a nigga like wow)
God damn baby wow
Wow, wow, wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
Wow, wow
I just pulled up in a wow (wow)
Then I pulled off in a wow (wow)
Hit your bitch up in a wow (wow)
Then she suck me up like wow (wow)
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
21, wow
Slime lyrics - 21 Savage (feat. Young Nudy)
[Young Nudy:]
Yeah (Slime)
Y'all niggas don't know (Slime)
Well I'ma let y'all know (Slime, slime)
This just how the gang go (Slime, slime)
Oh Lord, Jetson made another
He got a hundred, we slime (Slime)
He got the money, we slime (Slime)
Pull up on her then we slime (Slime)
Talking 'bout they is so slime (Slime)
I don't think y'all niggas slime (They lyin')
Have you ever seen a slime? (Yeah)
Walking 'round, the world slime (Slime)
Drippin' on a nigga slime (Slime)
Y'all niggas not slime (Nah)
All of my young niggas' slime (All of my young niggas' slime)
All of my young niggas' ride (All of my young niggas' ride)
Say one word and they fine (Say one word and they fine)
A lot of niggas start dyin' (Dyin')
A lot of mamas start cryin' (Cryin')
Yeah, a lot of mamas start cryin' (A lot of mamas start cryin')
A lot of niggas start lyin' (A lot of niggas start lyin')
Pussy nigga, try to play (Pussy nigga, try to play)
I'll have ya ass duct-taped (Hell yeah, duct-taped)
Everything that I say (Everything that I say)
A young nigga gon' spray (A young nigga gon' spray)
Hah, yeah, nigga (Ha), we gon' spray
Y'all niggas wanna play (Y'all niggas wanna play)
I just ride with the K (I just ride with the K)
Call up BJ (Call up BJ)
Y'all know how he play (Y'all know how he play)
He gon' call lil' juke (He gon' call lil' juke)
Just to bring all the juice (Just to bring all the juice)
Know dem pistols got extensions (Know dem pistols got extensions)
Everybody come up missin' (Everybody come up missin')
A lot of niggas talking crazy (A lot of niggas talking crazy)
I tell a lot of niggas really bitches (Hell yeah)
Yeah, I heard about your nigga (Yeah, yeah)
Pussy nigga still snitchin' (Yeah, yeah)
Tryna play like a gangsta (You is not gang)
Pussy 'til you seen a slime (Slime)
Slime wipe yo ass behind (Behind)
Y'all don't know about the slime (The slime)
I'ma back-stab a nigga (Yeah)
Shout out to the Slaughter Gang (Slaughter)
Shout out to the two guns (Two guns)
Yeah, I'm still murder gang (Murder)
I will never ever change (Nah)
Nigga change for the fame (For the fame)
Yeah, them pussy niggas lame (Lame)
Huh, ya lame
[Young Nudy {21 Savage}:]
He got a hundred, we slime (Slime)
He got the money, we slime (Slime)
Pull up on her then we slime (Slime)
Talking 'bout they is so slime (Slime)
I don't think y'all niggas slime (They lyin')
Have you ever seen a slime? (Yeah)
Walking 'round, the world slime (Slime)
Drippin' on a nigga slime (Slime)
Y'all niggas not slime (Nah)
All of my young niggas' slime (All of my young niggas' slime)
All of my young niggas' ride (All of my young niggas' ride)
Say one word and they fine (Say one word and they fine)
A lot of niggas start dyin' {Dyin'}
A lot of mamas start cryin' {Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah}
Yeah (Cryin'), a lot of mamas start cryin' {Bitch}
[21 Savage:]
Roll the window down and... (Pew)
Roll it down and start firin' (21)
Young Savage king slaughter, bitch
You know I keep extendo on my .9 (Grrah)
Keep extendo on my .9 (My .9)
Backdoor for a dime (A dime)
Nudy brought 'em to the 'partments stripped 'em naked had the pussy nigga cryin' (Bitch)
I got niggas doin' time, yeah (12)
Slime a nigga for a whole bill (Yeah)
All my niggas solid, won't tell (Yeah)
