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So cold
My heart so cold
My heart so cold, I can never fold
I’m on the paper chase man, fuck these hoes
I’m poppin’ pain pills, got my heart moving slow
All I know is hustle ‘cause I hate being broke
And man this money ain’t shit, these cars ain’t shit
These clothes ain’t shit, you know these hoes ain’t shit
And man this money ain’t shit, these cars ain’t shit
These clothes ain’t shit, you know these hoes ain’t shit
My heart so cold, I’m sticking to the code
Fake niggas bend, real niggas don’t fold
I’m tricking J’s daily, selling sheetrock for blow
In my younger days nigga I was robbing stores
Still got it for the low
Judge give you the book, hang your ass without a rope
When you at the bottom seem like you ain’t got hope
And when you got kids nigga anything will go
Green dots at funerals, they got my head fucked up
Can’t digest these percocets, they got my chest fucked up
Pussy niggas shot me six times, my luck fucked up
Hundred band lick pussy nigga, now I’m fucked up
My heart so cold, I can never fold
I’m on the paper chase man, fuck these hoes
I’m poppin’ pain pills, got my heart moving slow
All I know is hustle ‘cause I hate being broke
And man this money ain’t shit, these cars ain’t shit
These clothes ain’t shit, you know these hoes ain’t shit
And man this money ain’t shit, these cars ain’t shit
These clothes ain’t shit, you know these hoes ain’t shit
Fast paper had me dropping out of school
Violating laws, breaking all the rules
Smoking marijuana, riding with them tools
Hanging ‘round hustlers, robbers, and fools
Hand to hand with strangers, watching from an angle
Praying for an angel, protection from danger
Cause I done seen plenty niggas died that had a banger
And I done seen them niggas’ partner ride out of anger
And never came back, about them greenbacks
Now have you seen that? These are obscene facts
And just because we paid, the stress don’t decay
Still thinking ‘bout them losses, winning never made ‘em fade
With Gs being dead and on my mental
It hurt so bad that I can’t do the shit I didn’t do
To keep my niggas here with me, I swear that shit be killing me
I hope you niggas feelin’ me ‘cause I know that you hearing me
And just because we smile and play
That don’t mean that everything is going ok, no
Man just because we smile and play
That don’t mean that everything is going ok
My heart so cold, I can never fold
I’m on the paper chase man, fuck these hoes
I’m poppin’ pain pills, got my heart moving slow
All I know is hustle ‘cause I hate being broke
And man this money ain’t shit, these cars ain’t shit
These clothes ain’t shit, you know these hoes ain’t shit
And man this money ain’t shit, these cars ain’t shit
These clothes ain’t shit, you know these hoes ain’t shit |
Poppin wheelies on a Banshee
Male groupie on some fan shit
Be a man, not a fan, dog
Tech-Nine with the fan, dog
Blow your hood up like Osama, dog
Young Savage with the drama, dog
Still fuckin niggas mommas, dog
Im still fuckin niggas mommas, dog
Skrrt, skrrt, watch the pot scrape
Pew, pew, watch the Glock quake
Im Betty Crock with the cocaine
Lily Rush with the cold case
I passed the hoe, for my bros sake
He know I love nuttin on them hoes face
Im still dippin in my old pay
Last year money, nigga, in my old safe
2013, thats a old Wraith
2017, its a new May
Back in the back, nigga, with a new drape
Hit your ass so many times, you need a new face
Saint Laurent Don, this aint Burberry
Nigga, do you wanna be a obituary
Kick you out the car, cause you too scared
I aint got no permit, but I still carry
Give you a hot one, nigga, this a hot gun
We dont stop shootin till the cops come
Ima rich nigga, you a hot bum
I got bad bitches, you are not one
Yo bitch basic, bitch nigga face it
Broke bitch, hoe bitch
Club hop, chase dick
Told me delete her number, already erased it
Bentley truck, Rari, Maybach, I been goin apeshit
Yeah, yeah, whatchu talkin bout, nigga
Jump out with that yoppa, whatchu talkin bout, nigga
Its rainin but that KelTec bring the sun out, nigga
I got that Nick Cannon, brought the drum out, nigga
You niggas cuff to much, and Im up too much
You cant talk to me lil bitch, you ride the bus too much
They kicked me out of elementary, used to hunch too much
Used to skip class and go to school for lunch too much
Nigga, fuck you, yeah, you too
Blue tips, face shot, give you a blue tooth
And my bitch ass fat like Bruce, Bruce
I got a model bitch, she only eat cous-cous
AR-15, make a nigga hit the folks
Dont brung me round your plug, I hit them folks
Dont brung me round your girl, I hit them folks
I ran off on your partner and Im with all the smoke
Whole pointers on my fist, lil bitch
Quarter ticket on my wrist, lil bitch
Nother nigga from the Six, lil bitch
Nother nigga with the shits, lil bitch
Dont suck the balls, just lick, lil bitch
It hurt when you suck the tip, lil bitch
Think Im slippin, its on my hip, lil bitch
Glock .40 make you tick, lil bitch |
Zaytoven
Fuck wrong, with a nigga?
Migo Gang!
Yeah!
Pussy nigga!
Momma told me to get money but dont be stupid
Know how to add up the grams and weigh up the bands, dont know how to use computers
Bando beating like its Lex Luger
Pinky ring sixty thousand man, you cant fuck with my squad and you know it, man
Come on my block, get extorted man
Dope on my margella, dope on my wrist and my fist cuz Im cooking up coca man
Windmilling that pot like a hurricane
And I hope you dont think that we broke man
Come to the north and its Cokeland
The critics, say change my attitude
I told em fuck em, get my gratitude
Dont make me show you what the Mac 11 do
Better watch out, youll get life with that dog food
Standing in the trap, made a hundred thousand
Call up Domingo, he pull up extension, he glaowed him
I got them bricks, but used to be nickel and dimeing
Look at my Rolly its flooding, I cant see the timing
Everything cool til you pussy niggas start dying
Heart of a lion
You pussy niggas start dying
You pussy niggas start dying
You pussy niggas start dying
You pussy niggas start dying
Started off with a nickel rock
Ran it up to a whole brick
Pussy nigga, start down, kick door, nigga ohh shit!
FN Five-seveN, 30 rounds, extended clip nigga blue tips
Pull upon you window down, choppas out, murder gang, nigga dont slip
21 savage
Bitch I cause havoc
Riding with the 30
Nigga thats a habit
Make the choppa sing like Im Lenny Kravitz
Bob the builder nigga handy with the ratchets
Im trappin and cappin
Shippin and packin
Robbin and rackin
Designing my fashion
Change on bling
Watching my ring
And I beat all my cases so fuck an arrangement
Standing, in the, trap, made a, hundred thousand
Call up Domingo, he pull up extension, he glaowed him
I got them bricks, but used to be nickel and dimeing
Look at my Rolly its flooding, I cant see the timing
Everything cool til you pussy niggas start dying
Heart of a lion
You pussy niggas start dying
You pussy niggas start dying
You pussy niggas start dying
You pussy niggas start dying |
Hundred bricks, on my face card
Yeah nigga, 21 savage nigga
I showed the young nigga how to ball nigga
Shawty Fresh on the track nigga, hundred bricks nigga
Front it nigga face card good nigga
Been getting money young nigga
21, 21
Hundred bricks, On my face card
No keys, push start
Bad bitches, foreign car
I can show the young niggas how to ball
Ima show the young niggas how to ball
Ima show the young niggas how to ball
Ima show the young niggas how to ball
Ima show the young niggas how to ball
Imma show a nigga how to get some paper
Imma show a nigga how to get some cash
Ye aint got it trust you need to get it fast
Young fly nigga got a lot of swag
I like smoking gas
I like cooking glass
Wait a minute, wait a minute
New Jag
Paper tag, hundred thousand cash
Got these nigga mad, got these bitches mad
Shoutout to my plug cuz he sent a lot of bag
Shoutout to myself cuz I sell them real fast
AK-47 with the nightstand
Shoot a nigga from the mounds like the Taliban
Hundred bricks, On my face card
No keys, push start
Bad bitches, foreign car
I can show the young niggas how to ball
Imma show the young niggas how to ball
Imma show the young niggas how to ball
Imma show the young niggas how to ball
Imma show the young niggas how to ball
Imma show the young niggas how to ball
I-I-I just left the mall
I swear I try to buy it all
I walked to Ferragamo bought the whole wall
Real street nigga all I go is hard
When Im in the building better cuff your broad
Chevy and Lil Harold theyll pull your card
Rolex on my wrist they call me forty large
All a nigga do is get money
Put em on the stick we gunning
Spent a hundred thousand thats nothing
Say you get money you fronting
Popping out since I done it
That canneroll fucking up your stomach
And we chilling with a killer we thugging
Nigga make the wrong move he blooded
Hundred bricks, On my face card
No keys, push start
Bad bitches, foreign car
I can show the young niggas how to ball
Imma show the young niggas how to ball
Imma show the young niggas how to ball
Imma show the young niggas how to ball
Imma show the young niggas how to ball |
21, 21
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
21, 21
I got one foot in, one foot out
One foot in, one foot out
I really wanna rap but this trapping what Im bout
Really wanna rap but this trapping what Im bout
I got one foot in, one foot out
One foot in, one foot out
Catch me at the studio or at the trap house
Pull up right now, Ill serve you right now
Pull up in a Rari
Pull up on a Harley
Hanging out the window
.223 it hit like; pew-pew, pew-pew
Bitch, Im posted in the VIP
With the drank sipping sip
Nigga know that when I pull up they gon dip
When I pull it off the hip Ima hit
I dont give a fuck about a bitch, nigga, fuck a bitch
Im a Slaughter Gang Savage, niggas know we with the shit
All my Murder Gang niggas pulling up they with the shit
All my Billy Bros pulling up and hopping out with sticks
Since a youngin I been thuggin, I been flipping fuckin clips
I got one foot in, one foot out
One foot in, one foot out
I really wanna rap but this trapping what Im bout
Really wanna rap but this trapping what Im bout
I got one foot in, one foot out
One foot in, one foot out
Catch me at the studio or at the trap house
Pull up right now, Ill serve you right now
Bitch, Im gang, gang
What I claim, claim
Nigga bang, bang
Got a stain, stain
Hit em with that .223, now that shit stain, stain
I pull up on your wife, you know Im fuckin on your main
Diamonds on my ring
Pinky ring bling
Watch, chain, ring
Nigga, you cant hang
You know I sell cocaine
Fuckin on a nigga bitch
And then I pulled up in that Rari, then I left in that M6
Bitch, Im really in the 6, and all my niggas with the shit
All my niggas selling bricks, walking round with extended clips
Young nigga ready to trip, young nigga get ya hit
Five thousand dollar, nigga, get a pussy nigga killed
I got one foot in, one foot out
One foot in, one foot out
I really wanna rap but this trapping what Im bout
Really wanna rap but this trapping what Im bout
I got one foot in, one foot out
One foot in, one foot out
Catch me at the studio or at the trap house
Pull up right now, Ill serve you right now |
这是88rising
你往哪儿跑
这里的每一个角落都被我们接管到了
最强的梯队 不留给你机会
你以为我跟你开玩笑的嗦
劳力士two tone
你老的像古董
而我们不普通
我财富在源源不断的被补充
向顶端move on
我们有太多的代沟
今晚的比赛你快溜
无数次谋杀了伴奏
当领头羊我走在前头
Uh, yeah, you know
趁我的刀還没出鞘你快点走
我的每个动作都要比你先
我要做到和JAY-Z, Puff比肩
我们泡在录音棚里像群科学家
这是我的DNA没人能剥夺它
把桌子转起来
有我在 My whole team eat
票儿摞起来
有我在 My whole team eat
只要你是我的兄弟老子绝对挺你
要想拿走我的老子绝不允许
一马平川
数不尽的灵感
缩在录音棚里就能创造金山银山
我们不仅成都超
在东京涩谷超
赚钱像巴菲特
一路飙升炒股票
Uh oh!
Uh
Man, I been steerin clear of simpin
And Im rappin with no cussin cause the bag is thick
I got a whip and I aint even touch it yet
Im only rockin with myself, my momma said its for the best
I went through 2020, I could go through anything, I bet
Missin shows and I miss my folks
I dont really miss the ones that never like to see me grow
Yeah, my life be like the movies that you see on Vimeo
Hit the pause a couple times but now Im really back on go
Yeah
I got a story, its bout a warrior, he fight the wars in the booth
Look in the mirror, its never too clear that he walkin round in his shoes
Its never too easy to carry the weight, its easy for you to assume
He makin dreams and he make em true, he dont got no time for excuse
Cause I got emotions Ive been lettin go that I cant bottle up
Im just wild, so really, Im myself when I be wildin out
Im a scary sight like alligators in aquariums
I see you celebratin, time to clean yo damn confetti up
Ive been inside the house so much I could prolly lick all the soles of my shoes
I never buy into the lies, in my head only I decide if its true
I might just go out for a run with a pepper spray or a mini gun
Dude, get out my way, I aint havin fun cept for that one time
Sick of the limelight, doctor said just stay in the casa
Dont need friends, I just need the Wi-Fi
Im so blessed I repeat the mantra
Bluetooth speakers playin that fye fye
Reminiscin bout the times I was sky high
Payin the bills, man, I dont need the Prada
My girl is spicy and salty like Mala
Im really bein myself when I wild out, yeah
Yeah, big dawg and I run my side
I got all my brothers dead or alive
You know I aint friendly, I aint givin no high fives
And my bankroll long, its like stocks how it rise
Boss man, bout my business, what I be
I wont get no sleep until I touch a beat
Had to throw away my feelings, I was in the street
Trials and tribulations, inspiration for these beats
I go cuckoo for the dough, though
Jason mask, thats my logo
He be whinin, thats my bro though
Pass it off, Tony Romo
Real gangsta, I be solo
I was poppin for the promo
We dont talk, yeah thats the bro code
Gentleman, I dont do low blows
Tell them folks to cut my check
Every verse Im on, they keep my best
Actin like a stalker, she obsessed
Eight-figure deals on my desk
Little boy, this aint checkers, this is chess
And you better pay the IRS
Catchin, catchin, fightin demons, lil bruh he possessed
Take it off and put it on, they know I be fresh
Kicked her to the curb, now she actin all depressed
Kick fast, too quick, swing jab, left hook
Right hook, big math, rich bags, duffle bag
I might run a lap, Im gon run the world over
Couple swerves over these new rappers
Lee on ya boys, capisce, Im done
Okay, oh, cool, at least you know I made it dude
The keys, the pool, the jewels that I dont really use
Man, whats the use? Like Thundercat and Mac
Im swimmin deep inside your circle
Nvm, Im out your circle, rock the pen
Im out of the box, if Im in one, Ill cop a garage
Yeah, I been one, you aint the top
I got big lungs in case you want smoke
I dont feel none cause Im the G.O.A.T.
Im the villain, yall are some jokes
Is this still funny? Im on ya head, chill
Kill rappers, Im doin headshots, left side, right side
Bedside, chains hang, Led Zep, yall Camp Rock
Rock dead stock every time I step out
Broad daylight, Im out, this a lesson, seminar
Let em know dogs out, let em know, let em know
Let em know, let em know |
Yeah, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Funeral home hanging off my hip, bitch nigga
Arm barely longer than the clip, bitch nigga
Face tatted but Ill still take your bitch, bitch nigga
If you want some smoke, Im in the 6, bitch nigga
I be ballin, son , like Im Iverson
Brand new rifle, son
Tryna snipe his son
Send the hitters down
No time wrestlin
A pimp talking, huh?
Nigga, I could fuck a nun
You niggas copycat the gang but you cant be me
Dont try this at home, this is not TV
Well crash your supercar, nigga, Luigi
.223 will get to kickin, nigga, Bruce Lee
All yall niggas just talk the shit
All my niggas really walk the shit
4L Gang, we be chalkin shit
He used to have the juice but he lost the shit
Baby choppa, baby choppa
I just bought a baby choppa
Baby choppa, baby choppa
I just bought a baby choppa
Baby choppa, baby choppa
I just sent him to the doctor
Baby choppa, baby choppa
All we tote is baby choppas
Chopstick, nigga, thats all I tote
One shot, nigga, murder she wrote
Nothing like these rappers, I dont snort coke
Where I come from we sell the dope
We dont buy it, dog
Dont you try it, dog
Kanye West, nigga, get your mouth wired, dog
.223 will get to singing like a choir, dog
My young niggas, they got murder for the hire, dog
Fox 5 Gang what I claim, its a way of life
Hang around real jackboys, niggas took ya ice
Think you hard cause you got a body? Well take ya stripes
Bitch, I was a gangster way before I touched the fucking mic
All yall niggas just talk the shit
All my niggas really walk the shit
4L Gang, we be chalkin shit
He used to have the juice but he lost the shit
Baby choppa, baby choppa
I just bought a baby choppa
Baby choppa, baby choppa
I just bought a baby choppa
Baby choppa, baby choppa
I just sent him to the doctor
Baby choppa, baby choppa
All we tote is baby choppas |
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Smoke, its freezing
Hundred racks on the drop, pull up on they block, poppin at the opps
Caught a nigga with his bitch slippin at the light, he got in his top
Hit him in his top
Hundred racks on your T-O-P
Fuck nigga, thats on G-O-D
Come get it, cause the smoke for free
Young niggas, they gon blow for me
Hundred racks on the drop, pull up on they block, poppin at the opps
Caught a nigga with his bitch slippin at the light, he got in his top
Hit him in his top
Hundred racks on your T-O-P
Fuck nigga, thats on G-O-D
Come get it, cause the smoke for free
Young niggas, they gon blow for me
Hundred racks on a new AP
Two-fifty on a C-O-U-P-E
I put that on G-O-D
Fifty shots, and the chop spinnin through the East like we playin C-O-D
Up a milli, I should be OT
Rich as fuck, what got into me?
I can slide through my hood, iced out
Hop out, fuck my enemies
Killer in me and my energy
Call shots, thats my inner G
I got killers with me, NSV
Shootin shit up like we in a V
Goin crazy like ADD
And rappers rap like its ABCs
And I could rap, sayin ABCs
What they pay me to see
Hundred racks on the drop, pull up on they block, poppin at the opps
Caught a nigga with his bitch slippin at the light, he got in his top
Hit him in his top
Hundred racks on your T-O-P
Fuck nigga, thats on G-O-D
Come get it, cause the smoke for free
Young niggas, they gon blow for me
Pussy got hit in the head, dont mention my name, he got hit in the leg
Get out the car if you scared, we went through they hood, and we painted it red
I dont really talk on phones, we put you to bed if we find out you fed
I got them sticks in the shed, the bullets is big, they knockin out dreads
Pop out, rock out
Savage pull up with his Glock out
Hit your bitch with the dick, now she cockeyed
I got the juice like Im Popeye
I got the streets in a yolk
Too much money to beef bout a ho
We dont make diss songs, pussy, we score
Got too high, now his ass on the floor
Never catch me on no sucker shit
I buy a watch for the fuck of it
I dont got time for the small talk
Shut the fuck up and keep suckin it
Gun so big, I aint tuckin it
Fucked too many niggas, I aint cuffin it
Got a big dot, she lovin it
I know she used to niggas thats on fuckin shit
Hundred racks on the drop, pull up on they block, poppin at the opps
Caught a nigga with his bitch slippin at the light, he got in his top
Hit him in his top
Hundred racks on your T-O-P
Fuck nigga, thats on G-O-D
Come get it, cause the smoke for free
Young niggas, they gon blow for me |
It go Murda on the beats, boy
It go Murda on the beats, boy
Yeah its murder on these streets, boy
Murdered the pussy, Im a beast boy
And you a soldier, Im a G boy
Semi-auto with no recoil
Forgiatos, they on fleek boy
Twenty murders in a week boy
Im from the murder capital, no sleep boy
Im a rapper but Im different, I aint tryna say Im tough
Keep that pistol every day and dont you ever call my bluff
I live my whole life criminal, keep talking to a minimal
My nigga catch a case, Im fightin it with them til they sentence em
And its still fuck the DA and the judge
Biggest gangster, and aint a crip or a blood
Fuck a label when you got it out the mud
All these sensitive ass rappers need hugs
I aint grow up with you, I dont know you nigga
Quit hittin my phone bout that verse, look I dont owe you, nigga
I aint beefin on no Twitter, I be go on a niggas
Ima make you be a gangster, bring the ho out niggas
Im bumpin slaughter gang, 21, back when I was 21
Drive-bys, homicides, switching sides, you were done
How we in the shootout four deep and Im the only one
With an empty drum, where Im from thatll get you hung
Murder rate, murder rate
Was ducking the DA, now Im at the VMAs
Killin shit, yellow tape
They dont wanna see a nigga elevate
They tryna really really trick me off the streets
They tryna give me a murder case
All these lil fuck niggas irritate
Shoot one these niggas, dont hesitate
It go murder she wrote
Ima murder the dope
Yeah I be killin em
Im gon murder the kitchen
Ima murder the chickens
Yeah I be killin em
I got murder for a fee nigga
I got murder for the cheap nigga
Catch you in Miami, gun you down on the beach nigga
Just cause Im a rapper dont you ever think its sweet nigga
I was slangin choppers fore I ever rapped on beats nigga
Fox 5, bitch boy thats what I claim
Rappers scared to hang around me cause they know they lame
Beat a double homicide fore I bought a chain
I went and bought a Bentley truck, I did not buy a Range
You put a ring around that bitch, she known for giving brain
Never had security, aint a nigga touch my chain
I keep a Glock forty, one on top, and thats on god
Since I was a youngin, OGs told me I got hard
Yeah I got hard ho, pull your card ho, yeah yeah
Red light shots make you park ho, yeah yeah
Stamped and approved, this aint no flauge ho, yeah ho
You niggas talk too much, you act like broads ho
It go Murda on the beats, boy
Yeah its murder on these streets, boy
Twenty murders in a week boy
Im from the murder capital, no sleep boy
It go murder she wrote
Ima murder the dope
Yeah I be killin em
Im gon murder the kitchen
Ima murder the chickens
Yeah I be killin em
It go Murda on the beats, boy
Yeah its murder on these streets, boy
Murdered the pussy, Im a beast boy
And you a soldier, Im a G boy |
I got an AK, peepin out the peep hole
Im ridin on Boulder Crest and Flat Shoals
I’m just a nigga sellin cheap dope
Cheap cheap cheap cheap, nigga
Im in a bando, a house with boarded windows
I know the feds wanna hit me with the R.I.C.O
As soon as you walk in my house you can smell dope
Im just anotha nigga from Zone 6 that sell dope
All you see is dope, All you see is dope
Bitch, welcome to my bando, all you see is dope
A lot of bands on me and I keep the pole
A lot hoes on me and they gon’ share my pole
I popped a bean and dirty, missed my styrofoam
I keep them shooters with me, nigga, whatchu want?
Every time time Im in the bank they be like whatchu want?
You know I keep a bad bitch blowin strong
You know I keep a bad bitch money long
Keep a bad bitch goin all day long
My phone blowin up, I think they tapped the phone
Damn, nigga, whatchu want?
I got an AK, peepin out the peep hole
Im ridin on Boulder Crest and Flat Shoals
Im just a nigga sellin cheap dope
Cheap cheap cheap cheap, nigga
Im in a bando, a house with boarded windows
I know the feds wanna hit me with the R.I.C.O
As soon as you walk in my house you can smell dope
Im just anotha nigga from Zone 6 that sell dope
Im just another nigga from the 6 thats cut throat
I used to cut them small nicks and post up at the store
Boy shut yo rappin ass up, you aint sell no blow
My uncle coulda showed me how to whip it out the bowl
When I got in 7th grade I went and bought a 7
I tote the school with the dope man and a felon
First pussy nigga tried me man I had to bless him
I turned 17 and bought a Mac 11
Young Savage bitch, Im with the trappin shit
You niggas rappin shit, Im wrappin shit
Free Guwop, Trap God
I used to sell mid now I got a black card
I got an AK, peepin out the peep hole
Im ridin on Boulder Crest and Flat Shoals
Im just a nigga sellin’ cheap dope
Cheap cheap cheap cheap, nigga
Im in a bando, a house with boarded windows
I know the feds wanna hit me with the R.I.C.O
As soon as you walk in my house you can smell dope
Im just anotha nigga from Zone 6 that sell dope |
They be playin with this shit, man
Yall niggas playin with the money
Holiday season!
Yall dont even know what the fuck to do with this shit
Yall niggas act like yall aint even used to this shit, nigga
That boy Cass!
I pour an eight in a liter
We trendin the web like PETA
Im an OG like Adidas
Two-seater, two-seater, two-seater
I got an iPhone and beeper
Look at your ho, she a cheater
And you still want to keep her
I just Michael Jackson, beat her
Dont talk about swag, Im dabbin
I read up on all new assassins
Im movin in orderly fashion
We gotta move like Obama, Obama, Obama
My niggas playing with plastic
My life a real scare tactic
You niggas drinkin molasses
What is you drinkin?
Why did you buy that and drink it?
When I first got my pound, I broke it down
Dancin with the work like Im James Brown
Young nigga havin fame round town
Then we got rich off of verbs and nouns
Never been a sucker, never been a clown
Cash out a four-four check, then watch it bounce
Trap out the bando, trap out the ounce
Finesse the plug cause he keeps changin amounts
Thirty in my hand, pump on the couch
Cause a nigga paranoid now
If you come up, dont abandon your hood
Theyll be the first to punch you right out
My life is lookin amazin
If I send you rice, it come with the gravy
Think a nigga talkin crazy
Try it fore you buy it, I make you pay me
I pour an eight in a liter
We trendin the web like PETA
Im an OG like Adidas
Two-seater, two-seater, two-seater
I got an iPhone and beeper
Look at your ho, she a cheater
And you still want to keep her
I just Michael Jackson, beat her
Im from Zone 6, lot of killin and drugs
Fuck an autograph, nigga, Im strapped in the club
I grab my bitchs booty every time that we hug
She got ass shots, but I still fell in love
Turn up the knob , Holiday, turn up the knob
Street nigga, no job , fake rappers get broad
Glock .40 with the Gucci jacket
Fuck a diss song, close his casket
Sold crack before I sold a record
Glenwood, nigga, right at Checkers
Hold up, nigga
Ill pour a four up, nigga
Ill pick your ho up, nigga
Ill beat her throat up, nigga
Sponsored by Pyrex, Im scrapin the bowl
Made a quarter million scrapin the bowl
Bust-down Rollie came out the bowl
VVS on me, nigga, they cold
I pour an eight in a liter
We trendin the web like PETA
Im an OG like Adidas
Two-seater, two-seater, two-seater
I got an iPhone and beeper
Look at your ho, she a cheater
And you still want to keep her
I just Michael Jackson, beat her |
Ayy, uh, hello
Ayy, uh, ayy, okay
Shit, ayy, uh
Okay, when she give me head she gon use both hands, okay, hey
How you know? Hey, hey
Im the man, hey
Ooh, Im in the club and Im doing the staleface, hey, hey
Why you mad? Hey
Im just waiting to get, ooh, ooh
Check please, hey
I need my check please, hey
Try to check me, you gon need a check please
And the fuckin Glock become designer, okay
Niggas rockin Glocks like them shits designer, okay
If I pull mine Ima fuckin design you, okay
Leave you chopped up like some fuckin lasagna, okay
Uh, keep the piece, Ive been tryna keep the peace
We can clear the fuckin streets, thats why Im tryin to keep the peace
Ayy, I got a money recipe that work for more than me, ayy
They cant work for you, hey, uh
You can work for me, ayy
She love me cause I get it out the bowl
Im a real nigga rockin real gold
But little do she know
Im just tryna get her out them clothes
She love me cause I get it out the bowl
Im a real nigga rockin real gold
But little do she know
Im just tryna get her out them clothes
Bitch, hold up
Twenty bands in my hands
Ima make these bitches do the Macarena
Im a real street nigga
Ill be damned if I pay you for a feature
Mamacita
I wanna meet ya
Smokin reefer
I keep my heater
I met her at the club, I knew she was a cheater
I can fuck you, baby girl, but I cant keep you
Yeah, Im a liar, Im a dog, she a silly bitch
She always call my phone with that silly shit
You aint talkin money, hang the phone up
You aint talkin money, nigga, hold up
You aint talkin money, nigga, grow up
Got it out the bowl with the cola
She love me cause I get it out the bowl
Im a real nigga rockin real gold
But little do she know
Im just tryna get her out them clothes
She love me cause I get it out the bowl
Im a real nigga rockin real gold
But little do she know
Im just tryna get her out them clothes
Bitch, hold up |
Yeah
Fuck my dead opps, and all they homies thats livin
I want yall niggas to know that
Thats how Im feelin
On God
Fuck a dead opp, yeah
In due time, in due time, in due time
Im like Chucky, nigga, I do my thing
I creep up on a nigga, pow, bang
Send them lil evil motherfuckers
They got the mask on, they gon Jason your gang
Big knife on the stick make a nigga slaughter your gang
All this money that Im gettin make a nigga slaughter your main
Send them hollows, nigga, ooh, yeah
Send them hollows, nigga, Im in the 6
Lookin for me, nigga, Im in the bricks
Chains on my neck, man, I look like a lick
All this money in my pocket
Hangin out, this shit is sloppy
On the block by myself, I aint worryin bout shit, Im cocky
Spin somethin, drill somethin
Fifty thousand make em kill somethin , shake somethin
Take a chain, nigga, make somethin
Killer gang, nigga, all my killers, they dont want fame
No hashtag, they dont do names
They just hashtag when they bust a brain
And Im bustin this money, nigga, thats on gang
Fucked up, gave the wrong nigga change
Hell yeah, man, I spend pocket change
Have em kill her for the money my thing
I spend the blue and you see the Blue Flame
Ever seen a bullet bust out his brain?
Tall killer, man, he just like Michael Myers
Walk up on a nigga, take off his chain
Im like Chucky, nigga, I do my thing
I creep up on a nigga, pow, bang
Send them lil evil motherfuckers
They got the mask on, they gon Jason your gang
Big knife on the stick make a nigga slaughter your gang
All this money that Im gettin make a nigga slaughter your main
Send them hollows, nigga, ooh, yeah
Send them hollows, nigga, Im in the 6
Lookin for me, nigga, Im in the bricks
Chains on my neck, man, I look like a lick
All this money in my pocket
Hangin out, this shit is sloppy
On the block by myself, I aint worryin bout shit, Im cocky
Big 4L, pussy
Spray the block down, turn the car round
When we come around, shells on the ground
Strip a nigga, now his pants on the ground
Wrong move leave your mans on the ground
Paranoid, I be clutchin when Im round
Fuck around and leave my fan on the ground
Blick the spot, switch the box
Double back and hit his pops
Big 4L, fuck the opps
We put switches on our Glocks
Gen5, one in the top
Give him the leg-shot, he gon hop
Most of these niggas be fake crazy
I dont say shit like Mutebaby
Blow a nigga dick like a flute, baby
When I get bored, I buy me a coupe
Stand on a nigga, got blood on my boot
Steppin on niggas for fun
All of my choppers, they come with a drum
Whenever the opps see us, they run
Who want smoke? Cause we got tons
Im like Chucky, nigga, I do my thing
I creep up on a nigga, pow, bang
Send them lil evil motherfuckers
They got the mask on, they gon Jason your gang
Big knife on the stick make a nigga slaughter your gang
All this money that Im gettin make a nigga slaughter your main
Send them hollows, nigga, ooh, yeah
Send them hollows, nigga, Im in the 6
Lookin for me, nigga, Im in the bricks
Chains on my neck, man, I look like a lick
All this money in my pocket
Hangin out, this shit is sloppy
On the block by myself, I aint worryin bout shit, Im cocky |
Yeah, yeah ‚ yeah
Yeah ‚ yeah
Yeah ‚ yeah, yeah
Yeah ‚ yeah
Yeah ‚ yeah
Yeah , yeah , yeah
Nigga Im a G and I always be
You took SATs, I was sellin Ps
You had As and Bs, I had .223s
You was beggin please, I had her on her knees
Way too rich to wife a bitch, I pass on a skeezer
Touch her tonsils, God damn she a eater
This a trap spot, we got grams on a pizza
Let that bitch be free, you be cuffin her and shit
Come and get your bitch
She keep suckin me and shit
My pistol mad at me
He said You tuckin me and shit
The police sayin Savage keep duckin me and shit
We kick yo head like soccer balls and rugby balls and shit
Lil bitch suck it up
All that Goddamn butt
Im 4L gang, you a mutt
Yall niggas soft, Im tough
My nigga know yall later
All my dogs gettin paper
Yall throwin salt, yall haters
Way too plug, cant pay her
Diamonds on my neck, they skaters
Pull up with the stick, they scared
We throw bullets, not chairs
She keep lookin, Im a slayer
Sold a million bands in the cater
Hairy ass bitch need Nair
Zone 6, Im always there
We aint seen you in years
Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit
Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit
Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit
Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit
She say Im a dog, she be walkin me and shit
She catch me with a bitch, she be blockin me and shit
Come and get your bitch, she keep toppin me and shit
These hoes like mosquitoes, I keep off them and shit
57 sauce, I got fla
You try to come for Savage, slayed
House so big that I got ten maids
All this square footage like a maze
She pulled up to my house, she was a maid
All these chains, I feel like Im a slave
You musty little niggas need to bathe
AR with the scope gon hit your six way
Bitch Im Slaughter Gang, I keep a Swiss blade
Stab you in yo back, yeah, thats that switchblade
These bitches aint gettin no money since they took back pay
Savage on that gangster shit like always
Mini Micro I got arcades
I dont play no games, Im not a arcade
Beat a niggas ass like
Take a nigga bike and his Alize
Drive down on your boyfriend, broad day
Used to trap on boulevard and the hallway
Dont none but truth come out my mouth, thats on my mommy
4L, crime fam, keep a Tommy
Gun make a bitch boy rip the runway
Choppa chop ya Mr. Miyagi, nigga Sensei
Sellin hard on Glenwood Road at the safeway
On my mom I made three Ms, nigga, last Wednesday
Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit
Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit
Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit
Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit
She say Im a dog, she be walkin me and shit
She catch me with a bitch, she be blockin me and shit
Come and get your bitch, she keep toppin me and shit
These hoes like mosquitoes, I keep off them and shit |
Woop, woo
Yall already know who I am, right?
Mustard on the beat, ho
Lets go
Hundred bands, hundred bands
Hundred bands, hundred bands
Ten bands , in the right hand
Ten bands , in my left hand
Make her best friend , be her hypeman
You keep going big , she wanna fight, damn
Bad bitches in my city catching flights, damn
Popping big bands when they hit the lights, damn
I pull down on your city
In your city, they fuck with me
And these bitches fucking with me
Cause I represent my city
Get your issue, you can witness
All this cash that we gettin
If you start it, we gon finish
Whole gang with the business
Hundred bands, hundred bands
Hundred bands, hundred bands
Ten bands , in the right hand
Ten bands , in my left hand
Santa Claus bag, hoes sit up on you
Suge Knight bag, have the shooters get up on you
You see the red Lamborghini as I hit the corner
YG got his shit together, he a business owner
Popping tags, shopping bags, nigga, I gotta brag
The YSL dont fit, I aint even take it back
Ella Mai trippin, we do a lot of that
But it aint ever bout a bitch, we trip to Cabo, Jack
Ayy, big bands on me, drumline
I just let the money talk, dont need no punchline
I like the sunshine so I said fuck the roof
If you bout a bag, holler SuWoop
Hundred bands, hundred bands
Hundred bands, hundred bands
Ten bands , in the right hand
Ten bands , in my left hand
More money , more bitches
More millis , more riches
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, I got four bitches
And they squatting on that dick like they doin fitness
Said he looking for me, came through in the drop-top
Spin the corner in the dorm while the opps watch
Im too rich to go through somethin about a thot thot, huh
Feds grabbed you, you back home, oh, you a cop cop, huh?
This shit serious
Bad bitch gon give me brain, she on her period
In the trenches of Dubai, they dont know where he is
Is that a bird? No, thats a jet, yeah, there he is, gang
Hundred bands, hundred bands
Hundred bands, hundred bands
Ten bands , in the right hand
Ten bands , in my left hand |
Lyrics from Snippet
hoe ass nigga in the met
Niggas keep talkin that U.K. shit like I dont got AKs
Like, cause I was born overseas, these muhfuckers aint gon spray-spray
Pull up in your hood, nigga, 9-1-1, yall better call mayday
From Glenwood all the way to Martin Luther King, niggas know we dont play-play |
Diego, Diego, Hitmaka!
Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp
Brought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop
Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot
Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked
I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes
Rock Chanel with my white toe and we speak in code
I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes
I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow
I might slap the shit out a bitch, caught him playin around
I rock Prada, fuck with ballers that be movin pounds
Make that nigga ice me out, these hoes gon fuck for free, though
I get chips like Cheetos, 1942, no Tito
Bitch, Im quarantine clean, you cant touch me with gloves
Nigga rollin off a bean, tryna shoot up the club
Hate when silly hoes talk crazy on the Gram, bitch, get your bag up
Im a city girl with the backend, cant wait to go and act up
Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp
Brought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop
Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot
Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked
I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes
Rock Chanel with my white toe and we speak in code
I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes
I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow
I got Ms for days, I like sticks and Ks
Im a real stepper, I dont stand in line for Js
If thats your shooter, I hope you paid him minimum wage
Caught his BM at the stop sign, she said she go both ways
Im big 4L and they know that
Run up on me, Ima blow that
Please tell me where the opps at
Cause they never be where the hoes at
Whats your advance? I blow that
Hunnid round drum, nigga, hold that
I take a Wock when I pour that
Them niggas drink green with they broke-ass
Chrome Heart jeans with the racks in em
All my spots got plaques in em
All my cars got straps in em
All my songs got facts in em
All my opps got rats with em
Slaughter Gang, Ill stick an ax in em
Never been friendly, I dont dap niggas
I dont want a Grammy, Im a rap nigga
Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp
Brought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop
Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot
Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked
I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes
Rock Chanel with my white toe and we speak in code
I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes
I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow |
Keep a whole lotta hundreds
Keep a whole lotta gunners
Slaughter gang top 5 crew, nigga pull up spraying out of rentals
Young Savage real street nigga and you know a nigga rep that murder
And Im solid as a motherfucker, young shell, nigga no turtle
Whole lotta hundreds and they blue
Whole lotta sticks and they new
Nigga what you gonna do
When we got them choppers pointed at you
Pull up nigga, send some shots at your boo
Baby mama with you, she get it too
Zone 6 niggas know how to shoot
Mally Mall, these nigga pass me the booth
Keep a whole lotta hundreds
Keep a whole lotta gunners
Slaughter gang top 5 crew, nigga pull up spraying out of rentals
Young Savage real street nigga and you know a nigga rep that murder
And Im solid as a motherfucker, young shell, nigga no turtle
Whole lotta hundreds and they blue
Whole lotta sticks and they new
Nigga what you gonna do
When we got them choppers pointed at you
Pull up nigga, send some shots at your boo
Baby mama with you, she get it too
Zone 6 niggas know how to shoot
Mally Mall, these nigga pass me the booth
Yeah young nigga pass me the scale
Young Savage and I run off with bails
Police say a nigga, you gonna tell
Blue hundreds, nigga keep me some bail money
Since a younging I was thugging
Since a younging I was hustling
Im a young boss nigga, if it aint about the blues, it aint about nothing |
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free the Wopster
I’m a mobster
Keep a chopper
Helicopter
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free the Wooster
I’m a mobster
Keep a chopper
Helicopter
Free Big Gucci
Young Savage smoking gas it smell like I farted so excuse me
I pulled up on a nigga with a Uzi
She suck my dick so good she like to left a hickey
Fuck this rap shit I’ll leave your ass missin
If I fuck your bitch you know she gonna miss it
I been takin niggas bitches since elementary
I bought my first 50 that was seventh grade
Ive been smoking mid since the sixth grade
I see right through these niggas cause they bitch made
Im on that slaughter gang shit, stay in a bitch place
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free the Wopster
I’m a mobster
Keep a chopper
Helicopter
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free the Wopster
I’m a mobster
Keep a chopper
Helicopter
It’s Secret Service, Savage pull up with a AR
Whipping up a chicken out a fucking glass jar
Gotta keep the gas inside a fucking glass jar
He talking out his neck I know he got a glass jaw
She suck me up so good I put a ring around her jaw
Bitch this a Ferrari ain’t no smoking in my car
I know you niggas broke cause ain’t no weed in your cigar
And black lives matter middle finger to the law
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free the Wopster
I’m a mobster
Keep a chopper
Helicopter
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free Guwop
Free the Wopster
I’m a mobster
Keep a chopper
Helicopter |
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 dont catch feelings, Im 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 Im 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 Im 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 dont catch feelings, Im too busy catching death tolls
Im a dog like Michael Vick
I used to sell them Michael Vicks
I cant even lie, I aint 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 niggas shit
Run up on a nigga, better take a nigga shit
If your diamonds 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 dont 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 dont catch feelings, Im too busy catching death tolls |
If young Metro dont trust you, Im gon shoot you
Cause Im boomin
And she boomin
And he boomin
And we boomin, keep it boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin
Trap still boomin
Phone still boomin
All these plays, man
A nigga still boomin
Im boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, Im boomin
I prayed for this
You get a whole lot hate with this
I keep a K and Im ready to spray for this
Im ready to spray for this
If them drugs aint in my system I cant function right
She got a fat ass but she got cellulite
Im too trill, nigga, I cant even tell no lie
You a street punk, you aint killed nobody
Niggas say they real, but they dont keep it a hundred
That is not real
And Im pourin up that mud, like a oil spill
And she dont wanna fuck, but I bet her friend will
Or her sister will, bitch I keep that steel
And Im bout my money
Yeah, I love that money
And I love my family and I love my bros
And Im Slaughter Gang
I dont love these hoes
Cause Im boomin
And she boomin
And he boomin
And we boomin, keep it boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin
Trap still boomin
Phone still boomin
All these plays, man
A nigga still boomin
Im boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, Im boomin
Metro...
Metro, Savage
Trap
The Glock
Slaughter Gang
PDE
Everybody
Everybody
Ya dig?
We got Ks on us, and everybody shootin
Drops some pills on this table, all these bitches chewin
Slam dunkin in her mouth, I feel like Patrick Ewing
Fuck these bitches, money the only thing Im purusin
Check chase, fake friends
Had to cut em off and keep it movin
Cause niggas aint loyal
The stick aint loyal
Shoot a nigga, call my lawyer
I might knock a nigga out, just call me De la Hoya
Cause Im boomin
And she boomin
And he boomin
And we boomin, keep it boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin
Trap still boomin
Phone still boomin
All these plays, man
A nigga still boomin
Im boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, boomin
Boomin, Im boomin |
I’m seeing double , seeing double
Seeing double
I’m seeing double
Seeing double , seeing double
Seeing double
I’m seeing double ,seeing double
Seeing double , seeing double
I’m seeing double , seeing double
Seeing double , seeing double
I’m seeing double , seeing double
Seeing double , seeing double
I’m seeing double , seeing double
Seeing double , seeing double
I’m seeing double
I’m from the gutter
My cup muddy
I’m drinking muddy
I got some niggas lost they life, I know they love me
Just ‘cause they say they love you, they don’t love you
I pour the four and then I drink it with my buddy
We got some bitches at the pad getting slutty
These niggas hatin, but I know these bitches love me
These niggas hatin, but I know these bitches love me
My cup, filled up
My blunt, it’s stuffed
Need to let that lil bitch go, you tryna cuff
I fucked her for a perc inside the club
My Glock 40 on me, hold a dub
Walking ‘round with , that’s a thug
I’m tryna run off on the plug
Tryna run off on the plug
I’m seeing double ,seeing double
Seeing double , seeing double
I’m seeing double, seeing double
Seeing double , seeing double
I’m seeing double , seeing double
Seeing double , seeing double
I’m seeing double , seeing double
Seeing double , seeing double
I popped the seal on a pint, tryna take away the heartache, yeah
Pop a Percocet just to get my head straight, yeah
We was coming up, we was selling 2 for 5
Tie your shoes up, grab a mask and then we ride
Pour me up a five and go and eat some Five Guys
Fell in love with the pharmacy, she changed my life
Tryna wash away the pain
Trapping heavy with the gang
Give a fuck ‘bout being famous
Cause most these niggas changing
Pour it in the soda and it’s changing
Whip that baking soda and go buy a range then
I’m seeing double, ‘bout to fuck a nigga’s main then
She want a street nigga with them Ben Franklin’s
I’m seeing double ,seeing double
Seeing double , seeing double
I’m seeing double, seeing double
Seeing double , seeing double
I’m seeing double , seeing double
Seeing double , seeing double
I’m seeing double , seeing double
Seeing double , seeing double |
Pull up on you, make that motherfucka spray
100 thousand, make that shit in a day
Aint flexin nigga, Im havin my way
Roll the window down and shoot with the K
50 thousand show the fuck where you stay
Mocha gonna hit that boy in the face
Nigga keep talkin, yeah nigga keep talkin
Till em new dark extensions get to clappin
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Heard you loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded fully
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Flexin cappin with that barrel, you can get it too
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Heard you loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded fully
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Flexin cappin with that barrel, you can get it too
All type of fuckery
Loso Loaded, Savage, keep em my blood
223ll put a hole in your motor
Hit him in the stomach, bet he gon throw up
Murder Gang, give a fuck what you throw up
Diamonds dancin came from whippin up cola
Draco on me make your ass do the hold up
9th ward, PDE got the soda
21, tint so dark Im in the Batcave
40 sent a nigga that way
Put a nigga bitch on Backpage
SG, nigga PDE, MP the real street
Snatchin chains, snatchin pockets
Pistol poppin, nigga dont want no beef
21
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Heard you loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded fully
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Flexin cappin with that barrel, you can get it too
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Heard you loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded fully
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Flexin cappin with that barrel, you can get it too
Man down
I never stand down
Gualla in the briefcase, I just won a sweepstakes
Extortin pussy niggas out they gulla through the weekday
Ridin in a 10 speed in that muthafuckin V10
Extortin pussy niggas outta anythin nigga we aint ever been friends
I want ends, I want the cash, nigga stackin up the Legos
Stick in the backseat in this whip and brought a peso
And there more where that came from, we got ARs and em DRACO
I dont fuck with hay, hoe, vacayin in the Bay, hoe
Im rockin these different jewels, they got me in different moves
My youngin do what I say, told em get on the pedestal
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Heard you loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded fully
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Flexin cappin with that barrel, you can get it too
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Heard you loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded fully
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Extortion, extortion
Flexin cappin with that barrel, you can get it too |
Yeah
Came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here
Have a good time, the hard times show up
Money comin fast, hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
Stood solid, never let niggas ho us
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here
Show your credentials, who you akin to?
Boy, who you done beat up? What you done been through?
Hit you on your records, you soundin very high
But what you done did the nigga can verify
No corroboration, aint no conversation
Just a bunch of a cap mixed with a lot of hatin
Went from hand to hand at the serving station
To makin a hundred-and-fifty grand just off day trainin
And man, we know you aint did the shit you said there
Where I come from, you end up a dead man
Playin round, where a nigga die for stayin down
The neighborhood we cant build it faster than they tear it down
Black man fire, and homie, I hear sirens
White police firin, homie, and they silent
Then they expect me not to be violent, its a lose-lose
Tryna unlearn what I been taught since elementary school, damn
Have a good time, the hard times show up
Money comin fast, hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
Stood solid, never let niggas ho us
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here
Mightve took a minute but we got it in
Lost a couple Ms, lost a couple friends
Gotta take some losses if you wanna win
Disrespect, its damn near mandatory that we gotta spend
Tryna hibernate, we give his next-of-kin
Encore, fuck it, hit they block again
I embrace the struggle cause I understand
Fell in love with hard times, they turned me to a fuckin man
Livin by the code, I dont talk to police
Stand up when Im pissin, cant no nigga ho me
Rapping like Im preachin, all my bars holy
You flexin for the Gram, that is not your Rollie
Pockets overweight and all my opps bony
Sucker shit or hater shit, Im not condonin
See it in your eyes, all your love phony
Stabbed me in my back and then he tried to bro me
Have a good time, the hard times show up
Money comin fast, hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
Stood solid, never let niggas ho us
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here
Research information , reach, scratch beneath the surface
Im bendin knees, searchin for my lifes purpose
Think you can pray your way up out of misfortune?
Youre mistaken and most churches is extortion
What the Bible say bout faith without work? Huh
You can still do everything right and get murked, huh
Think to support education they aint learn
Still hate, got em killin and they turnt
Seen so many futures and families set on the mantle
Like Bankroll Fresh and the king of Alabama
Doe B, Peanut Da Don and Lil Chink
Dex Osama, Camouflage back in the day
Then there was Dolla, Lil Snupe, triple X, and Mac Dre
Man, every day a blessin, learned that shit from hustle
Dont take that shit for granted, do yourself some damage
In a mansion with expensive granite, tryna understand it
Have a good time, the hard times show up
Money comin fast, hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
Stood solid, never let niggas ho us
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here
I did the prayer fore Ciara ever did that prayer
I said, Lord, send me a nigga that dont hit me in the eye on Friday, and got a job, and can read
And I got one
I met my husband
And he wasnt gon let me, he wasnt gon let me fuckin sell dope
And at the time I was a check forger for the rest of the league got on the check forgin game
And he was just a Christian nigga, he wanted everything to go right
Fucked around and, I fell in love with him and got a job at McDonalds, Road for four dollars and twenty-seven cents an hour
Im like, Who the fuck do this shit?
This is whacker than a motherfucker
Is this what Jesus told you niggas to do, to work for four dollars and twenty-five cents an hour and yall aint stealin shit?
So you know me, I started stealin from McDonalds, nigga
As I ring you up, I rung you out
Fuck yall laughing at? |
I stood on that corner just selling dope in the cold weather
I promise nobody ain’t gotta tell them, they know better
Raised a lot of daughters and lost a lot of my partners
Been playing with them choppers since toddlers, we was in boxers
Please go’n tell ‘em I’m never failing, they jealous
Don’t worry ‘bout my weapon, it’s right up under my belly
I’m the biggest R since that nigga R Kelly
Soon as Ralo hit the stage all them bitches go to yelling
Tell Charlemagne put some respeck on my name
Look who I became, them niggas thought I would change
I’ll blow a nigga’s brains if he think about the chain
I got way too much to gain, niggas ain’t taking a thing
They talkin’ ‘bout taking, I hope that they can take some bullets
I’m the lil nigga that always stood up to the bullies
We come to your block with nothing but choppers and them hoodies
We gon’ shoot everything that them niggas said we couldn’t
Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam
Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam
Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam
I just hope this motherfucker don’t jam
I need you right now, I can’t let these niggas kill me
Wish my granny was alive, I know that she’d feel me
Abusing all these drugs, that’s the only thing that heal me
Abusing all these drugs, that’s the only thing that heal me
Jefe Malcolm X, I keep the chopper in my hand
All Ahks to my left, he let a nigga think we playin’
My Famgoon niggas think I’m shootin’ out the Lam
No you are not a goon, you ain’t motherfuckin’ fam
I heard that you be scamming and you stunting on the gram
I heard that you a punk and you be telling on your mans
Your bitch she hit me up, she said she wanna fuck a man
Shooters runnin with dracos on you pussies like blam
When you being humble then they always want to mumble
You can’t come to DC nigga, try it if you want to
Big Glizzy’s coming where you at to come confront you
When you pull up in my city ain’t nowhere to run to
Trapper turned rapper, yeah I really used to cook hard
We can have a cook off, nigga you just look hard
Always been a lil nigga, couldn’t play football
She tell her friends look y’all, I’m fucking with a big dog
Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam
Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam
Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam
I just hope this motherfucker don’t jam
I need you right now, I can’t let these niggas kill me
Wish my granny was alive, I know that she’d feel me
Abusing all these drugs, that’s the only thing that heal me
Abusing all these drugs, that’s the only thing that heal me
I come from the bottom, nigga I come from the bottom
I feel like Mad Max ‘cause I hang around them shottas
You gotta watch these niggas, man these niggas ain’t your partners
Nigga stole from me so I hit him with that chopper
I made my own way, I ain’t sign a nigga’s deal
I went and bought a mic off some motherfuckin’ pills
Remember middle school, man they told me crack kills
Nigga fuck that, nigga crack pay bills
Want to make it to the top you got to shed tears
All that shit I did, I could’ve got a million years
My brother got killed, my partner got a hundred years
I turned 21, nigga shit got real
You was playing games, nigga I was in the field
You had an Xbox, nigga I had a piece of steel
My mama shed tears when I took her out that Kia
Nigga fuck the fame, you either fake or either real
Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam
Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam
Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam
I just hope this motherfucker don’t jam
I need you right now, I can’t let these niggas kill me
Wish my granny was alive, I know that she’d feel me
Abusing all these drugs, that’s the only thing that heal me
Abusing all these drugs, that’s the only thing that heal me |
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
I poured up a four and Im movin real slow with a bad bitch beside me
Why they take Actavis from me, I swear that I need you beside me
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
The last time i got pulled over, They tried to DU and I me
Dont giva a fuck about my probation Im still Drinkin And Driving
Im Drinkin and driving, got molly on molly
Taking these pain killers, they fill up my body
They fill up my body
They fill up my body
They fill up my body
Yeah, they fill up my body
I’m chopping up bricks like Miyagi, I don’t know karate
All my niggas sound 30, Nigga try and get 30
Every clip hold 30, I gave her back cause she was thirsty
Im not a worker, cant work me
Bad bitches want to slurp me
Bitch thought she a Porsche, had to give the hoe an abortion
Im drinkin and driving in foreigns
Drinking and driving in foreigns
The game is meant to be sold, its not to be told
Im drinkin and driving, so fuck being sober
Pour up a four, Pour up a four, Pour up a four, Pour up a four
Pour up some more, Pour up some more
Just pour up some more
Pour up some more
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
I Poured up a 4 and Im moving real slow, with a bad bitch beside me
Why they take actavis from me, I swear that i need you beside me
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
The last time I got pulled over, They tried to DU and I me
Dont giva a fuck about my probation Im still Drinkin And Driving
Pour up, Pour up
Roll up, Roll up
Bad bitches hold up
Hold up , hold up
Im drinking and driving in Raris, drinkin and driving in Phantoms
Drinkin and driving in Porsches, drinkin and driving on camera
Bitch I got stamina, bitch Im gonna handle ya
Walk around with the hammer, MCM no Hammer
We fuck in coupe, we fuck in the challenger
We fuck in the challenger, Yeah we fuck in the challenger
I cant let you handle me, bad bitch 2 seats
Riding with the top off, 2 bitches top me
Im Riding with the beef, So I ride with the heat
We gonna keep it in the street, Nigga see me they dont speak
Give a fuck about your feelings, all my niggas drug dealing
All my niggas known for killing, We drinking and driving and spending
I pour up a 4 of that act, hit that bitch from the back
The molly killing buying packs, drinking and driving it back
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
I Poured up a 4 and Im moving real slow, with a bad bitch beside me
Why they take actavis from me, i swear that i need you beside me
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
Drinkin And Driving
The last time I got pulled over, They tried to DU and I me
Dont giva a fuck about my probation Im still Drinkin And Driving |
Yeah
Can you forgive me for my sins?
I shot a lot of niggas, not pretend
I dont fake niggas, I dont need friends
I shoot a pussy nigga at the fuckin end
End of the gun lyin a bitch nigga
At the end of that trigger is a rich nigga
Dont show no love, got a cold heart
Shoot you in your face, I show you you aint hard
I heard a lotta niggas say that they up, huh?
You know Slimeball, he dont give a fuck, yeah
I be up in my fuckin own lane
You come up in my lane, I put you in the dummy lane
Crash dummy
Crash niggas, uh
I got young niggas that pull up, theyll smash, nigga
You got ten thousand to your namе, that aint no money, nigga
I put two thousand on your head, my shooters comin, nigga
They love money, nigga, youngin love dumpin, nigga
That young nigga, they got that high fever
Got that fever on this side, better believe, bruh
Got that gun on his side, he gon squeeze, bruh
How a nigga duck and hide when he see us
They dont wanna be bruh
When it come to money, man, I know that they dont see us
We gettin to money, dawg, these niggas dont wanna be broke
They dont wanna be broke
Yall niggas better believe, bruh
Them niggas killin shit, yeah, over here, nigga
East Atlanta, you know we dont have no fear, nigga
Nothin but rich niggas round here, well get your ass killed, nigga
Uh-huh
Can you forgive me for my sins?
I shot a lot of niggas, not pretend
I dont fake niggas, I dont need friends
I shoot a pussy nigga at the fuckin end
End of the gun lyin a bitch nigga
At the end of that trigger is a rich nigga
Dont show no love, got a cold heart
Shoot you in your face, I show you you aint hard
We dont do that fake rap shit, real trap shit
We dont do that fake beef shit, we make shit happen
Niggas gettin really wrapped up, no rap shit
Round here, you better tote the gun, nigga, clap shit
Young nigga seventeen, Glock 19
And it got a red beam and he got that red bandana round his head
Murder always on his mind
And he bangin two guns, murder all the time
Smoke somethin
Young nigga, roll up
On the block where they post up
J out here geekin, doin a hold-up, uh-huh
Tell your bitch to hold up
Im gettin some money right now, bitch, I dont wanna fuck
Catch me later on that Perc, I be geeked up
Out my mind, yeah, bitch, Ima beat you up,
Bring a freak to the spot, you can eat her up , uh-huh
Hoes do what you do when you tell em to cause youre up
Ooh, that whats up
Found out when I got that money when I got up
Can you forgive me for my sins?