What you won't do the next ho will
Stick together, nigga, no jail
Rock-solid, yeah, shell
Air it out, lot of shells (Yeah)
Your bitches freaky, I tell (Yeah)
You know blood thicker than water (Yeah)
You know we slaughter your daughter (Yeah)
We act like we paid for that order (21)
They seen me go back across that border (Lil' bitch)
Put it in the pot and boil it (And boil it)
I'm on fire, bitch, I'm scorchin' (Scorchin')
Slime a nigga like some 'ports (Slime)
Every pack I get I short 'em (21)
Twenty K in both pockets, yeah, I slime (Yeah, I slime)
Pull up on apartments and I slime (Then I slime, 21, 21)
She gon' let a nigga get behind it (Behind it, yeah, yeah)
She might wipe ya nose because she slimy (Oh Lord, 21)
[Young Nudy:]
He got a hundred, we slime (Slime)
He got the money, we slime (Slime)
Pull up on her then we slime (Slime)
Talking 'bout they is so slime (Slime)
I don't think y'all niggas slime (They lyin')
Have you ever seen a slime? (Yeah)
Walking 'round, the world slime (Slime)
Drippin' on a nigga slime (Slime)
Y'all niggas not slime (Nah)
All of my young niggas' slime (All of my young niggas' slime)
All of my young niggas' ride (All of my young niggas' ride)
Say one word and they fine (Say one word and they fine)
A lot of niggas start dyin' (Dyin')
A lot of mamas start cryin' (Cryin')
Yeah (Cryin'), a lot of mamas start cryin'
Mind Yo Business lyrics - 21 Savage
I can tell these nigga's scared the way they talk
Gold pyrex, I put diamonds on my fork
Pull up on your block, white chalk
Chopper bullets skate, Tony Hawk
I'ma cut your fingers off if you shout
Pop a perc, hit the cup, nigga pause
Hundred round drum, round of applause
Bitches know I got that bag, Santa Claus
I drink lean and I pop Xans
Slaughter Gang, we the Glock clan
Poppin' molly nigga, San-Tan
I'm back on that bullshit again
I wanna fuck your best friend
I just went a bought a brand new Benz
Bitch I came from the bottom
We was starving, we was robbing
Mind your business, bitch
Mind your business, bitch
Mind your business, bitch
Mind your business, bitch
We ain't with that friendly shit
That friendly shit
That friendly shit
That friendly shit
Catch 'em out back, roll the window down and smash
Another toe-tagged nigga laying in the grass
Five shooters in the back of the Uber nigga and they ready to shoot
I tie my laces, I dip in that bag nigga and I take me a blue
I'm the Slaughter King nigga, I don't give a fuck about you
You get you some money, you get you some fame, these bitches gon' come out the blue
Bullet holes in my body, paranoid I'ma pop it
If you snitchin' I'ma pop it, wrong move, I'ma drop it
.15 in my sock, trappin' at the bus stop
Came from a nickel rock, now I got a whole block
Mind your business, bitch
Mind your business, bitch
Mind your business, bitch
Mind your business, bitch
We ain't with that friendly shit
That friendly shit
That friendly shit
That friendly shit
Catch 'em out back, roll the window down and smash
Another toe-tagged nigga laying in the grass
No Peace lyrics - 21 Savage
Whippin' the work bitch
Slaughter gang murk shit
We pull up and hurt shit
I shoot like Steph Curry
I keep me a 30
My rifles be dirty
She suck like its no teeth
She suck like its no teeth
I'm, we're the dope be
I got that dope D
I ball like I'm Kobe
I shoot like Ginobli
These niggas the police
I don't want no peace
I'm redder than nose bleed
No trusting these hoes freaks
21 gang in this bitch
You niggas is lame in this bitch
We might fuck yo mane in this bitch
We might run a train on that bitch
I'm slaughter gang savage so what?