I shot a lot of niggas, not pretend
I dont fake niggas, I dont need friends
I shoot a pussy nigga at the fuckin end
End of the gun lyin a bitch nigga
At the end of that trigger is a rich nigga
Dont show no love, got a cold heart
Shoot you in your face, I show you you aint hard
Haha
Knock that clip in with the bread |
Ayy
Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Woah, woah, woah
Now Im switching up my energy , fuck my enemies
Feel like I got hundreds of em , no, no, no love from me
Yall niggas aint in the streets , yall niggas is industry
Yall niggas fake ministry , yall niggas just sin and preach
No deal, I like the breach, I call up my lawyer like, Nevermind
They playin with all of these niggas and bitches money but n-n-n-never mine
Bitch, I could probably never rhyme and still be a million up
I only spend money on her if I know she the truth, just to keep it a buck
You play with me once and you dumped
The shit that I say when Im drunk
You know Im ignorant, Im at my house party actin belligerent
Tellin my guests that I dont usually drink and shit
Then turn around and I do it again
Act like a saint, who am I to pretend?
Askin the Lord to forgive all my sins
But my fingers crossed behind my back with a grin, fuck
I sin, I sin, bitch, I feel like the Bucks
I win, I win, again and again
Again and again, now they tellin they friends
I dont know who my friends, they like to pretend
Cause they couldnt see me going very far
Now I be overseas with the mob
Bitch, I get paid when I pass a bar
But I got no love for the law
I cant remember when I had a job
Back when they wouldnt build, now they Bob
I still got paper tags on my cars
Now I got gophers fuckin up my lawn, hahaha
That shit is annoying
Im picking my poison
You crabs in the barrel
While my lobster is boiling
Im tryna avoid em
But they keep on comin for me
DMX what they wantin from me
BMX, I aint stuntin for free
On my mama, my mama deceased
So you know that its truth when I speak
Matador, I aint runnin from beef
Mike Tyson, thats why my hunger so deep
I replied, aint no love in the streets
Also, there wasnt no love in my home
So only get love when its comin from me, preach, fuck
I sin, I sin, bitch, I feel like the Bucks
I win, I win, again and again
Again and again, now they tellin they friends
I dont know who my friends, they like to pretend
Santa Monica Boulevard, I cant tell if they men
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy |
Let me hire 10-15 more operatives, and we hit em back
Hit em hard
Hit em where they live
Pull up hanging out the window, hanging out the window
Hanging out the window, hanging out the window
Bitch I keep Extendo, bitch I keep Extendo
Bitch I keep Extendo, pitch I keep Extendo
Its slaughter gang bitch and this shit is not pretendo
Bitch this not pretendo, bitch this aint pretendo aye
Im slaughter gang savage pussy boy I keep extendo
Boy I keep extendo, boy I keep extendo
Bitch I keep extendo
Smoke you like some endo, aye
Young Savage bitch I pull up hanging out the window aye
.223 with silencers you pussy niggas playing aye
Young Savage pull up, Slaughter gang we get to spraying aye
Layin in yo bushes bitch Im layin in yo bushes
Nigga you a pussy you sweeter than a cookie aye
50 thousand dollars if a nigga wanna book me aye
RIP to Bookme aye, I just cooked a cookie aye
Pull up hanging out the window, hanging out the window
Hanging out the window, hanging out the window
Bitch I keep Extendo, bitch I keep Extendo
Bitch I keep Extendo, pitch I keep Extendo
Its slaughter gang bitch and this shit is not pretendo
Bitch this not pretendo, bitch this aint pretendo aye
Im slaughter gang savage pussy boy I keep extendo
Boy I keep extendo, boy I keep extendo
Pull up hanging out the window, hanging out the window
Hanging out the window, hanging out the window
Bitch I keep Extendo, bitch I keep Extendo
Bitch I keep Extendo, pitch I keep Extendo
Its slaughter gang bitch and this shit is not pretendo
Bitch this not pretendo, bitch this aint pretendo aye
Im slaughter gang savage pussy boy I keep extendo
Boy I keep extendo, boy I keep extendo
Pull up hanging out the window, hanging out the window
Hanging out the window, hanging out the window
Bitch I keep Extendo, bitch I keep Extendo
Bitch I keep Extendo, pitch I keep Extendo
Its slaughter gang bitch and this shit is not pretendo
Bitch this not pretendo, bitch this aint pretendo aye
Im slaughter gang savage pussy boy I keep extendo
Boy I keep extendo, boy I keep extendo
Pull up hanging out the window, hanging out the window
Hanging out the window, hanging out the window
Bitch I keep Extendo, bitch I keep Extendo
Bitch I keep Extendo, pitch I keep Extendo
Its slaughter gang bitch and this shit is not pretendo
Bitch this not pretendo, bitch this aint pretendo aye
Im slaughter gang savage pussy boy I keep extendo
Boy I keep extendo, boy I keep extendo |
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?
Mic check, diamonds cost a nice check
Dont bite that, baby give me nice neck
Got a double cup, bitch Im finna spike that
Im Slaughter Gang, bitch, we be where the knifes at
I done slowed up, bitch, I be poled up
No role tuts, I drank the real mud
Thats my real bud, clip hold a whole dub
Hang with real Crips, nigga, Im a real Blood
I can make them touchdown when I scream, Hut
Lay your bitch face down, thats a real butt
Let me see your tits, baby finna bust a nut
AP on me, doing the chicken head
Yeah, Rollie on me, doing the stanky leg
Patek on me, Milly Rockin
You half way, Im really poppin
Yall niggas all cap and kill nothing
Bitch, Im having mood swings cause I aint sipped nothing
Whole pointers on me, nigga, yeah them big nuggets
Sick and tired of eating noodles, time to flip something
Got a big booty bitch, Im tryna bag that
12 come, we dropping bombs like Baghdad
Treat a nigga main bitch like a lab rat
Remember selling big grade out my backpack
I done made a couple million off the rap-rap
Run a train on your bitch, shes a nat-nat
Big cajones on a stick, let it clap-clap
Im the realest nigga doing it and Im big facts |
Ooh
Ive been out of my head for a couple minutes, for a couple miles
Made the hair stand up on my neck
On a knife edge, comin at me for my crimes
Got a mind that can leave you locked inside
Ive been out of my cage
Tryna figure out ways I can make you pay, but still
I got pain, it never feels enough
I wanna live on the dark side of your love
Cause you got me down bad, down bad, your deep desire
Carve my name on your soul, then I walk through the fire
Your voice so clear, like you say my name
You got mе runnin for my life like this shit was a game
Got mе down bad, down bad to feel your touch
You put my body through pain and I confuse it with love
Your voice so clear, like you say my name
You got me runnin for my life like this shit was a game
Ayy, still ridin with this Glock on me, got a body on it, add another one
Dont run from niggas, I hop out and I wet shit up like a water gun
My opps know I got big nuts, I fuck around, drop another one
Leave the opp block with my chain on, nigga know I came to slaughter somethin
Wanna gamble with your life, nigga, gon roll the dice, better not crap out
Word on the street, Triple ridin with them same guns, all black out
Nigga thought he caught me slippin til them pistols got to rippin, thought he had me mapped out
Fuck around and catch him on the backstreet, Ima smash on him then smash out
Treat a nigga like a golf course, Ima fuck around, put a hole in him
One thing bout Big Triple, I aint never ever feared no nigga
Really startin to think Im paralyzed cause I dont really feel no nigga
Fore you play with me, you better strategize, Triple play the game cutthroat, nigga
Cause you got me down bad, down bad to feel your touch
You put my body through pain and I confuse it with love
Your voice so clear, like you say my name
You got me runnin for my life like this shit was a game
Ima let you pick your poison
Slaughter Gang and PDE them deadly forces
I could never cuff a bitch, I love havin choices
I make all my hoes swallow, I dont give endorsements
With this stick, I do em down bad , where the damn cash?
Strip a nigga broad day, I dont even need a mask
Treat this shit like Jigsaw, I torture him, then I kill his ass
Niggas like to pig out with the cops, Ima butch his ass
Nigga play crazy, get hit with the stick
Ima let him meet a slug if he jump or flinch
She thought it was love, but it wasnt shit
Im so Slaughter Gang, I cant cuff a bitch
Cause you got me down bad, down bad to feel your touch
You put my body through pain and I confuse it with love
Your voice so clear, like you say my name
You got me runnin for my life like this shit was a game
Im a bad guy
Try me, nigga, we gon pull them MACs out
Hundred-round drum, nigga, Im mad now
Ask bout H-Dog, he aint gon back down
You just a sad clown
Jigsaw keep a saw and I keep weapon
But if I hit him with the Drac, it gon be deadly
I caught him down bad, took his necklace
I know you heard about the 6, yeah, we steppin
Aint no switch sides
Them opp-ass niggas just be dickridin
Shoot his ass in the face, now he crosseyed
But thats what happen when you get caught down bad, though
Never catch me goin out sad, ho
Cause you got me down bad, down bad to feel your touch
You put my body through pain and I confuse it with love
Your voice so clear, like you say my name
You got me runnin for my life like this shit was a game
How many times? How many times? Its true
Go up and down paintin pictures up with you
Dont make me stay here in a nightmare
Cant play a game if theres no dice there
Ive been out of my cage
Tryna figure out ways I can make you pay, but still
I got pain, it never feels enough
I wanna live on the dark side of your love
You got me down bad, down bad, your deep desire
Carve my name on your soul, then I walk through the fire
Your voice so clear, like you say my name
You got me runnin for my life like this shit was a game |
Diamonds real clear
Never drink beer
I prefer lean, my dear
Eight hoes wit me like Santa Claus deers
Im gon fly outta here
Butt like deer
I drink Voss
I aint never drove an Impa—nah
Pinky ring is a star
Young nigga buyin out the bar, yeah
The top go away
Get me a bottle
Pop it and spray it in his face
Why the big bubble every baby, uh
Why the big bezel very amaze, yeah
Buy the big bezel every baby, uh
Why the big bezel very baby, ooh
So many spots, got you dazed
So many spots like a maze
Gotta see the plantation, its amazin
I need 500 trustees
All my diamonds got a cravin, huh
Got the bitch a spot in Brookhaven, huh
Diamonds so wet like I bathe em, yeah
Nuts too big to be scary, yeah
Psychic like Thats So Raven, yeah
Shot a fuck nigga in his face
, not a raid
All these feds tryna raid, yeah
Flipping these bitches, Johnny Cage
Bitches wanna fuck a bitch bae
Bitches steady with the bang bang
Bitches wanna fuck night and day
This aint for you no shade
First I was ugly, now Im lame
Bitches wanna have a baby
They say I look good and smell the same
Dawg you better guard your wave, yeah
Rap niggas watching my page, yeah
Yeah, pussy smell good like ooh, ooh
Bald head pussy got a shave
Good music playin through Dres
Ima take the diamonds and wash my face, yeah
Bitch Im gettin fresh in my sleep, yeah
Aint out rockin no Js, yeah
Star on my Nike, today
Gorilla pants and they Bape
Im havin a marvellous day
Hop in the Rarri, go major
I dont play games, 2K
I cant have one bae
These bitches they want a be around me
Cause they know I make em slay, hey
21 21
Nigga I drop my top
Nigga I flood my watch
Fuck it ima flood my thots
Got a hunnid on me nigga right now
Two guns put a nigga on the prowl
Nigga put stones on cabbage
And it got too many karats
Nigga I aint never gettin married
Nigga I aint goin to no Jared
Nigga I aint never been scary
Every nigga around me carryin
Got the Glock on me
With the dick on it
Yo main bitch smell like fish dont it
I just sent the motherfuckin hit homie
Gotta whisper cause he might just snitch on ya
Shoot a missle nigga, we gon blitz em nigga
She just sucked me up, and you kissed her nigga
I cant go nowhere if I aint got a pistol nigga
Bout my money its gon be a fucking issue nigga
You a cat burglar, I do real murders
I got real shooters, they gon really murk you
Put that dick inside her stomach and it hurt her nigga
I spent 35 racks on her purse nigga
Got a A-R with a 3 round burst nigga
Slaughter Gang we done put em in a hearse nigga
Pussy boy you aint no gangster cause you curse nigga
You aint no killer cause you sold a lil work nigga
Ill put yo favorite rapper on a shirt nigga
If I could Id slap yo ass through this verse nigga |
Slide back the van door
21 Savage I got choppas like commander
100 round drum I aint running out of ammo
Pull up on a pussy nigga block dressed in camo
Babe nigga, Im an ape nigga
Get inside that pyrex bowl and then I scrape nigga
Got a bad bitch Im about to paint her face nigga
I got some white for that lil bitch it aint toothpaste nigga
Baby mama love sucking big cock
Bitch I make that murder music this aint Hip Hop
Fox 5 Gang
Fox 5 Gang
Whole lot of 30s around the breaking news gang
Black Ku Klux Klan
Black Ku Klux Klan
Got that choppa kicking niggas like Jackie Chan
Most wanted Klan
Most wanted gang
Love to toe tag young savage killed your man
Im in 187 Im with Big Flock
Young savage bitch I keep a big Glock
Fox 5 Gang
Fox 5 Gang
Better tuck your chain nigga this Fox 5 Gang
Bitch Im Glocka Glocka I came with 21
I just swapped my 36 for a Glock 21
It aint got a 30 clip but it hold 21
And Ant got 30 years that fool aint even 20 something
Vest up on me that shit look like Cumberbun
Drum in the 26 it look like a honey bun
Shoot your brother send his ass to his mother, and now she praying that I dont find her other son
Knife up on the baby choppa its Cuttin them
Draco need 100, 50 wasnt Cuttin it
Cant hold your water like a fish then we gutter you
All a nigga see is green like Im Buttercup
Wait wait nigga
You cant escape nigga
We the black KKk because we hate niggas
Off of 6 percocets cant stay awake nigga
My niggas shooting more shots than you 2k niggas |
Connected just like what?
Connected just like hotspots
21, woo, ya
21, uh, ya, yaa
21, 21, 21
Connected just like hotspots
Dont come on my block, its a hot spot
One way in an one way out
You say that you trappin, we see what you bout
Connected like hotspots
Connected like hotspots
Connected like hotspots
Connected like hotspots
Burn a nigga, thats a hotspot
Standing on bricks like its hopscotch
The block is hot, I got connections everywhere like hotspots
Im cookin up dope in the kitchen
I leave the crumbs for the pigeons
These niggas be praying and wishin
But me, I get up and go get it
I walk around with the thirty
Im pourin up fours and Im thirsty
You know that these bitches be thirsty
Burglar bar doors when Im servin
I really came from the streets
I used to run from police
We not gon play with the beef
We pull up with sticks and we eat
I done came a long way
My momma, she told me to pray
I used to sleep with them roaches
Now, Im playin with the K
Connected just like hotspots
Dont come on my block, its a hot spot
One way in an one way out
You say that you trappin, we see what you bout
Connected like hotspots
Connected like hotspots
Connected like hotspots
Connected like hotspots
Burn a nigga, thats a hotspot
Standing on bricks like its hopscotch
The block is hot, I got connections everywhere like hotspots
I was on the block before the rap
Servin niggas in my culdesac
Mini-14 with the shoulder strap
Case a pussy nigga wanna act
I used to be broke, but aint goin back
Now we makin movies, cinematic
I focus on money, dont worry bout bitches
Im in love with money, we so attached
Round up my money, more haters start comin
I got some millions an Im still humble
Locked up in cells and I couldnt do shit
And I swear to God, man, I was feelin lonely
Even though that I got millions, I still keep the forty
It gotta stay on me
I dont give a fuck if you run your mouth
I swear Im goin out like Im Tony
Connected just like hotspots
Dont come on my block, its a hot spot
One way in an one way out
You say that you trappin, we see what you bout
Connected like hotspots
Connected like hotspots
Connected like hotspots
Connected like hotspots
Burn a nigga, thats a hotspot
Standing on bricks like its hopscotch
The block is hot, I got connections everywhere like hotspots |
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The streets cold-hearted, aint no feelin there
Maulin out back, yeah, they killin there
Im a rapper now, but I was dealin there
I know you wanna be served by a millionaire
Still would get you hit if I was a billionaire
Pull up to the Gucci store to chill in there
Spent so much, they let me bring my stick in there
They hide their nannies just for when my children there
Legend status, dog, Im a goat
AK sink you like Titanic, the banana boat
I could spend ten million, still wouldnt be broke
Said she wanna fuck again, let her hit my bro
Actin like she didnt do it, she must think Im slow
Way to player, I dont got time to chase no ho
Bust down, skeleton, AP, white gold, aint no rose
Last nigga try to go against this shit got hit in the nose
Last nigga try to go against this shit got pita rolled
I aint lookin for no handout, nigga, I dont need a loan
You a little female, dog, I know you need a bone
She keep calling me, tellin me, Bring my pita home
Brand new Rari, brand new Lambo, Aventador
Kill his partner, fuck his bitch, feelin sore
Put my whip in sport so I could feel it more
Pop a Percocet so I can drill it more
All my cars expensive, girls say Im handsome
I dont take her shoppin , she gon throw a tantrum
Ass shots on a Phantom , ass shots on my denim
Money cant even fit em , all the models dig em
Migo plugs I hit em , he a plate, we bit em
Slaughter Gang gon get em , 4L gang, gon get em
Me and my chopper got history
Ak-47 blow a kiss for me
You aint from the 6, then you a lick to me
Please dont come around ridin dick to me
Most of these rappers really a bitch to me
Actin like they grew up hittin licks with me
If you aint gang, you aint shit to me
I feel like the top is where Im meant to be
Pillow talkin, thats just like a snitch to me
Get some food at Cheetah and your bitch with me
Niggas goin broke tryna stick with me
Your pockets tellin you you puttin a dent in me
I got all my chains on, I got all my chains
I got all my chains on, I got all my chains
I got all my rings on, I got all my rings
I got all my rings on, I got all my rings
I done blowed the brains off, I done blowed the brains
I done blowed the brains off, I done blowed the brains
Diamonds made a rain storm, I done made it rain
I got all my chains on, I got all my chains |
Do something to make me feel good
Only thing make me feel good is a body
I like money
But Im not havin materialistic thoughts
All my life, Im chasin money, and so Im havin my way
All my life, I was chasin money, so now Im havin my way
And these bitches on my dick, tell em, Come get a taste
Im a young rich nigga, bitch, you know I came a long way
I was packin pistols every day, check out my status
And I got a lot of money, you can check out my karats
And I keep them shooters with me, say the word, they gon blast you
Man, this shit will get nasty
Yeah, sticks get to clappin, they dont want no smoke
Niggas always callin po-po when I kill they folk
And you know they gotta free one of my dawgs on that death row
On that death row , yeah
Yall niggas really dont know what we done been through
The shit that we done done just to get here, man, you wouldnt knew
Uh-uh, gotta keep it low-key in these streets, always packin heat
And I know these niggas work with 12, they the police
Man, you know that shit get under my skin, hate the police
Guess we wasnt raised the same way, he dont know me
If you think you tryin the Big Slime, got to show me
Hoin them, it aint no ho in me if they didnt know me
All my life, Im chasin money, and so Im havin my way
All my life, I was chasin money, so now Im havin my way
And these bitches on my dick, tell em, Come get a taste
Im a young rich nigga, bitch, you know I came a long way
I was packin pistols every day, check out my status
And I got a lot of money, you can check out my karats
And I keep them shooters with me, say the word, they gon blast you
Man, this shit will get nasty
Ive been robbin niggas, takin shit since back in the day
All my life, I been a criminal, and crime does pay
When them Hellcats pull up, dont get hit with a stray
Cause that shit can get nasty, shot in the face
Couple niggas wanna try me, but they dont wanna die
Cause I dropped money on you like you rained out the sky
You know I gotta get the last lick, its eye for an eye
They gon wrap you in plastic
Watch them niggas reminiscin, tell em, Get off my dick
Since you remember so much, dont forget you a bitch
I was on my dick, nobody wanted to throw Gucci shit
I was young, broke, and ashy
All my life, Im chasin money, and so Im havin my way
All my life, I was chasin money, so now Im havin my way
And these bitches on my dick, tell em, Come get a taste
Im a young rich nigga, bitch, you know I came a long way
I was packin pistols every day, check out my status
And I got a lot of money, you can check out my karats
And I keep them shooters with me, say the word, they gon blast you
Man, this shit will get nasty
Drum on the sticky , xtendo on the blicky
I dont talk on phones cause I know these niggas Mickies
All these rappers bitchy, Big 4L, we run the city
Savage rockin them VVs, all these diamonds got me nippy
He finally got some money, think he tough, now he in a bag
Swear I need some new opps cause my old opps keep on throwin flags
Pull up in your hood, blow it down, jump in the car and smash
Credit good with all the killers, I put bodies on my tab
Got-got your hood in my blunt , M in the trunk
Richard on my wrist when they playin tunk
I dont fake pump , bust him like a bump
We at the bottom of the hill with them choppers in the front
All my life, Im chasin money, and so Im havin my way
All my life, I was chasin money, so now Im havin my way
And these bitches on my dick, tell em, Come get a taste
Im a young rich nigga, bitch, you know I came a long way
I was packin pistols every day, check out my status
And I got a lot of money, you can check out my karats
And I keep them shooters with me, say the word, they gon blast you
Man, this shit will get nasty |
Spicy
Yeah
Fore I take a nap , fore I go to sleep
Count a hunnid racks while Im praying on my knees
Choppa with the 50, wicker make the bitch breathe
Never snitching, never switching, nigga, nigga please
Throwin up the Gs, throwing up a couple Ps
Aint going outside, nigga, you dont read?