Slaughter gang pull up with what
30 round nigga duck
30 mo' nigga duck
50 round drum on that what
100 round drum on that what
She suck it and lick it back up
I pull out and nut on her butt
I do not talk to no cops
Bitch I came straight from the block
She think that I'm dumb but I'm not
I know that this bitch is a Thot
Water diamonds like a yacht
I'm on a yacht gettin top
You play with the game you get shot
You think it's a game but it's not
50 karats on my watch
Since I was young I loved Glocks
Since I was young I loved pots
Bitch I'm thuggin' like I'm Pac
Whippin' the work bitch
Slaughter gang murk shit
We pull up and hurt shit
I shoot like Stephen Curry
I keep me a 30
My rifles be dirty
She suck like its no teeth
She suck like its no teeth
I'm with Adobe
I got that dope D
I ball like I'm Kobe
I shoot like Ginobli
These niggas the police
I don't want no peace
I'm redder than nose bleed
No trusting these hoes freaks
I'm still on my shit lil nigga
Still a get hit lil nigga
My niggas get rid of niggas
They callin me Hitler nigga
I heard you a bitch lil nigga
You ain't shot shit lil nigga
You ain't with the shit lil nigga
I used to hit licks lil nigga
I'm tryna take care of the fam
Backwood full of grams
Young savage bitch, yeah I'm average shit
Hunnit thousand vacuum sealed rubber band this shit
I'm extravagant I ain't with that average shit
Pull up hanging out the window and I'm clappin' shit
Ask my momma nigga I'm wit it I ain't just rappin' shit
I'm rappin' shit, Gang banging shit
How the fuck is you my ex when I ain't claimin' shit?
Whippin' the work bitch
Slaughter gang murk shit
We pull up and hurt shit
I shoot like Steph Curry
I keep me a 30
My rifles be dirty
She suck like its no teeth
She suck like its no teeth
I'm with Adobe
I got that dope D
I ball like I'm Kobe
I shoot like Ginobli
These niggas the police
I don't want no peace
I'm redder than bleed
No trusting these hoes freaks
Dip Dip lyrics - 21 Savage
Murder Gang shit
You ain't Slaughter Gang, you don't speak my language
Niggas really lame, boy, they lamer than a bitch
Eat you pussy niggas, like a fucking sandwich
Maison Margiela cost a grip, grip, grip
Bitches say they love the way I drip, drip, drip
I eat that pussy up and then I lick, lick, lick
Wet a nigga block and then I dip, dip, dip
Young Savage pull up on your fucking on your mother (Your mother)
Young Savage, bitch, I'm hanging with my brothers (Brother)
Slaughter Gang savages, yeah, them my brothers (Yeah them my brother)
Slaughter Gang got choppers, like under covers (Pew pew pew)
Hit that bitch with a rubber (Yeah)
Fuck her on the dresser boy, I fuck her on the covers (Yeah, yeah)
I keep a lethal weapon, like my name Danny Glover (Yeah)
I'm just here to fuck, yah, baby, I ain't here to love, yah (21)
Send you to yah nigga cause I heard he a sucka (Sucka)
If he run up on me like a swisher, I'ma a bust em (Buuh)
Pop pop pop pop nigga get to duckin' (Duckin')
I'm a ladies man bitches call me McLovin (Yahhhhhh)
Murder Gang shit
You ain't Slaughter Gang you don't speak my language
Niggas really lame, boy they lamer than a bitch
Eat you pussy niggas like a fucking sandwich
Maison Margiela cost a grip grip grip
Bitches say they love the way I drip drip drip
I eat that pussy up and then I lick lick lick
Wet a nigga block and then I dip dip dip
Skrrt skrrt skrrt, scrape the motha fuckin' bowl up
Young savage bitch I'm in the kitchen cooking cola
Real street nigga man I love that baking soda
Bitch get on my nerves
I pour a muthafuckin' four up (Mud, mud)
Told that nigga get his funds up (Yeah)
Rep that Sex Money so you know I got my guns up
Word on the street savage fucked your baby mamma (I did) Jamaican Don Dada I Murder for fun yah
I bought that bitch a Benz cause she use to drive a Honda (Wuu wuu)
You been skripping all your life and you still stay with your mamma (Broke ass bitch)
Murder Gang shit
You ain't Slaughter Gang you don't speak my language
Niggas really lame, boy they lamer than a bitch
Eat you pussy niggas like a fucking sandwich
Maison Margiela cost a grip grip grip
Bitches say they love the way I drip drip drip