Everybody having paper, aint nobody greedy
Thotties in the room, I deny em, they cannot eat me
I keep talking bout her cause Im missing Pistol Peezy
Juju on my shoulder, you a angel, watch the demons
Throw him in the pit, he screamin Ah for hyenas
Shoulda thought about it, watch your mouth when you see me
Please dont talk, send them shooters out, pop, beam em
We aint tuckin chains, we got too much Aquafina
You cant come up in my trap, at the door, you get a screenin
When the money involved, it summon all the heathens
Jesus, please speak to me, I need some reason
She be teasin, I miss the one Im kissin on the weekend
Only got one shot, you want my spot, I come and eat you
So much money that the government think we do treason
Policin, niggas pulling up to the precinct
Anemic, diamonds walkin through the mall, leanin
Me and the five like Kel and Kenan
Shit was fucked up, we were stuck in Vienna
Mastering my flow, this shit is sick, pneumonia
My flow abnormal, put you in a coma
A stick and stoner, money make me horny
Pull up, stake banana cookie in the mornin
Money that we makin aint regular degular
Roll up a Backwood and I been smoking on medical
Matchin with the jewerly, with the cars, etcetera
We go to war, we pull up with the metal up
Checks, more checks, more checks, check the schedule
Lord help me put up, my money up
Pulling my strings, strings, get my bungee up
I dont wanna hit the bitch, let my buddy fuck
Rollin up the purple punch and it got a must
Bases loaded, Im the batter-up
I dont fold, I just ladder up
Different caliber, different algebra
I got, money signs on calendars
The Urus, real fast I handle her
No curing, the Instagram is killing us
They not feelin us , tryna finish us
My eyes are wide open, I see em plot
Im fine, I bought the Lambo and bought the truck
Denied them lies cause you fucked up
Im wise, I get the bag, double up
Fore I take a nap , fore I go to sleep
Count a hunnid racks while Im praying on my knees
Choppa with the 50, wicker make the bitch breathe
Never snitching, never switching, nigga, nigga please
Throwin up the Gs, throwing up a couple Ps
Aint going outside, nigga, you dont read?
Everybody having paper, aint nobody greedy
Thotties in the room, I deny em, they cannot eat me
I keep talking bout her cause Im missing Pistol Peezy
Juju on my shoulder, you a angel, watch the demons
Throw him in the pit, he screamin Ah for hyenas
Shoulda thought about it, watch your mouth when you see me
Please dont talk, send them shooters out, pop, beam em
We aint tuckin chains, we got too much Aquafina
You cant come up in my trap, at the door, you get a screenin
When the money involved, it summon all the heathens
Im a young shot-caller, hit placer
Bad bitch taker, AK-slangin-ass gangster
White flags, nigga, we dont hang em
Two gun gang, twin Glocks, nigga, Im flamin
Shoulda been a teacher how I get you white chalk
Loyal to the gang, I can never get bought
Stay up out the streets, you need to use the sidewalk
Bitches clout-chasing, I cant fuck a bitch raw
Rappin all that rah-rah, nigga got robbed
I can see right through you, pussy boy, you not hard
When the gang slide, everybody get scarred
Slumped over, police thought that nigga popped a bar
We dont type on keyboards, we shoot choppas
Ask around the city, deuces, I aint never copped em
Savage way too solid, I dont lie and I dont gossip
Came from the gutter, now all the bad bitches top me
Bought a new coupe and the top saying, Drop me
Dissing me, you better off just saying, Savage, drop me
Way too authentic, pussy boys cant copy
Knife tatted in his face, that mean he got a body
Two bad bitches doing the 69, free Shotti
Show my Richard Mill, I dont gotta show my ID
Nigga wrote a statement and he picked you out a ID
We aint stopping til your whole gang on a IV
Fore I take a nap , fore I go to sleep
Count a hunnid racks while Im praying on my knees
Choppa with the 50, wicker make the bitch breathe
Never snitching, never switching, nigga, nigga please
Throwin up the Gs, throwing up a couple Ps
Aint going outside, nigga, you dont read?
Everybody having paper, aint nobody greedy
Thotties in the room, I deny em, they cannot eat me
I keep talking bout her cause Im missing Pistol Peezy
Juju on my shoulder, you a angel, watch the demons
Throw him in the pit, he screamin Ah for hyenas
Shoulda thought about it, watch your mouth when you see me
Please dont talk, send them shooters out, pop, beam em
We aint tuckin chains, we got too much Aquafina
You cant come up in my trap, at the door, you get a screenin
When the money involved, it summon all the heathens |
Issa, issa, issa
Issa Kylie, might be Jenner, hol up
Lets fight about it, hol up, she leave wit the winner, hol up
Issa, issa, issa
Issa
Issa, issa, issa
Issa
Issa knife, dawg I got stripes, dawg
Whats in that Wraith, Savage? Its some white, dawg
Its some nose-wipe , thats a slime
Chopper singin , Ginuwine
Im on Air One , issa nine
On Gresham road , all the time
I be cheatin , she be cryin
She tell the truth, I be lyin
Issa paintin , half a ticket
Issa Kylie , might be Jenner, hol up
Issa jet , issa check
Issa savage , now she wet
Issa Pyrex , I got crack
Got a coolin system, issa Tec
If your bitch spend the night, issa sex
If your watch aint cost a hundred, it aint shit
Issa X , its respect
If she dont check em , issa next
Issa slice , yes or not
Only one body , issa squash
Im out the gutter, dawg, nigga, Im real raw
Nigga I got real hitters
Issa gravedigger
Nigga, Im real raw
Issa babysitter
Oh, thats a real kiddie?
Nigga, thats a real stripper
I see whiskers, he scared, issa pig
Could’ve been had em, talk to Rika instead
Tremendous pool, issa livin room
We tigers in the streets, bitch, tycoon
Nigga, issa Patek, nigga, issa necklace
Nigga, issa knife, came for a slice
Better get right, nigga get diced
Never tell the truth, issa lie
Issa 21 , issa Jeff
Issa profit, dawg , issa net
I watched you go sell four million, issa stretch
You gave somethin to the cops, issa sketch
Issa drawin , issa foreign
This look fun , that looks borin
Girl, stop textin me so much, issa nnoying
Issa bloody LaFerrari, issa fortune
Issa 40 , issa 30
Issa Dessy , yall not ready
Issa nail polish , bitch Im petty
Issa ton of these , Six God heavy
Issa YSL , issa PDE
Thats my old ting , issa TBT
Issa tax bracket , issa Stoney jacket
World is mine now , its on Tony status
Issa, issa, issa, issa, issa
Issa, issa
Issa
Issa, issa, issa
Issa
Issa, issa, issa
Issa
Issa, issa |
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My plug just threw me a brick
And we took that shit to the bricks
My niggas in love with them choppers
These pistols aint running from shit
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My plug just threw me a brick
And we took that shit to the bricks
My niggas in love with them choppers
These pistols aint running from shit
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks
Nigga pull up with them sticks
Roll the windows down and hit
Sex, money, murder, 2 guns, I cant wait to flip me a clip
Bitch I love the way I drill
Pour a 4 and then I sip
I just went and bought a drink up, gave it to my nigga Tip
Lil Flip game over
I want money like Im Hova
Pyrex pot and baking soda
Tryna make it jump over
Wrap a nigga like a roller
Mac a make you do the hollup
My chopper sleeping on the bed, Im fucking bitches on the sofa
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My plug just threw me a brick
And we took that shit to the bricks
My niggas in love with them choppers
These pistols aint running for shit
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My plug just threw me a brick
And we took that shit to the bricks
My niggas in love with them choppers
These pistols aint running for shit
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas might break down a brick
You know we aint fronting you shit
Im making money just like Meech
Got a Rollie on my wrist
Chopper make a nigga flip
Traffiking, taking trips
Or catching plays with lil grip
223 on my hip
FN E and 2 clips
These pistols aint running for shit
My niggas in love with them sticks
They said we aint gon run in your shit
You slip, we gon slide in your bitch
Slaughtergang in your pub gang
All my niggas high risk
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My plug just threw me a brick
And we took that shit to the bricks
My niggas in love with them choppers
These pistols aint running for shit
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My plug just threw me a brick
And we took that shit to the bricks
My niggas in love with them choppers
These pistols aint running for shit
My niggas pull up with them sticks
My niggas pull up with them sticks |
Used to being on the road
Now we rolling hella dope
My girl and life, she strike a pose
Errytime you see er bro
Front pay centerfold
Not the token niggas though
We them niggas niggas know
Keep it pimpin figure roll
Iced out nigga rope
Heavy way to Cuban, oh
Sit this good, you just need a clone
Run this house, my Adidas on
Smoked out, young along
Boy, you broke, you could use a loan
Sitting pretty, got them titties
Margarets room, we been gettin it on
Shell Toes kicked out
MAC, Glock, smear it out
Fuck, skrt off
Yikes, yeeks, pints, peace
Spade, who got them sweet-sixteens?
Double-dutch, and hoes used to jumpin
Troubled world, and my music bustin
Fuck the word, yeah, we used to thuggin
Got a chain, gotta make it something
Why you frontin? Need for-real budget
Gold for gold, might as well, fuck it
Slubbin always tryna sell somethin
Actin if these nigga mail somethin
That fame shit got a cough
My new thing count a boss
You know we gettin it, aint gotta floss
Roamin through the city, I was lost
Where was you, man, you never call
On the phone, know when labels call
Bless the streets, I got a sacred heart
You know what they gon say
Whatever they feel like, cos you gon do the same
Whenever you feel like you gotta know who they gon blame
Had to learn how to move
Couple vultures in the room
Had to learn how to use my tools
Gods great, Im great, yeah
Celebrate everyday, pray
Thank god for today, ay
Earn another 8-ball, the nother half talkin bout the bay
I just need a Benz, I need askin
For a dare, yeah I got a word
You aint have to work, but you gotta work
Gotta show your daddys work, woo
Reminiscing we was on the perc
Fresh trippin, he was on them percs
Goose trippin, me above the worst
I miss my nigga, shoulda called him first
Fuck, fuck nigga
got rap no more
That shit was five, bro
This might bring the hood back in itself
My shit only
Slugg maggin
808 the motherfuckin Mafia, nigga
Im a recovering undercover over-lover
Recovering from a love I cant get over |
30, you a fool for this one
EarDrummers
Mike Will Made-It
Young nigga ballin’ like Curry, bitch keep stalkin’ my jewelry
Sixes all on the curb and know a young nigga swervin’
All my young niggas lurkin’, bitch get messy on purpose
With my bitch she still flirtin’, what’s a dick? That’s a thirty
I ain’t fuckin’ wit no crab bitch, baby pull that cash out huh
Pull that cash out, baby this your last shot
I ain’t fuckin’ wit no pussy nigga, who gon be tearin’ out?
You gon be tearin’ out, you ain’t gon bust nann shot
I can’t believe these pussy nigga tryna beef about this hoe
This a freak, this ain’t ya hoe, you ain’t street boy, you’s a hoe
I was tryna find out how fuck that he came through the hole
How the fuck da spot got hot, found a leak went through ya hole
You been pillow talkin’ woe, real killa talkin’ cold
Real nigga talkin’ codes, I say jigga, that’s a low
Got a jugga in DC, got fight that jigga off in court
So many jugg, I need a bankroll just like Hov
Send a bankroll, not these hoes
Rest easy Bankroll, still my bro
Gotta stay on tippy toe , goin this way way up on you hoes
Damn right off in this bitch, I’ll put this K up on her bro
I was just tryna get money, you tryna fade the draco
Young nigga ballin’ like Curry, bitch keep stalkin’ my jewelry
Sixes all on the curb and know a young nigga swervin’
All my young niggas lurkin’, bitch get messy on purpose
With my bitch she still flirtin’, what’s a dick? That’s a thirty
I ain’t fuckin’ wit no crab bitch, baby pull that cash out huh
Pull that cash out, baby this your last shot
I ain’t fuckin’ wit no pussy nigga, who gon be tearin’ out?
You gon be tearin’ out, you ain’t gon bust nann shot
Pussy nigga thought that he was mob, he just a mascot
Young Vito way, rookie of the year like Prescott
I got young killas, just like Curry, they don’t miss a shot
They don’t miss a shot, I send em straight up through ya spot
Nigga had da nerve to ask Lil’ 1 bout a pussy ass bitch
That hoe don’t belong to me or you, that hoe belong straight to dick
These hoes belong straight to dick, I’ma young nigga from the bricks
Ain’t got feelings for a bitch unless she tryna get me rich
Money, power, respect though, pullin up by the bankroll
Want some problems? Ain’t think so, want some smoke? Ain’t think so
Hangin out with them dracos, walkin up with them dracos
Mob for life that’s the way it goes, cross ya out that’s the way it go
Young nigga ballin’ like Curry, bitch keep stalkin’ my jewelry
Sixes all on the curb and know a young nigga swervin’
All my young niggas lurkin’, bitch get messy on purpose
With my bitch she still flirtin’, what’s a dick? That’s a thirty
I ain’t fuckin’ wit no crab bitch, baby pull that cash out huh
Pull that cash out, baby this your last shot
I ain’t fuckin’ wit no pussy nigga, who gon be tearin’ out?
You gon be tearin’ out, you ain’t gon bust nann shot, pussy
December
Ayo Troub, get at me bruh, its Mike WiLL, Im at the yo. It was me callin from that 404 number man like. This my new number bruh, get at me, Im at the yo |
Two banana clips and they taped up
Cut the stove on and let it cake up
Hit it with the cold water til it lock up
Hot water make it lock a little faster
Im so Slaughter Gang, Im prayin to my dagger
Started rappin for the money, Im a trapper
Internet thug, he a gangsta on
Way too many diamonds, put my chains backwards
Aint game, I dont
Aint no disrespect, 4L, aight
Thats all I know
We dont play the radio, on my momma
Thats all I know
Fuck a handgun send the heat with a chopstick
Big bullets start then he got stumped in a moshpit
Gun aint got no safety, one in the head, on cop shit
Yeah I make a lotta hits songs but I drop shit
Nigga put some money on my head, cause I take shit
Put some ass shots on the AR, it go ape shit
And Im 21 4L, aint no fake shit
I dont hang around no leg shooters, nigga we face shit
Slid inside your bitch but I was mindin my business
She aint had no titties, so I bought her some titties
Grill fucked up, I took straight to the dentist
Say she want some food so we just skrrt to a Wendys
Many men want me dead, got me feelin like 50
You went and wrote a statement, so we call you a Mickey
Keep a 4-5 Nicki, dont get hit with the blicky
And if you want some smoke, we got that shit by the chimney
Bitch, my youngin got a body at just fifteen
Promethazine, bloody red, like its
I just ball up, paid for seven more lean
Dont touch my co cause Ima flash, bitch you know me
I be treatin that dope like its proteine
Wherever Im at Im just waitin for the pop off
I let some shots off
Finna play, bitch Im whippin that Glock off
Who the fuck taught yall?
Dont walk over cause lil boy, we dont know yall
Young nigga come from like a smoke town
And I still ride around with the four pound
You sendin shots and we sendin them back, we go battle for battle for that
Try to run nigga shottin your back
We gon run up and get your shit cracked
Im just lookin for a slime,
I get that ass, dont pay no cash and drop her off at Sacks
When its time to go war Im gon go all out
These bitch ass niggas tryna blow some smoke and straight blowed down
Jump in a crowd full of drank up, I dont follow
Let one chain come from out my neck, we shoot these dawgs down
4K, Trey, Northside
Aint nobody safe, bitch ass niggas
We put guns to the face
I aint really worried bout you niggas
How the fuck you niggas gon beef with you? You aint killed a man
If we take your shit, nigga, you cant get it back
You got two Ms and you are rich, nigga
Yeah lets be exact
Try to tax me and you get whipped, nigga, we dont go for that
Try to run up with my shit, nigga, leave your ass dead |
Yo
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?
I got bad habits, thrown cash on the thots
Way too grown to throw a punch, bitch, I throw shots
Went to middle school, deuce-five in my lock
Went hollow to VC, DC, got it hot
Ima jump the fence if they ask for my ID
Last nigga T-R-Y me, on the IV
Seven, six, five, four, three, 21, me
When I was a youngin, stayed in Eagle, run in BC
Central Drive where I got my first 223
Handin out shots, he got four, and she got two or three
Ran hot box, 1500, we got two or three
Peelin with a. flat head, yeah, I was on it
Stealin honey buns out the store, I was a youngin
Slammed down this pump on your head, Andre Drummond
Face card, fucked up, want nobody from it
Face down, ass up, put it in her stomach
Im on 30s, bitch, and I think Im boutta vomit
I got fish scale, and it look like cum
Used to whip the work, and I put that on my money
Savage, Al Capone, hit a nigga with the Tommy
Dumb shit, feelin like Osama, I might bomb shit
Baby daddy broke, so I guess he on his bum shit
Dumb rich, need a Percocet just to function
This bitch got me twisted, she think Im spaghetti junction
Switchin up my hoes, like I change my clothes
Switchin up my hoes, like I change my clothes
Switchin up my hoes, like I change my clothes
Switchin up my hoes, like I change my clothes
Baby, give me throat, let a nigga poke
Your baby daddy broke, I fronted him his dough
I hit you on the low , cause he is not is my bro
I dont trust you hoes , leave your iPhones at the door |
Ima break you off, let me be your motivation
To stay and give it tonight
And, baby, turn around, let me give you innovation , hey
, Cause I do it so right
One look was all it took , she know what to do
I swear she read me like a book
Be my motivation. when I come home she gon cook
Took her from my ex, they like Savage you a crook
I rap for a living so she know Im off the hook
Use to be a dog in the past, now Im good
Shes a popstar, I got it hanging in the hood
Call her Home Depot, I fill her up with wood
Play with her, you get smoke, capeesh, understood?