I eat that pussy up and then I lick lick lick
Wet a nigga block and then I dip dip dip
Motorcycle lyrics - 21 Savage (feat. Dreezy)
[21 Savage:]
She gon' ride it like a motorcycle
She gon' ride it like a motorcycle
She gon' ride it like a motorcycle
She gon' ride it like a motorcycle
She gon' ride it like a motorcycle
She gon' ride it like a motorcycle
She gon' ride it like a motorcycle, throw it back baby recycle
Bitch I'm bleeding like I'm on a cycle, I be leaning baby no NyQuil
And I can't stop it, keep going baby don't stop it
All my garments come from France, French kissing in France
Hundred thousand stuffed in my pants, money piling up like ants
And I can't stop it, keep going baby don't stop it
I can't stop it, hundred thousand stuffed in my pocket
Pull up on a nigga with a rocket, if I pull it out then I'ma pop it
I call her bike life 'cause she ridin', non-stop it, eat the pussy up and then a nigga get it popping
Finger licking good like shrimp and teriyaki
VVS diamonds got my watch playing hockey
21 Savage I get money like a Jew, hundreds on me blue, hundreds on me blue
You know I'm a slut, I'll fuck your crew
Yeah I'm a dog like that, pull up in a rarri with the top dropped back
Pull up on your block with the chop cocked back
Pew pew pew, make a nigga walk back
1017 they need to bring the wop back, when I get inside that pussy baby I can't stop
I love it when I see them nipples through the crop top
Butt crack showing in them G-Star jeans
Make a nigga wanna go and buy her a ring
She gon' turn a nigga to a fiend, she gon' make a nigga kill the scene
She gon' hold my dope when I'm in need, she gon' bail me out when I'm in need
She gon' ride it like a motorcycle, throw it back baby recycle
Bitch I'm bleeding like I'm on a cycle, I be leaning baby no NyQuil
And I can't stop it, keep going baby don't stop it
All my garments come from France, French kissing in France
Hundred thousand stuffed in my pants, money piling up like ants
And I can't stop it, keep going baby don't stop it
[Dreezy:]
Put the money in the safe, you could beat it like a case
I've been waiting all day, so I could put it in your face
Been real with him from the start know a lot of niggas sell out
Get up in the jam you know who to call to bail out
Got a bad bitch, know these niggas gon' hate
Can't stop getting money bitch I don't got brakes
If a nigga bout his bread, it be getting to his head
He be running from the feds, left a lot of niggas dead
Ain't enough kush, he be rolling like dice
Show him who the business now he wanna throw the rights
He'll pay for it if I gave him a price, fuck around with my type boy you know you ain't right
I'm knowing your bitch ain't had shit
It's Dreezy and 21 Savage
Yeah million dollar nigga blow the money like a whistle
Take me where I wanna order steak up off the menu
Hard head nigga, know he gripping on a pistol, if you buy me a ring we can make this shit official
Fucking with me harder than your niggas, power couple yeah we all up on a mission
I know when you gotta handle business, you know imma be here waiting for you when you finish
Let's get it
[21 Savage:]
She gon' ride it like a motorcycle, throw it back baby recycle
Bitch I'm bleeding like I'm on a cycle, I be leaning baby no NyQuil
And I can't stop it, keep going baby don't stop it
All my garments come from France, French kissing in France
Hundred thousand stuffed in my pants, money piling up like ants
And I can't stop it, keep going baby don't stop it
Deserve lyrics - 21 Savage
Man I feel like I deserve this shit (I deserve it)
I bought a Bentley because I deserve a new whip
She cheated on me so yes I deserve a new bitch
These niggas wasn't with me, they didn't help me grind for this shit
I buy some chains for the bro's, I don't got shit for these ho's
Is you a friend or a foe? Is you gonna cut a nigga throat?
Ain't no more going back broke, ain't no more sharing no clothes
Ain't no more selling dope, 12 can't arrest me no more
Shootouts on shootouts on shootouts on shootouts
Young nigga done been on them shootouts
Where yo ass was at dog?