Louis slides , got Chanel purse on every one of my bags
Brand new Spider, drop the top, let her drive
Don’t be too flirty when I bring you ‘round the guys
Dont take it personal, baby, sometimes I be shy
Im a Libra, they say all we do is lie
You cant hear the rumors when youre this high in the sky
If you cant touch the ground, we compliment each other, fly
Ima break you off, let me be your motivation
To stay and give it tonight
And, baby, turn around, let me give you innovation
Hey, cause I do it so right
Think about it, ooh, I think about it
Think about it, ooh, take a look at me now
Hey, a little motivation, alright
You got a bad one, baby, dont you?
Got a bad one, baby, dont you?
And we both know theres no
One better, boy, no one better, boy
Too late, wont make it, Ima tell em
Get you naked, but I wont tell em
Cause you know that theres no
One better, boy, no one better, boy
Fallin into the bed
Why would we ever do somethin instead of
Fallin into the bed right now?
Eh, right now, now
Ima break you off, let me be your motivation
To stay and give it tonight
And, baby, turn around, let me give you innovation
Hey, cause I do it so right
Think about it, ooh, I think about it
Think about it, ooh, take a look at me now
Hey, a little motivation, alright
Hey, oh
A little motivation
Oh
Ima break you off, let me be your motivation
To stay and give it tonight
And, baby, turn around, let me give you innovation
Hey, cause I do it so right
Think about it, ooh, I think about it
Think about it, ooh, take a look at me now
Hey, a little motivation, alright
Oh
Oh |
21, Gucci gang
Savage wear a whole lot of Gucci, mane
Savage got a whole lot of shooters, mane
Savage got shooters on the roof, mane
Savage got shooters in the booth, mane
Thats it right there, Gnealz
This nigga talkin crazy bout who, mane?
Shot a pussy nigga in his tooth, mane
Ooh, Bi-Bighead on the beat
Lil Pump, Guwop
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Spend three racks on a new chain
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name
I cant buy a bitch no wedding ring
Rather go and buy Balmains
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Spend three racks on a new chain
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh
I cant buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Call me El Gato Guwop or Mustafa the 3rd
Back in the day they was callin me Ray
Run with the yay, drum on the K
Fuck with Lil Pump, you get shot in the face
Gucci the gang so we watchin the snakes
Made me eight mil so I bought her a Wraith
Two shows in a day, brick on the plate
L.A. to the A then its back to the Bay
Gucci gang, eskimo, froze like the North Pole
Jumpin out the whip just to pose in my Gucci robe
Woke up in the picture, Bam Bam Bigelow
Gucci Mane a jiggalo, diamonds in my Figaro
Oh you know what, bro? I aint even know
Walkin out the Gucci store, bout to spend a hundred so
Lil bitty bitch, with a big booty though
She a dancer but a grade A student though
Pump went to Harvard, well fuck it, Im goin to Yale
Free Meek Mill, free all my niggas in jail
Gucci to death, Im really a gang by myself
Feelin myself, tuck in my shirt, show off my belt
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Spend three racks on a new chain
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh
I cant buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Louis gang, Fendi gang
Savage wear a whole lot of mothafuckin anything
Fuck a wedding ring, side bitch, main bitch
Your bitch, his bitch, Savage fuckin everything
Got a snake on my collar, I aint rockin no diamonds
Yall lil niggas poppin, thats chump change
Got an FN and a Draco
But I still fucked around and hit him with the lil pump, mane
I Saint Laurent my garments, lil bitch, pardon me
You still stay with your mama, lil bitch, pardon me
I run through the money like it grow on trees
You cant afford new hair, you like to hold on weave
Double cup red, huh, just to match my Rari, huh
I dont even drive it, spent a quarter just to park it
Gucci on my daughter, and she still a toddler
She can barely talk but she know that her dad a baller
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Spend three racks on a new chain
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh
I cant buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Got a lil pump under the Gucci, mane
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Was yellin Ha way before Juvi, mane
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Kufi gang, diamonds all blue like Hoover gang
Nipsey, Snoop and them
Gucci gang, boomerang, made the block hot
Came through, went popped down south of Gucci Mane
French had the franchise
With a Franchize Boyz white tee, you aint like me
Nah, you aint like me
You ride the wave, you aint like me
Cop some chains, you aint like me
Made a hook, you aint like me
Bills aint bills, a nigga like me
Before the Gucci gang was the Gucci Mane
Couldnt see my life through a Gucci frame
Seven pills, Act in my system
They gave Max life in the system
Servin raw like sushi gang
Throw you off a Wyclef like Fugee gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Spend three racks on a new chain
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh
I cant buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Spend three racks on a new chain
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh
I cant buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang |
Ive been fuckin hoes and poppin pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar
All my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin like a Rasta
Fuckin with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man, them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta
Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin, dont give a damn
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
Sayin, Im with the band
Now she actin outta pocket, tryna grab up on my pants
Hundred bitches in my trailer say they aint got a man
And they all brought a friend
Ive been fuckin hoes and poppin pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar
Feel just like a rockstar
Ive been pop
Ive been pop
Ive been in the Hills fuckin superstars
Feelin like a popstar
Drankin Henny, bad bitches jumpin in the pool
And they aint got on no bra
Hit her from the back, pullin on her tracks
And now she screamin out, ¡No más!
They like, Savage, why you got a twelve car garage
And you only got six cars?
Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin, dont give a damn
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
Sayin, Im with the band
Now she actin outta pocket, tryna grab up on my pants
Hundred bitches in my trailer say they aint got a man
And they all brought a friend
Ive been poppin pillies feel just like a rockstar
Man, I feel just like a rockstar
Feel just like a rockstar
Ive been pop
Ive been pop |
Laflex!!..... Skrt Skrt.....Yeah
Baby girl imma smoka, lay you down then I stroke ya, 45 no holster, riding in a Range Rover, came down from Magnolia damn I meant to say Georgia, whip the work like a motor, fuck nigga I dont know ya
Backwoods got me feeling good, 4 grams in a swisher sweet, blowing all this money hella fast couldve sworn I was Big Meech, and my shawty got a Georgia peach, she let me stuff a couple grams in it, if a nigga talking crazy catch him lacking had to put a couple rounds in him, I be smoking on that Amsterdam, hot boxing in the uber van damn I meant to say Range Rover, all this weed hard to stay sober, bad bitch imma lay her down then next imma stroke her, in the kitchen with the pots and pans tryna whip a new rover, took some twins on a double date fingered one fucked the other face, imma savage cause I gotta have it promethazine pills and the passion, crack a seal then po away ak for a throw away, baby girl imma smoka but you knew that from the get away
Baby girl imma smoka, lay you down then I stroke ya, 45 no holster, riding in a Range Rover, came down from Magnolia damn I meant to say Georgia, whip the work like a motor, fuck nigga I dont know ya
Fuck nigga I dont know ya, chopper hanging off my shoulder, bitch Im smoking on kush niggas like what the fuck is that odor, Im whipping up work, I see your bitch she gone flirt, Im sipping on syrup somebody pass me a perc, I just went and bought a vert put your favorite rapper on a shirt, I told that bitch that I was in a rush, she gone let me hit her through the skirt, I just hit her then I skrt, niggas lame Steve Urk, we aint smoking on no purp, moon rock moon rock 2 Glock 2 Glock, and I got them 30s in em, we dont hang around them niggas, we too busy counting digits, on the percs got me itching, and my trigger finger itching, got the 30 Scottie Pippen, and you know a nigga pimping
Baby girl imma smoka, lay you down then I stroke ya, 45 no holster, riding in a Range Rover, came down from Magnolia damn I meant to say Georgia, whip the work like a motor, fuck nigga I dont know ya |
Yah
Yah
Yah, Yah, Yah
We got Elliott engineering man
Know Im 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 aint got no love for these bitches
Im 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 dont play no game, pussy boy, this aint Atari
Lying ass rappers, man, Im tired of yo story
Lying ass rappers,
Fake ass trappers,
Young savage pull up, roll the window down and clap you
I dont want that fishy, pussy bitch, you smell like Snappers
I just poured up four of Activis inside a Snapple
.223 itll 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 cant 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 dont play no game, pussy boy, this aint Atari
Lying ass rappers, man, Im tired of yo story |
Im that lil nigga that really be trappin
All of my niggas they really be cappin
All my of my niggas they live for that action
Im that lil nigga that pull up in that Aston
Im that lil nigga put you up on fashion
Im that lil nigga networkin in traffic
Im the lil nigga who gon let you have it
Shoot like Number 4 from the one from Mavericks
Im that lil nigga dumb diamonds like Jerry
All of em niggas they talkin like Perry
Check out my arm, that bitch got em carats
Pocket full of money, the boy got
Check out my charm, that bitch is outstandin
Im that lil nigga that bitch can expand it
See the head cap, made the bitch vanish
You the lil nigga who went in
All of my hoes, they went in Giuseppe
Standin in crowds, we buyin the section
All of my niggas they drinkin on texas
Im that lil nigga with zips for 11
Might break it down, but bricks Im sellin
Trap jumpin like
When I have to touch down, a nigga had to sell it
Had to fuck a nigga bitch, Im petty
Bottom of the watch itll make a nigga jelly
Im a shootin guard
If a nigga try me then a nigga gon get it
Say my name, Imma have a nigga blitzin
Im that lil nigga that really be trappin
All of my niggas they really be cappin
All my of my niggas they live for that action
Im that lil nigga that pull up in that Aston
Im that lil nigga put you up on fashion
Im that lil nigga networkin in traffic
Im the lil nigga who gon let you have it
Shoot like Number 4 from the one from Mavericks
Im that lil nigga that stay with the uzi
Im that lil nigga that fuck in Jacuzzi
Im that lil nigga that do all the shootin
Them SR diamonds make you niggas look goofy
VVSin nigga drip on my neck
Coolin system, it came with the tec
Bitch Im a player, cant pay for my set
Look at my wrist and the pussy got wet
Money comin like it grew off a tree
We wont smoke you niggas callin police
Louis V, I let it hold up the heat
My bitch at home so Imma fuck in the jeep
Im that lil nigga that shot up your house
Im that lil nigga that fuck on the couch
Im that lil nigga that get in the bowl and Im Im stretchin it out
Any problems, we gon air that shit out
Tell your baby mama spread this shit out
21 Savage, we poppin em percs
When Im poppin em percs I be dickin shit down
Im that lil nigga that really be trappin
All of my niggas they really be cappin
All my of my niggas they live for that action
Im that lil nigga that pull up in that Aston
Im that lil nigga put you up on fashion
Im that lil nigga networkin in traffic
Im the lil nigga who gon let you have it
Shoot like Number 4 from the one from Mavericks
Im that lil nigga dumb diamonds like Jerry
All of em niggas they talkin like Perry
Check out my arm, that bitch got em carats
Pocket full of money, the boy got |
C-c-c-c-c
Head bitch
Give me head bitch
Head bitch
Give me head bitch
Head bitch
Give me head bitch
Head bitch
Give me head bitch
I just want some head
You cant get no bread
Bitch Im tired of ya
Yeah Im fucking fed
Got blue hundreds on me
I wish they was red
Man that savage with me
He gon leave you dead
We just want some head
We dont want no pussy
Girl that pussy stink
Bitch you need a douche
Yeah I keep it pushing
Keep that shit moving
Shoutout to Sonny Digital
Shoutout to Metro Boomin
Im a real street nigga, got the trap booming
Fat Mac, he with me and he fucking with me
Yeah we in the kitchen
Yeah we cooking chickens
We just want some head
We dont want that pussy
I just want some motherfucking head, ho
I just want some motherfucking head, bitch
I just want some motherfucking head, ho
I just want some motherfucking head, bitch
Head bitch
Give me head bitch
Head bitch
Give me head bitch
Head bitch
Give me head bitch
Head bitch
Give me head bitch
Ima take you way back a long time ago
When I met this lil ass stinky ho
Bitch tried to ask for King Savage
Bitch you cant even hold my baggie
Im a real street nigga I dont do marriage
And you need a titty job cause them shits sagging
Five racks on me got my pants sagging
Nick on the beat got the trunk slapping
Damn, I just won a Grammy
Damn, I just wanna fuck your mammy
I just want some motherfucking head ho
I just want some motherfucking head bitch |
Good job, First
All the bitches want me
I got all the bitches thirsty
Got a pop star backstage slurpin
She just got engaged, but the bitch still twerkin
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang
Hit her in the bathroom, I aint got time to kiss her
I didnt go to prom, I couldnt get in with my pistol
Hi-Tec red, dog, this aint liquor
I dont smoke Backwoods, bitch, I smoke Swishers
She gon lick it up, your bitch wanna lick it up
Got a YouTube bitch, finna pick it up
Got a bitch with double Ds, finna titty fuck
Better call State Farm, Ima hit and run
Im a big dog, nigga, you a Scooby snack
Got a bitch from Pasadena, ass stupid fat
Im on Glenwood Road, right down where the shooters at
Let my dog in the room, she say she used to that
All the bitches want me
I got all the bitches thirsty
Got a pop star backstage slurpin
She just got engaged, but the bitch still twerkin
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang
I chief on the reefer , fuck on the freaks, huh
Your bitch is a cheater , why the hell you keep her
Say she vegetarian , but she a meat eater
This bitch hot and ready , I call her my little Caesar
Aint got time to flirt, Ima put it in your skirt
Dead fresh, bitch my outfit came with a hearse
Savage got a stripper bitch, and Savage got a nurse
Savage got her in the bedroom, now she cursed
All the bitches want me
I got all the bitches thirsty
Got a pop star backstage slurpin
She just got engaged, but the bitch still twerkin
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang
All the bitches want me
I got all the bitches thirsty
Got a pop star backstage slurpin
She just got engaged, but the bitch still twerkin
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang
Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang |
Boy dont try your luck tonight
Cause man, I got my gang with me
And we got them choppas, aint no fightin
They gon bang with me
Buncha real hittas, theyll even take the case with me
I aint like these other rappers
Pussy dont you play with me
Boy dont try your luck tonight
Cause man, I got my gang with me
And we got them choppas, aint no fightin
They gon bang with me
Buncha real hittas, theyll even take the case with me
I aint like these other rappers
Pussy dont you play with me
Four niggas in a stolen whip
Lotta guns and a lotta clips
Bout to slide thru a niggas strip
Cause he did some things that I cant forget
Home ride, aint no rappin
No music just lowin rachets
Only thing on my niggas mind
Is murder, death, and someone snitchin
Bout to park up on the strip
Booty all up on my hip
Walk down, no drive-bys
Gotta make sure this pussy get hit
Make sure the burner has clips
Pop like a punk then I dip
It aint over, had to spend it, bend it
Hit up every witness I missed
Thats just how I really could get it
Thats just how I really could get it
I smoke me some dope, I sip me some lean
And think about killin some shit
I pick up the choppa, the clip a banana
Im thinkin bout pullin some shit
Let it spray, its gon hit what it hit
Better watch what you say out your lips
Boy dont try your luck tonight
Cause man, I got my gang with me
And we got them choppas, aint no fightin
They gon bang with me
Buncha real hittas, theyll even take the case with me
I aint like these other rappers
Pussy dont you play with me
Boy dont try your luck tonight
Cause man, I got my gang with me
And we got them choppas, aint no fightin
They gon bang with me
Buncha real hittas, theyll even take the case with me
I aint like these other rappers
Pussy dont you play with me
Pussy dont you play with me
Bitch that choppa stay with me
AK, in her 36, so yall gon get 18 a piece
Bitch Im stand up, droppin brains in the passenger seat
Bitch Im flamed up, red rags, I got that gang with me
Bitch Im from the east
Where theyll murk you for a quarter piece
Say you want protection, nigga, gotta charge your ass a fee
And I ride round with that .223 on my passenger seat
Two more shootas in the back so thats like two more .223s
Fuck the lollygaggin and the talkin, all I know is 3s
Bleh, bleh, bleh, fuck nigga, all I know is bleed
I be gettin paranoid when Im smokin on that weed
I feel like Im 2Pac, or somebody watchin me
Boy dont try your luck tonight
Cause man, I got my gang with me
And we got them choppas, aint no fightin
They gon bang with me
Buncha real hittas, theyll even take the case with me
I aint like these other rappers
Pussy dont you play with me
Boy dont try your luck tonight
Cause man, I got my gang with me
And we got them choppas, aint no fightin
They gon bang with me
Buncha real hittas, theyll even take the case with me
I aint like these other rappers
Pussy dont you play with me |
Yo
Yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here?
Tryna put my Jimmy on your lipstick
AK with the strap, longer than the light pole
All my pockets fat, think they need lipo
All this ice on me, I look like a light show
Shoot you where you can’t go, Im smokin mango
Ridin’ in the Maybach, I got the brains blowed
Pass her to my brother, yeah, we exchange hoes
Ridin through the 6, yall nigga cant go
I cant keep it tucked, 12 gauge with the bucks
Say you bout that action, let me see you drop your nuts
I ask you what you doin but Im really tryna fuck
she ain’t no officer, as I ain’t tryna cuff
AR with the scope, yall nigga better duck
We shootin’ at the ground, soon as you tryna duck
Im German shepherd, lil nigga you a duck
Bullets so big, thought I him him with a truck
Get your , lil nigga you a , yeah
21 gang, lil’ nigga, Im a rider
And I keep a lotta hot shit, like lava
Im a millionaire, yall niggas got nada
Gucci on my jacket, nigga and my shoes Prada
gang, we aint really with the rah-rah
I dont fly Spirit, lil nigga I fly charter
G5 nigga and it came with a
Yeah, smokin hoes in this bitch, nigga
Yeah, wipe your nose in this bitch, nigga
Yeah, we got hoes in this bitch, nigga
Keep a pole, plus some hoes, in this bitch nigga
Got a minute for a team with the switch, nigga
Got a Glock seventeen with a dick, nigga
We got hollow tip bullets for that lil nigga
Tryna put a hunnid bodies on this dick, nigga
Niggas stealin my flows, I aint trippin Ima make some more
Slaughter Gang 4L, aint no way that I can cake a hoe
This a traphouse, hell no, aint no cable hoe
Switchin guts and Glocks, all on the coffee table hoe
Im a dog, I aint gettin married, married
Do I got feelings, bitch? Barely, barely
I aint got time to pop a bitch, cherry, cherry
Virgin bitches aint get nowhere near me, near me
VVS got the hoes starin
Pass her to the bros, we sharin
Make the choppa sing Mariah Carey
Went to Eliantte not Jerry
Last nigga tried me, buried
Every nigga round me, carry
Every nigga round you, scary
If you catch me down bad, dont spare me
If I catch you down bad, you dead
I dont drink , I drink red
All these fuckin tools think I need a shed
He was trippin, had to shoot him in the leg
OG kush Im chiefin
Swimmin with the sharks in the deep end
He still in school, he catch bodies on the weekend
4L, two ones on defend
Suck me til I ooh
Suck me til I ooh
Suck me til I ooh
Suck me til I ooh
Baby suck me til I ooh
Suck me til I ooh
Suck me til I ooh
Suck me til I ooh
Fuck me til I phew
Fuck me til I phew
Fuck me then I phew
Fuck me then I phew
Fuck me til I phew
Fuck me til I phew
Fuck me then Im phew
Fuck me then Im phew |
Wheezy Beats
Internet, internet
Fuck the internet‚ motherfuck the internet
Motherfuck the internet‚ motherfuck the internet
Motherfuck the internet‚ motherfuck the-
Motherfuck the internet, Glock gon leave a nigga wet
Chains on, mega flex
Bitch‚ I got a mega check
Car go fast, its a Vette
Fuck your checkers, we play chess
Saint Laurent ‚ Christian Lou
Hunnids blue , ooh, hunnids blue
Got that bank smell , my bunnies new
Your baby boo , she wanna ooh
Look at my bank statement , through the roof
Pour a deuce , buy a coupe
Act a fool , act a fool
Act a fool , act a fool
Rep that 21 gang, who the fuck is you
The niggas that Im with dont give a fuck bout you
Im straight up out the Six, nigga, fuck your crew
Them niggas came with you, then they gon duck with you
Fuck it up, bitch, I got juice
Drank it up, bitch, she a loose
Nigga, we dont eat no noodles
Do a drive-by off a dooly
30-clip hangin off the Uzi
And I gotta keep that stick
Diamonds drippin out that Patek
Lookin like I slit my wrist
Yall scared shit , nigga, talk cheap
Got 100 shooters , bitch, we mob deep
Bitch, dont call me if it aint bout money
Im too busy balling , you aint doing nothing
Saint Laurent , Christian Lou
Hunnids blue , ooh, hunnids blue
Got that bank smell , my bunnies new
Your baby boo , she wanna ooh
Look at my bank statement , through the roof
Pour a deuce , buy a coupe
Act a fool , act a fool
Act a fool , act a fool |
21, 21
Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah
Wah, wah, you dig?