When we was in Wynhollows, nigga, with them tools out
Compton Red's in the cut tryna hit the dope, nigga where the cut in
Tied his partna up in the cut
Me and Lil Harold had took a laptop
That nigga had bussed so the nigga got popped
Me and Johnny tried to rob everything
Mookie tried to tell us, do the right thing
Larry died, man, I cried twice
Chevy went down the road nigga twice
They tried to give my nigga T-Tay life
Tip and Metro nigga ready to fight
I keep Lotto with me, real ripe
Pussy niggas, nigga we don't like
Free Lil Tooto, he gon' open a fight
RIP Tayman, that's why I got that knife
I don't get excited about the fame
Bitch I'm still with the same gang, bitch I still claim the same thing
Still take a pussy nigga chain
Man I feel like I deserve this shit
I bought a Bentley because I deserve a new whip
She cheated on me so yes I deserve a new bitch
These niggas wasn't with me, they didn't have me grind for this shit
I buy some chains for the bro's, I don't got shit for these ho's
Is you a friend or a foe? Is you gonna cut a nigga throat?
Ain't no more going back broke, ain't no more sharing no clothes
Ain't no more selling dope, 12 can't arrest me no more
12 can't arrest me no more, ain't no roaches on the floor
Ain't no flowers in this clique, ain't no flowers in this shit
We done cut the snakes off, had to cut them niggas off
Niggas don't wanna see you with nothing, unless you giving these niggas something
I had to get me some money, bitch and that drum hold a hunnid
You run up, you know that I'm gunning, 2Pac nigga, thugging
A lot of niggas changed on me, I just bought some chains on me
I just bought a Range Rover, this shit ain't 'bout the fame homie
Mookie told me I deserve it, momma told me I deserve it
I know if Tayman was alive, he would tell me I deserved it
I got the sack and start splurgin', balling like I'm James Worthy
Pussy niggas ain't worth it, before I did some other murders
Man I feel like I deserve this shit
I bought a Bentley because I deserve a new whip
She cheated on me so yes I deserve a new bitch
These niggas wasn't with me, they didn't have me grind for this shit
I buy some chains for the bro's, I don't got shit for these ho's
Is you a friend or a foe? Is you gonna cut a nigga throat?
Ain't no more going back broke, ain't no more sharing no clothes
Ain't no more selling no dope (no dope), 12 can't arrest me no more (no more)
Partments lyrics - 21 Savage
Yah
Yah
Yah, Yah, Yah
We got Elliott engineering man
Know I'm sayin'
Young savage in the booth, man
Gold all on the keyboard
Somebody pray for these niggas
I load up and spray on these niggas
I keep a K on me nigga
I keep a K on me nigga
I ain't got no love for these bitches
I'm making blood on these bitches
I keep a rubber on me bitch
I keep a rubber on me bitch
Fifty round drum in that stick
Young savage pull up an' hit
Jewelry on me, yeah, that water shit
Tell with the gang, you get slaughtered quick
Order bricks and then the order hits
Call the Uber, she a boring bitch
Want a trap, I got the starter kit
I stay with Boot like a Dora bitch
Just another bad young nigga from the 'partments
Just another bad young nigga from the 'partments
Just another bad young nigga from the 'partments
Just another bad young nigga from the 'partments
Bitch, I keep a choppa, think I shoulda said a Harley
I be in the kitchen whippin white, iCarly
I don't play no game, pussy boy, this ain't Atari
Lying ass rappers, man, I'm tired of yo story
Lying ass rappers (bitch)
Fake ass trappers (bitch)
Young savage pull up, roll the window down and clap you
I don't want that fishy, pussy bitch, you smell like Snappers
I just poured up four of Activis inside a Snapple
.223 it'll hit a nigga, look like he got tackled
All these Cuban links on me, look like I got shackles
I got good finesse, bitch nigga, you got gaffled
The way I dunk inside that pussy bitches say I Shaq attack em'
Bitch nigga, please
Gas make me sneeze
Got her on her knees
Suck till you can't breathe
"Young savage", yo"
Pull on yo hoe
Pull up to the yoo
You can get a O
Just another bad young nigga from the 'partments
Just another bad young nigga from the 'partments
Just another bad young nigga from the 'partments
Just another bad young nigga from the 'partments
Bitch, I keep a choppa, think I shoulda said a Harley
I be in the kitchen whippin white, iCarly
I don't play no game, pussy boy, this ain't Atari
Lying ass rappers, man, I'm tired of yo story
Vette lyrics - 21 Savage (feat. Trouble)
[21 Savage:]
Vette
Pull up inna vette
Pull up inna vette
Audemar Piguet
Pull up inna vette
I just spent a check
Pull up inna vette
Pull up inna vette
Pull up inna vette
Audemar Piguet
I got it off a brick, got it off a brick
Pull up inna vette
Pull up on ya bitch
I just spent a check
I just spent a check
What you want for that pussy I'll pay, pay, pay
Bitch I get money I get cake, cake, cake
And I whip that dope like cake, cake, cake
I don't want no features nigga gay, gay, gay
Niggas gay, I'm ashamed
But I'm still with that fucking slaughter gang
That slaughter team, we paint the scene red
You niggas scare red, and I'm drinkin red
Young savage, living lavish
I picked yo hoe up then I took her to the cabin
She wanna be with me her nigga is a has-been
Bosch smoking in the back we look like cabbage
Boy you smoking on that bush straight on that bad bitch
I'll shop when I land don't need no baggage
You wouldn't even know what to do if you had a bad bitch
100k on red bottoms for my stallion
Hey I'm still whippin' work, whippin' work, whippin' work
Choppa go beserk, go beserk, go beserk
Put you on a shirt, on a shirt, on a shirt
Get yo bitch cause she keep tryna flirt, tryna flirt
Pull up inna vette
Audemar Piguet
I got it off a brick, got it off a brick
Pull up inna vette
Pull up on ya bitch
I just spent a check
I just spent a check
What you want for that pussy I'll pay, pay, pay
Bitch I get money I get cake, cake, cake
And I whip that dope like cake, cake, cake
I don't want no features nigga gay, gay, gay
[Trouble:]
Ran out motherfucker with these boss it gonna stay like that
Can't fuck with you snitches my boy's youngin' caught a case like that
Mmm caught a case like that
Hey caught a case like that mmm
I'mma stay way way way from em', like way way from em'
You niggas ain't right kinda fishy
I heard the track came with spiffy
I respect you, but ya hoes I been trickin'
Betta watch what you puttin' ya dick in
Expensive pants can't even zip em'
Take a nigga's pants if you strip him
Nigga diamonds dancin' like a stripper
Pussy nigga playin' gotta flip him
Spot talk you know nothing bout it
Drought nigga won't know nothing bout it
Got the salt no dancing
Shots if a fuck boy playin'
I send these lil hoes out the country
I don't play about my money
Still put ramen noodles on my tummy, yeah
Every mall nigga bunkin', yeah
[21 Savage:]
Pull up inna vette
Audemar Piguet
I got it off a brick, got it off a brick
Pull up inna vette
Pull up on ya bitch
I just spent a check
I just spent a check
What you want for that pussy I'll pay, pay, pay
Bitch I get money I get cake, cake, cake
And I whip that dope like cake, cake, cake
I don't want no features nigga gay, gay, gay
Bitch Nigga lyrics - 21 Savage
(This is a Dolan Beats Production)
Yeah, nigga
What's up with all that Twitter shit nigga you was talking nigga?
What you thought I was like the rest of these rap niggas nigga?
Na nigga we gon' catch you at the show, nigga, and beat the shit outchea
21!