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I dig
Shhh
Red bandana, yeah yeah
On my extendo, yeah yeah
Got that yopper, yeah yeah
Out the window, yeah yeah, 21
We dont play no games, no Nintendo
Yeah, we dont play no games, no Nintendo
Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play
Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play
Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play
Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play
Got a Hellcat, not a scatpack
That that gas pack, I got antrax
Got a lot of those, got a lot of hoes
Im the Saint Laurent don, got a lot of clothes, ayy
Bitch you better back up, dont get close, ayy
Call the lean man cause I need a dose, 21, 21
Gucci on my coat
Moncler nigga all on my coat, 21
Got them bricks coming off the boat
Rudy he just brought another truckload
Doe he just brought another Draco, ayy
Shot a pussy nigga, where? in Clay Co
Red bandana, yeah yeah
On my extendo, yeah yeah
Got that yopper, yeah yeah
Out the window, yeah yeah, 21
We dont play no games, no Nintendo
Yeah, we dont play no games, no Nintendo
Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play
Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play
Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play
Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play
Its a manslaughter, make your girl swallow
Ice on my collar, bet a thousand dollars
Killed a nigga and his partner, shot his bitch with the chopper
Savage said off em, so you know I had to off em
Broke ass nigga buried in the wood coffin
Break down the bread, boy you know Im bird off
Shooting birds at the nigga, Stone Cold Steve Austin
Zone 6, 9th Ward bitch, you know we triple crossing
Diamonds on me flawless, cold like Boston
There better be cops, VVSs moon walking
Watch a cool forty, tryna take the arm off it
Get shot in the face, try to take the charm off it
Red bandana, yeah yeah
On my extendo, yeah yeah
Got that yopper, yeah yeah
Out the window, yeah yeah, 21
We dont play no games, no Nintendo
Yeah, we dont play no games, no Nintendo
Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play
Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play
Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play
Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play |
I know this, bet you been on Los dick
Lately all you niggas out here sounding like my old shit, oh shit
Bogus, yall cosigning bullshit, yet you dont include me when its time now thats some bullshit, lil bitch
Oo, Im the GOAT bitch
Oo, Im the GOAT uh
Oo, Im the GOAT bitch
But you niggas know this
Ah, been in the kitchen whippin in the pot
Ah, just ran into my nigga from the block
Ah, he had a nine milli and an ounce now I do the Milly Rock on any motherfucking block
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinqo, say something nigga
No habla ingles if the police in my face AH
Fuck all that stunting and yelling
I dont buy nothing you selling
I am so fucking rebellious
I got the blunt lit on Ellen
Niggas is half hoes, slash bitch half clit half asshole half slit half way passed cold and that aint even the half of it
Both finna have a fit, ya girl keep disappearing thats a magic trick, she want this magic stick
Un, deux, trois, quatre, fuck was I tryna do
I aint go to French alot I be with French alot
Plus I did perform in France and spend bands on my wrist alot
Took a lotta risks aint hit no lottery to hit the top
Whip the drop, flip the top in the trunk so whether I pulled up without being noticed or hopped out the dopest shit I got the drop on you chumps
I cop this watch just to stunt, I got the Pac in my blunt, I got the B.I.G in my soul
Dont worry bout my flow, I got that bitch in control
Your bitch be talking to fast, might put that dick in her slow
Cant wait for this nigga to blow, I know they want me to win
Shit I could go to platinum with all of them rappers in Lolas DMs chill
This is not a threat this a motherfucking promise
You dont want these bars on your motherfucking conciense
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 , 7, 8, stomp your fucking face in the ground
Stomp your fucking face in the ground
Im really the goat, Im ready to go, Im really intrigued to see where my level can go
Im really the best, Im really this blessed
Dont render your feelings if you aint willing to test
I admitted to being a villain, wasnt my vision to be in a ceiling
Seeing a feeling whats missing to fill it in?
Im missing my feelings, what position you filling in?
I aint even give em the sauce, they was pulling all on a nigga arms, made me fuck around and spill it in
Splash
Your bitch wanna drown
Your bitch wanna drown
From now on address me as GOAT nigga
Whoever they hired to hire all you niggas
Fire that nigga |
I feel like Tony, Im a bad guy
Skinny clippers, Im a bad guy
All I hang around is bad guys
All I hang around is bad guys
You play with the shit you get whacked
I pull up and shoot at your neck
My clip longer than my leg
I dont wan fuck, I want head
Who done there got be back started?
Who done there got be back started?
Who done there got be back started?
Who done there got be back started?
Yall all done got me back started
Yall all done got me back started
Yall all done got me back started
Yall all done got me back started
Slaughter King, bitch
Diamonds in my ring, bitch
I dont give a fuck about a bitch
All I wanna do is hit licks
Fuck a trapper, I take shit
Fuck your bitch, I take your bitch
Im tryna go me buy a Wraith and shit
The choppa make you do the Matrix, bitch
No Miami, I got heat
Got the choppa on the seat
We dont play round with that beef
If he gon play, we gon eat
Yeah nigga, free the Wolf
Niggas scared, niggas shook
Slaughter Gang got the hook
Fold a nigga like a book
We run through these bitches
We count up these digits
I dont got no feelings
My coupe got no ceiling
Drug dealin and killin
But I prefer killin
Im not with the talkin
Young Savage a villain
I feel like Tony, Im a bad guy
Skinny clippers, Im a bad guy
All I hang around is bad guys
All I hang around is bad guys
You play with the shit you get whacked
I pull up and shoot at your neck
My clip longer than my leg
I dont wan fuck, I want head
Who done there got be back started?
Who done there got be back started?
Who done there got be back started?
Who done there got be back started?
Yall all done got me back started
Yall all done got me back started
Yall all done got me back started
Yall all done got me back started |
Got you couple grams, told em bring it to the bar
Mother fuck a section
We good right here where we are
Its just me and my compadres and we only make deposits
I remember when we didnt have no money, now we popping
And she bustin on my wallet, cause she came for the money
Rubber bands on these hunnids
Now she want take it from me so I...
Told her do it if she ready
Campaign on her belly
Money falling like confetti
I... Told her bend it over
Get to work because its tipping time
She said she aint into mind games, its money on her mind
So we obviously believe in the same thing
Obviously be playing the same game
Then she let go and get to twerking
Move that body, cause its tipping time
I wanna take you home and love but just for tonight
So we obviously believe in the same thing
Obviously be playing the same game
We playing the same game
Shorty keep poppin up at the square
Like she my main thing
Married to the street, yeah the concrete a wedding ring
She climb the pole then pop lock it, drop it
Ride the dick like a Kawasaki
Rolly, Rolly, we got matching watches
I bought my bitch a new drop top
I put Chanel on her purse
She stiff on me nigga, no flirt
I love when she wear no panties
Bend her over, hit her through the skirt
She know a nigga out here work
She know if she cheat Imma hurt
I... Told her bend it over
Get to work because its tipping time
She said she aint into mind games, its money on her mind
So we obviously believe in the same thing
Obviously be playing the same game
Then she let go and get to twerking
Move that body, cause its tipping time
I wanna take you home and love but just for tonight
So we obviously believe in the same thing
Obviously be playing the same game
Tell me what you feel, baby Ill make you a star
Do it in the spotlight, baby youll go very far
Damn you know you got it baby, you know you the one
And I just want to see you take it all off if you fucking with it
She shake it she got plenty
Told her drop and give me 50
Told her drop and give me 50
And Im gassed out like the Texico
Im rolling through the city
Benjis stacked up on the table
So you know she fucking with me
I... Told her bend it over
Get to work because its tipping time
She said she aint into mind games, its money on her mind
So we obviously believe in the same thing
Obviously be playing the same game
Then she let go and get to twerking
Move that body, cause its tipping time
I wanna take you home and love but just for tonight
So we obviously believe in the same thing
Obviously be playing the same game |
Black John Gotti
Double cup my costra nostra nigga
Got my brother Savage in this motherfucker
yeah
Nigga get your funds up
Yeah nigga get your funds up
Yeah better get your funds up
Dont play around we gon pick them guns up
Get your funds up, get your funds up
We are not that friendly boy you better not run up
Get your funds up, get your funds up
Niggas playing with us, we gon pick them guns up
21 guns, nigga 21 guns
Told ya get your funds up, get your funds up
Nigga 21 guns, nigga 21 guns
Pick your guns up, pick your guns up
Pick your guns up
I just picked your baby moms up
21 Savage get that work off a dump truck
21 Savage on the ave cooking cocaine
Nigga cant hang with the gang cause he so lame
I got Skooly in here with me, he just rolled a backwood
Bitch Im from the bricks but my trunk is in my damn hood
I just ate some steak and shrimp you niggas eating canned goods
White man cant jump but that dope he jumping damn good
Fucking with these niggas man thatll get you jammed up
Get your guns up, last time your shit jammed up
Front me shit on credit boy you know its getting rand up
Say that you a shooter? When you see me why your hands up?
Nigga get your funds up
Yeah nigga get your funds up
Yeah better get your funds up
Dont play around we gon pick them guns up
Get your funds up, get your funds up
We are not that friendly boy you better not run up
Get your funds up, get your funds up
Niggas playing with us, we gon pick them guns up
21 guns, nigga 21 guns
Told ya get your funds up, get your funds up
Nigga 21 guns, nigga 21 guns
Pick your guns up, pick your guns up
I turned 21 and bought a handheld chopper
My brother used to hide his fucking bricks inside my club
My mama was mad about that shit inside my club
But I gave her profit off that shit inside my club
Dripping like a faucet, wishes in the water
Dripping tone, Im alone in that whip, I got no problems
Flexing money where Im fromll get you robbed bitch boy
You must of not heard Im with the mob bitch boy
This is not no motherfucking job bitch boy
Only cops that Im scared of is cobb bitch boy
Come around flexing jewelry tryna flauge bitch boy
They gone say Skooly done got 21 to rob this boy, damn
Nigga get your funds up
Yeah nigga get your funds up
Yeah better get your funds up
Dont play around we gon pick them guns up
Get your funds up, get your funds up
We are not that friendly boy you better not run up
Get your funds up, get your funds up
Niggas playing with us, we gon pick them guns up
21 guns, nigga 21 guns
Told ya get your funds up, get your funds up
Nigga 21 guns, nigga 21 guns
Pick your guns up, pick your guns up |
21, 21
21, 21
Good head make a nigga toes curl
Southside
An Im still flexin on my old girl
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
Im in the studio and I got hoes there
Hol up, bitch, you on some guap
Hol up, bitch, I need some top
Hol up, bitch, Im in a drop
Hol up, bitch, Im in a drop
Hol up, bitch, Im rich as fuck
Hol up, bitch, Im bout my bucks
Hol up, bitch, I see his ?
Hol up, bitch, them diamonds, yup
Hol up, bitch, watch where you step
Hol up, bitch, I got that chop
Waitin on me to wife you, ah
Bitch, you bet not hold your breath
Hol up, bitch, you bet not tell
If I fuck you, bitch, you bet not tell
If I fuck you bitch, you lucky
I need a thick, brown-skin bitch like Buffy
I need a bad bitch to suck me up
I need a bad bitch to lick it up
What, what?
Need a gnat, gnat
Took the rubber off and skeeted on her butt, butt
Fucked her best friend, she like, So what?
Im a real skreet nigga, you a whole duck
Im in 9th Ward, nigga, doin donuts
Im in paradise, nigga, doin donuts
PDE and Slaughter Gang and, nigga, we goin nuts
All that pillow-talkin, nigga, get you ripped up
Hol up, bitch, you on some guap
Hol up, bitch, I need some top
Hol up, bitch, Im in a drop
Hol up, bitch, Im in a drop
Hol up, bitch, Im rich as fuck
Hol up, bitch, Im bout my bucks
Hol up, bitch, I see his
Hol up, bitch, them diamonds, yup
Hol up, bitch, watch where you step
Hol up, bitch, I got that chop
Waitin on me to wife you, ah
Bitch, you bet not hold your breath
Hol up, bitch, you bet not tell
If I fuck you, bitch, you bet not tell |
Yeah nigga
No Plug
Average ass bitches man
I aint fuckin you unless you got a million followers on Instagram hoe
Your chain got you embarrassed
My earring like three carats
This Louis chain from Paris
Bitch Im livin lavish
No Plug a savage bitch
Your bitch just an average bitch
No Plug a savage bitch
Your bitch just an average bitch
Now diamonds on my doin a holla
Bitch I used to sleep on blow ups
Bitch nigga gettin
Boy your money need to grow up
I read up nigga show me no love
Thats why I call myself No Plug
Bitch I dropped out to sell drugs
I got tired of sleeping on rugs
A 5.7 it hit like a
6.2 hell cat come get me
Yo bitch on the dick only thing she kissin
Fuckin wit me now a know a nigga missin
Pity these nigga what nigga we
My favourite room in the house nigga is the kitchen
I got 28 jumpin in like Blake Griffin
Your chain got you embarrassed
My earring like three carats
This Louis chain from Paris
Bitch Im livin lavish
No Plug a savage bitch
Your bitch just an average bitch
No Plug a savage bitch
Your bitch just an average bitch
Now my diamonds
Choppa have you running like a runway
Sellin hard dope on a oneway
Bottle of 4 88 of a one play
Got that draco in that passenger
Chevy just came home he goin clap at ya
Her outfit came from Pink I told her back it up
Packs came in back it up
Racks came in stack it up
This a Bentley not a Acura
I got Moncler on my coat it keep me warm
I got real shooters lil nigga theyre swore
I dont make diss songs nigga I send warnings
Droped a song last night he was dead in the morning
Your chain got you embarrassed
My earring like three carats
This Louis chain from Paris
Bitch Im livin lavish
No Plug a savage bitch
Your bitch just an average bitch
No Plug a savage bitch
Your bitch just an average bitch |
I got a lot of extended clips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of hollow tips
I be in the field, you be in the house
I be in the street, you be on the couch
Got a 223. put it in your mouth
I got a big ol dick, I put it in your spouse
Young Savage ho, what you know about me?
Young Savage ho, whay you gon do about it?