Bitch nigga please
Bitch nigga please
Bitch nigga please
Bitch nigga please
Bitch nigga please
Bitch nigga please
Bitch nigga please
Got a hundred P's, in the trunk of my car
Got a hundred G's, in the trunk of my car
Got a hundred choppas, on the block, what you want
Got a hundred shooters, they'll give you want you want
Give you what you want
I'll give you what you want
(21)
Bitch I got a choppa in my motherfuckin' trunk
(21)
Pop the trunk, pull it out, nigga then I dump
(Bah bah)
Pop the trunk, pull it out, nigga better run
Aye I'm 21 savage bitch I whip the work
(I whip the work)
Aye 21 savage bitch I whip the work
(I wipe that work)
Aye I pull up on yo bitch and then yo bitch gone flirt
(Yo bitch gon' flirt)
Aye I pull her panties down and hit her through her skirt
(21, 21)
Bitch I just bought a new Corvette
(Skrt skrt)
Young savage I run through all them checks
(Aye, them checks nigga)
I like poppin' fucking Percocets
(Percocets bitch)
She gone suck me up and give me sex
(Gimme sex)
Bitch nigga please
Bitch nigga please
Bitch nigga please
Bitch nigga please
Bitch nigga please
Bitch nigga please
Bitch nigga please
Got a hundred P's, in the trunk of my car
Got a hundred G's, in the trunk of my car
Got a hundred choppas, on the block, what you want
Got a hundred shooters, they'll give ya want you want
I load up the choppa hoe
(Hoe)
Bitch I'm robber hoe
(A robber)
You just a rapper hoe
(21)
Don't make me clap ya hoe
(Skrt)
I scrape the sides of the bowl
(Skrt)
I scrape the sides a lil more
(Skrt)
I just might wipe ya nose
(Wipe it)
Strip a nigga out his clothes
(Bitch)
Bitch I'm sticking to the code
(Code)
Young savage won't fold
(Won't fold)
Hundreds on me won't fold
(Fold)
20 thousand on gold
(21)
Broke ass, rapping ass, pussy ass, bitch ass nigga I'll slap ya
(21)
Slaughter gang, Murda gang, 21 gang nigga we'll clap ya
21!
Bitch nigga please
Fuck nigga please
Pussy nigga please
Hoe nigga please
Scary nigga please
Fuck nigga please
Bitch nigga please
Got a hundred P's, in the trunk, of yo car
I got a hundred choppas, dropped down on yo car
Nigga I'm young savage
Nigga I'm young savage
Yea you thought that I was flexing nigga
I heard you got a show coming up nigga. Slaughter gang in the building nigga
We gon stomp yo ass out nigga and take yo chain nigga and put you on world start nigga
21!
Help Me lyrics - 21 Savage
Help me, can you help me?
I got fifty bags of gas, can you help me?
I just cooked another brick, can you help me?
Help me, can you help me?
I pulled up in a Fisker then I pulled off in a Tesla
Thought this shit was sweet, I left his ass on a stretcher
I don't catch feelings, I'm too busy catching death tolls
Pull up in the trenches, pull up in the trenches!
I said that shit on woah, dog
I got the juice like O-Dog
I got 'caine like I'm Kane
Me and Lotto in that fucking Fisker switching lanes
Pull up on a pussy nigga and fuck on his main
I just spent a fifty-thousand dollars on a chain
I just spent a twenty on a motherfucking ring
Young Savage bitch, I got this shit off cocaine
Skrt, skrt, skrt
Pull up on your bitch and give her that skrr
Pull up on your bitch and drop that work
Yeah, and I'm still getting paid
Bitches getting slaughtered, man these bitches getting slayed
Keep that Glock 40, dare a nigga to touch my chain
I shoot this motherfucker like my name Max Payne
Help me, can you help me?
I got fifty bags of gas, can you help me?
I just cooked another brick, can you help me?
Help me, can you help me?
I pulled up in a Fisker then I pulled off in a Tesla
Thought this shit was sweet, I left his ass on a stretcher
I don't catch feelings, I'm too busy catching death tolls
I'm a dog like Michael Vick
I used to sell them Michael Vicks
I can't even lie, I ain't never sold a brick
But I got some partners who done really sold them bricks
Young Savage bitch and I done really hit them licks
I really put that pistol on these pussy nigga's shit
Run up on a nigga, better take a nigga shit
If your diamond's hitting you could take a nigga bitch
I hit four hundred and went a bought a 'vette
Your diamonds so cloudy, who the fuck sold you that shit?
You know damn well don't no Rolex fucking tick
Get your motherfucking money up nigga, try again nigga, 21
Oil based dope, I gotta try again
Dope got wet, it gotta dry again
Pussy ass rappers telling lies again
Pussy ass, bitch ass fuck boy
Help me, can you help me?
I got fifty bags of gas, can you help me?
I just cooked another brick, can you help me?
Help me, can you help me?
I pulled up in a Fisker then I pulled off in a Tesla
Thought this shit was sweet, I left his ass on a stretcher
I don't catch feelings, I'm too busy catching death tolls
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