You aint shot no body, you aint got no bodies
AK47 make you do the fuckin Bobby
I got a lot of extended clips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of extended clips
Lot of hollow tips
Lot of hollow tips |
It was the week before Christmas and all through the traps
Real street niggas was tired of hearing all them bullshit raps
Every time I drop my top , bitches on my cock
Yeah Im from the block, bitch I keep a Glock
Shoot at your top, Free the Wop
Your bitch fuck the gang, and I know that you hating
Rolex flooded diamonds stainless
Red bottoms on my lady
Now she wanna have my babies
Slaughter king, Im the slaughter king
All I do is slaughter things
High carrots in my pinky ring
Glock 40 in my new Jeans, bitch I bang for the red team
Her pussy bad but the head mean
Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down
Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae
Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down
Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae
Drop my top at any time this button here let it down bae
Drop my top at any time that boy gon let you down
Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae
Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down
Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane
Drop my top at any time, anytime, any state, any place, anyway
Any kinda car you got I got, any type of bitch you pull up on
Any type of bitch you got I fuck
Gucci Mane, I love to ball
Closet hanging like a shopping mall
Tell the truth baby I dont need no top at all
I told her get lil man to get that bitch to chop it off
Drop it off, drop it off
Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down
Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae
Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down
Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae
Drop my top at any time this button here let it down bae
Drop my top at any time that boy gon let you down
Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae
Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down
Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae
Drop my top in the summer time
Say you but not mines
Heels go for the 23, call it Jumpman make it jump line
How you pussies riding round with straps
And you lil niggas aint pop shit
Turn the roof to convertible off I top shit
Roof off, and I drop shit
Savage Life with 21 21
Had 50 bags when I was 21
Got a foreign bitch she only 21
All black bitch, Bruce Wayne
Street nigga like Gucci Mane
With a Like Pootie Tang
The game choose me I aint choose the game
Say my Yellow Tesla
These diamonds same color
She talking money I got a lot
She drop her panties when I drop the top
Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down
Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae
Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down
Drop my top at any time this button here let it down bae
Drop my top at any time this button here let it down bae
Drop my top at any time that boy gon let you down
Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae
Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down
Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae |
Kid Hazel on the beat
Straight up
Nigga, dont you ever try and go against me
Hotbox four deep, leave you six deep
When I brush my teeth, dawg, I got a .223
On my mama, on gang, bitch, I’m on that
Get a nigga flatlined like a doormat
Slaughter Gang Savage, I be where the hoes at
She with the shit so I passed her to the homie
You cant hang around me cause ya phony
Yeah, my neck Dairy Queen, it’s a Blizzard
Yeah, I fucked your baby mama and her sister
Yeah, I let her top me off and you kissed her
Thot bitch, you cant even hit the swisher
And Im known for killin shit like Hitler
These rappers keep on bitin me, I call em nibblers
You gon fuck around and get hit with this four-nickel
Free my brother out the cell cause he ain’t got sickle
Bet this stick make a nigga play music chairs
Ten millimeter on me, I could kill a bear
Bought a bear-skin condom, I can’t fuck you bare
Got a penthouse, lil bitch, I ain’t never there
Break up with my bitches on Christmas and in February
Niggas be rappin all that gangster shit, they really scared
My brother just came from down the road still carry
I dont give a fuck if I got a billion dollars, nigga, youll still get buried
Don’t you ever try and go against me, bitch boy
Dont you ever try and go against me, bitch boy
Dont you ever try and go against me, bitty boy
Dont you ever try and go against me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Elementary, used to have a ten-speed
Turned 23 and bought a Bentley
Blood on my hands, got off forensics
Used to take niggas shit, never ben a thief
Yeah, so much money, make a bitch go get some nigga
Yeah, never been a bitch, I aint no pussy nigga
Yeah, yall niggas action, yall some action figures
Wanna play the game, you playin with a real nigga
Real street nigga , real killer , real drug dealer
Always pack a pistol, keep a pistol, I will pop you, nigga
Body drop a nigga, shoot your face off for you pussy nigga
Yall nigga hoes, tough talk, you some niggas
Hahaha, hahaha
Yeah, okay
Back to the street life, nigga, where your at? Yeah
A rooster with a nightmare, that ho got that ho throat back
All this goddamn money, man, these hoes come back to back
Yeah, for them racks
Young niggas been havin stacks
Smashin in a Demon and my partner in a Cat
We dont do the you know your bitch can drive that
Hahaha, ayy, man, this a whole bunch of gang shit
Dont you ever try and go against me, bitch boy
Dont you ever try and go against me, bitch boy
Dont you ever try and go against me, bitty boy
Dont you ever try and go against me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Elementary, used to have a ten-speed
Turned 23 and bought a Bentley
Blood on my hands, got off forensics
Used to take niggas shit, never ben a thief |
21
21
We be closin deals like a Floyd fight
We gon look like Pacquiao, he got that white
Richard Mille two fifty, got no diamonds in it
Bentley, its not tinted, want you see me in it
I done fucked that many hoes at Magic City
Verizon, my money up, my wifi lit
Aint no thinkin twice, you know I hit the lick
I dont think nobody here can stunt like this
I just dropped a whole bird on my wrist
Check my neck, I check my neck, the charm a hockey puck
I just ordered ten racks and once I throwed it up
Been ballin for like ten summers, Im still goin up
I just showed a million on the ground without a deal
Three thousand dollar pants where them racks is
You ought to kill yourself, you rockin Giuseppes
Alexander McQueen when Im steppin
Balmain, Balmain, Balmain, steppin the freshest
Im rockin three forty pointer diamond neck
Sixty pointer diamond for a charm
Im lit up like a motherfuckin stadium
We be closin deals like a Floyd fight
We gon look like Pacquiao, he got that white
RIchard Muir two fifty, got no diamonds in it
Bentley, its not tinted, want you see me in it
I done fucked that many hoes at Magic City
Verizon, my money up, my wifi lit
Aint no thinkin twice, you know I hit the lick
I dont think nobody here can stunt like this
AP skeleton, I got it bust down
Bought my bitch a Patek and its bust down
Fuck around buy your bitch a Rollie if she bust down
Every time I get a back end thats a touch down
Ice on me check, yeah, benjis on me check, yeah
VVSs on me dawg, nigga look at my neck, yeah
All your diamonds cloudy boy, everything round me wet, yeah
Where you get that Gucci sweater, aint come out til next year
Im with Casino, bout to rob a casino
Made a half a ticket, nigga showin Cee-Lo
I hit your main thing a gazebo
All these tennis chains, I no way I can be broke
We be closin deals like a Floyd fight
We gon look like Pacquiao, he got that white
RIchard Muir two fifty, got no diamonds in it
Bentley, its not tinted, want you see me in it
I done fucked that many hoes at Magic City
Verizon, my money up, my wifi lit
Aint no thinkin twice, you know I hit the lick
I dont think nobody here can stunt like this |
I take a trip if I wanted to
Smoke out that zip if I wanted to
I fuck your bitch if I wanted to
Buy a new whip if I wanted to
Boy you cant do what you want to do
I bought my mama some Jimmy Choos
Trappin out the buggy, missing roof
Im getting money, dont need no proof
Caviar frames on my face
Calamari on my plate
19 and got my own place
Broke niggas, they a disgrace
Smoking heat, I got a fever
Catching balls, Im a receiver
Denny got the case of Act in the freezer
Mix it with the Xans, we might have a seizure
If you a bad bitch it was nice to meet ya
Fuck the football game, I was hitting dope by the bleachers
I was in Buckhead, going to the cleaners
But I was never doing any cleaning
Every thing I did, it was a reason
I was number one like I was Ariza
Hawks stadium, pour another four during the season
I get the cheese, no pizza
Love the addicts cause I need em
Black and white just like a zebra
Feds pull up on me, I got amnesia
Got my dope from my man in Indonesia
I aint with the games like my name was Lisa
And my bitch bad, she a diva
And I know just how to treat her
I was really fucking getting it
Just take a look at my percentages
My OG is my representative
Dont fuck with niggas cause they sensitive
I was really fucking getting it
Just take a look at my percentages
My OG is my representative
Dont fuck with niggas cause they sensitive
I take a trip if I wanted to
Smoke out that zip if I wanted to
I fuck your bitch if I wanted to
Buy a new whip if I wanted to
Boy you cant do what you want to do
I bought my mama some Jimmy Choos
Trappin out the buggy, missing roof
Im getting money, dont need no proof
I take a trip if I wanted to
Smoke out that zip if I wanted to
I fuck your bitch if I wanted to
Buy a new whip if I wanted to
Boy you cant do what you want to do
I bought my mama some Jimmy Choos
Trappin out the buggy, missing roof
Im getting money, dont need no proof
I get that money and spend it
Im in a Rari, its tinted
I fucked his bitch now he trippin
Bitch man aint in it, Im in it
I got a way with the women
I got a way with the hoes
I spend my money on money
You spend you money on clothes
I broke my arm in the bowl
And I get 20 a show
I get my diamonds from Italy
I spent a check on that Rolls
I spent the check on her purse
Then I went bought me a vert
Im scrapin the bowl then I skurt
Im scrapin the bowl then I skurt
Im ridin round with a stick
Make this muthfucka fishtail
I get surgical with the pump
Nigga call me Denzel, Training Day
I just might hop on the plane today
My jewelry on me, but Im plain today
Money on me, it might rain today
Give a fuck bout what these haters say, bitch Im gon get it
Got a friend with a friend, bitches come wit it
Nut all on her titties, bitches gettin freaky
These niggas wanna be me, bitch I ball like bebe
I take a trip if I wanted to
Smoke out that zip if I wanted to
I fuck your bitch if I wanted to
Buy a new whip if I wanted to
Boy you cant do what you want to do
I bought my mama some Jimmy Choos
Trappin out the buggy, missing roof
Im getting money, dont need no proof
I take a trip if I wanted to
Smoke out that zip if I wanted to
I fuck your bitch if I wanted to
Buy a new whip if I wanted to
Boy you cant do what you want to do
I bought my mama some Jimmy Choos
Trappin out the buggy, missing roof
Im getting money, dont need no proof |
Yeah, yeah, woah, yeah, yeah
21
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
A lot of money bring a lot of problems
Aint no way that I can solve them all
Im the one that they be calling on
I’m the one that they be calling
Keep it real regardless
All that stabbing in my back, it made me heartless
When you getting money you a target
I was real way before I bought a Rari
I was real from the start and thats on God, yеah
Want my heart, then you gotta play your part, yeah
Streets cold, they done left a nigga scarred, yeah
I took my war wounds and turned them into some art
I took the pain and I turned it to ambition
If I aint had the fame, would you still love me?
Aint have a dollar to my name, would you still love me?
If I was a lame, would you still fuck me?
If I aint have a chain, would you still fuck me?
Would you still love me?
Would you still love me?
Would you still love me?
Would you still love me?
Would you still love me?
Would you still love me?
Would you still love me?
On the road a lot, my momma say Im distant
Said she miss our conversations in the kitchen
Said she miss her baby boy, I know I’m trippin
Man, the fame got a nigga like different
I got shot, I wish they would have never hit me
R.I.P. to Johnny B ’cause he was with me
We gon pull up on your block and let the sticks speak
When Im gone, real niggas gon miss me
I ain’t with the rap beef, nigga miss me
Fuck around and lose your life tryna diss me
I just left from of of Slauson, where the Crips be
Im a starter, I cant let a nigga bench me
If I aint had the fame, would you still love me?
If I aint have a name, would you still love me?
Asked my bitch if I was lame, would she still fuck me?
I ask my bitch if I was lame, would she still fuck me?
Carbon 1.5, I cant let you touch me
And I kept it real way before the money
Keep banana clips, nigga, like a monkey
All my niggas hungry and you look like lunch meat
Yeah, yeah, straight up out the gutter, dawg
Never put a bitch before my brother, dawg
I was eating noodles, we were struggling, dawg
Now I spend a thousand on a sweater, dawg
If I aint had a fame, would you still love me?
Aint have a dollar to my name, would you still love me?
If I was a lame, would you still fuck me?
If I aint have a chain, would you still fuck me?
Would you still love me?
Would you still love me?
Would you still love me?
Would you still love me?
Would you still love me?
Would you still love me?
Would you still love me?
A lot of money bring a lot of problems
Aint no way that I can solve them all
Im the one that they be calling on
Im the one that they be calling |
Yeah, my skinny jeans stuffed
And my diamonds VSs
Im a real big player
I cant pay for no sex
Pockets loaded, chopper loaded
Bitch, Im loaded, you know it
Give a fuck about a bitch
I pass that hoe to my woadie
Hah
Turn up on they ass then
Turn up on they ass then
Turn up on they ass then
Turn up on they ass then
Turn up on they ass then
I turn up out a bag, bout that cash, I got racks
Every pocket, issa 20 and a rocket, nigga, stop it
Why you copy? I got ice like I play hockey, bitch we poppin
Made 100 last month cause, yeah, Im poppin, hot like Takis
Im just gon run up a bag
She pretty, she built like a stallion
I take care all of my family
You gotta take care of your family
Checking the bag and its next to the stick
VVSs got them shits to my wrist
We get money, we aint bragging bout shit
Came from nothing, now we havin, lil bitch
Yeah, my skinny jeans stuffed
And my diamonds VSs
Im a real big player
I cant pay for no sex
Pockets loaded, chopper loaded
Bitch, Im loaded, you know it
Give a fuck about a bitch
I pass that hoe to my woadie
Hah
Turn up on they ass then
Turn up on they ass then
Turn up on they ass then
Turn up on they ass then
Turn up on they ass then
I turned a yo into a stripper pole
I had at least 5 hoes on all my bros
Im in Miami, Sak Pase, my Zoes
I smoked a hundred grams, you smell it on my clothes
I be the two-gun Teflon
All this dopes stepped on
My mouth getting prepped on
His jaw getting crept on
All the trap spots rolling
They bitches getting chosen
My ice getting frozen
Dont roll up on me
Hell roll up and get aired out
Airing out all the spots
Yeah, I fuck on all the thots
Too many cars, where the parking lot?
First we robbed, now we mob a lot
Niggas see this gang, then you know they stopped
Yeah, bitch, you know they stopped
Like the nigga called the out
No, you are not smart as I
Keep the heat on me, chicken, Popeyes
Yeah, nigga, bye bye
Turn the white sheet to a tie-dye
Make a nigga momma cry-cry
Pay your homies, make em lie-lie
Got a red flag, fuck a bulls-eye
Like a car, bitch, I gotta pull out, yeah
These fuck niggas rat-rat-rats, gotta sue a lot
Yeah, and I said these niggas, yeah, yeah, bring the plurals out
I ran my ward , like a STD, bring the cures out
Got a half a million worth jewelry on, gotta bring the security out
Yeah, my skinny jeans stuffed
And my diamonds VSs
Im a real big player
I cant pay for no sex
Pockets loaded, chopper loaded
Bitch, Im loaded, you know it
Give a fuck about a bitch
I pass that hoe to my woadie
Hah
Turn up on they ass then
Turn up on they ass then
Turn up on they ass then
Turn up on they ass then
Turn up on they ass then |
Bitch I dont need NO I.D. Im with twenty-one
UGH!
Too trill... Nigga!
I got my dollars up and now Im going dumb
Bitches got some followers and now they acting dumb
Bitch I dont need NO I.D. Im with twenty-one
Its just us and twenty bitches think we on to something
Im going dumb
Im going dumb
Bitch I dont NO I.D. Im with twenty-one
Im going dumb
Im going dumb
I told my partners grab the choppers think we on to something
I left my glizzy at the house cause I was with the glizzys
Slaughter gang throw bullets around like a fucking frisbee
She got some followers but savage still not on her titty
Im from the streets you just a rapper with a fucking image
Im whipping a brick bitch
I pull up with sticks bitch
I pull up and bop, bop
I pull up and hit shit
I pull up in Phantoms and Ghost
I pull up and fuck on yo hoe
I pull up and kick in yo door
I still scrape the sides of the bowl
Young savage I got to get dough
I got to go get me some more
I used to pour up a latetle deuce
Now I might pour up a four
Matter fact pour up some more
Load the sticks he gone
Got my dollars right went dumb
Percocets and backwoods Im gone
I got my dollars up and now Im going dumb
Bitches got some followers and now they acting dumb
Bitch I dont need NO I.D. Im with twenty-one
Its just us and twenty bitches think we on to something
Im going dumb
Im going dumb
Bitch I dont NO I.D. Im with twenty-one
Im going dumb
Im going dumb
I told my partners grab the choppers think we on to something
My niggas right behind me they got twenty guns
If a nigga play with jefe they going to hear something
Im with a nigga baby moms we in something foreign
Bitch wasnt nothing I wont even give her twenty-one
Its getting lit told my niggas that its time to slide
What you going to do if a nigga ask you, you going to ride
Right in your eyes, are you a G or you a lie?
Bop, bop somebody died here come homicide
Gang leader
Im drinking lean out the liter
Posted up with my heater in a white beater
Glizzy gang, slaughter gang, well come through squeezing
See you on a Instagram well I already cheated
I got my dollars up and now Im going dumb
Bitches got some followers and now they acting dumb
Bitch I dont need NO I.D. Im with twenty-one
Its just us and twenty bitches think we on to something
Im going dumb
Im going dumb
Bitch I dont NO I.D. Im with twenty-one
Im going dumb
Im going dumb
I told my partners grab the choppers think we on to something |
Eyes bloodshot, Im smokin moonrock
You gon suck this dick until your jaws lock
If it aint bout a bag, then my call drop
I put my baby mama on call block
Ten gold chains like Im King Tut
Back-ends and deposits, I got paper cuts
Im countin up a hunnid, get my dick sucked
By a ratchet ass stripper with a fake butt
I can sell crack and I can rap too
When I buy a Gucci shirt, I get the hat too
Im just another nigga out the trap, foo
Bought that bitch a purse so she can hold my MAC, foo
Cruisin down the street in my Phantom Ghost
Baby mama trippin, so I slapped the hoe
Went to the park to go and sell a deuce
Pussy nigga tried me so I start shootin
Blue lights behind me, damn, who can it be?
Woo, woo, the cal county PD
You Instagram gangsters, yall are not hard
Them Zone 6 niggas love pullin cards
Red flag tied round my extendo
I was fifteen pullin kick-doors
When I was thirteen, I took a nigga Nintendo
I used to skip school and smoke indo
Broke ass niggas smokin F pack
If I pull that chopper, you gon have a heart attack
All these fuckin shows, got my pockets fat
I keep one in the head, it aint no cockin back
Slaughter Gang, killin like Sons of Anarchy
Your main bitch, she gon suck the skin off me
Im so fuckin fresh it aint no lint on me
I bought a foreign and it screamin put some tint on me |
Yah, yah, yah
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Metro, Metro, Metro, Metro, Metro, Metro
If young Metro dont trust you Im gon shoot you
I dont play, I need my cake
Colder than a winter day
Bitch, I keep a dirty K
Shawty got a fat ass
Say she like the way I swag
Might just buy the bitch a bag
Yellow Xan, taxi cab
Smokin on a pound of gas
Pussy nigga make me laugh , laugh
Bitch, I like to get that cash
Do you like to get that cash?
Lil bitch, then we can get some cash
I ran my money up
An I aint talkin no more
Pull up on your block
An he aint talkin no more
I hit it from the back
Then climb on top of your ho
I got real money
No Monopoly, ho
Yee aint talkin bout a bitch-ass thing
Yee aint shot a bitch-ass thing
Yee aint got a bitch-ass thing
I just bought my bitch a Mustang
I just bought myself a Mulsanne
You say you gettin money, who cant?
You say that you got shooters, they cant aim
I spent your life savings on a chain
21 gang, bitch
You know what I claim, bitch
You know I got stain, bitch
You know that we bang, bitch
Bitch, bitch, lil biddy bitch
I spent that shit on my wrist
I spent that shit on my clique
Runnin up racks
Bitch, I got dope on my wrist
Cookin up dope in the kitchen
Cookin up dope like its fish
Bitch, you know it smell like fish
Bitch, you know I got the grits
Who wanna boot up?
Shooter, shooter, shooter
I got shooters on deck
Pull up on your block an leave you pussy-niggas whacked
Bitch, I keep extendo, thirty rounds in my TEC
You say that you got shooters, but aint nobody there
Yee aint talkin bout a bitch-ass thing
Yee aint shot a bitch-ass thing
Yee aint got a bitch-ass thing
I just bought my bitch a Mustang
I just bought myself a Musang
You say you gettin money, who cant?
You say that you got shooters, they cant aim
I spent your life savings on a chain |
Call my shooters in the six
Diamonds on me, look like piss
Catch me in the hoop D below Keyon Rich
Im gone fuck your main bitch
21 gone get your side bitch
Ive got hoes sniffing cocaine, sipping high tech
All these dudes around me shooting shit to stay excited
Welcome to Bahamas, meet my plug on the island
Smoke a whole a pound of green crack, got me fucked up
Literally found 20 bands, bitch I lucked up
Niggas dont wanna see me win, and I know it
Why I get that check, grab that check, and I blow it?
Fucked his baby mama first night, she was starstruck
That shit thats on my hip gone wake you up, nigga Starbucks
She gone suck a real nigga long, she got lockjaw
That money coming, going back and forth like a seesaw
Made me spill my double cup, that shit had me Td off
Bitch Im from the six you run up on me, blow your knees off
I got shooters, I got shooters, I got shooters in that zone six
Young nigga ride around, brazy with them yop sticks
Water splashing in n out that pot, I got sea sick
Finessing with a dummy brick, pussy I do trap tricks
VVS diamonds dancing, moving like a jet ski
JC in my squad, man we run this shit up to SC
Fuck the rap game, man I do this shit for slam dunk
Nigga call my phone for a zoe, what the fuck you want?
Made a whole lot of Fetty with my Trap Queen
I got grams of loud for the 15
Im running from 12 like Batman
I pull up with shooters in a black van
Swing through your hood like Tarzan
Woo, Woo, pull up, pull up, I got dirty in my cup
Im sipping on that syrup, Im sipping on that syrup
Im in the club with the old man, yeah that 40 tucked
Your ex on my dick, if I see her we gone fuck
I might cash your bitch out cus that cash what Im about, Gates! |
Fill my cup with ice
Fill my cup with ice, fill my cup with ice
Fill my cup with ice, fill my cup with ice
Fill my cup with ice , fill my cup with ice
Fill my cup with ice
Fill my cup with ice , drugs in my Sprite
Niggas know slaughter gang shiesty
Bitch I freestyle, I don’t write shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m havin’ money, I spend fifteen hundred on my bitch hair, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah
Twenty five hundred on my jacket, Monclear yeah
Yeah, yeah
You play with the gang, you got shot like a deer, deer, deer
I swear, swear
You say you gorillas, I hang around bears, bears, bears
Lions, tigers, animals and we don’t shoot in the air, air, air
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We do not shoot in the air
I keep a box of rubbers
I be dammed if I fuck a bitch bare, woah, woah
Bitch you know that it’s a no
Bitch you know that I sell blow, woah
Bitch you know that I can’t cuff you lil bitch
I’m gon’ fuck you and then you gotta go
Why you still scrappin’ the bowl, Savage?
VVS diamonds, hold karats
I’m a real street nigga, no cappin’
Snatchin’ my chain, it won’t, happen
I preach to the streets, like I’m Martian Luther King
No Super Bowl lil bitch, but I got them rings
My bitch ass fat as Aaron
No Mr. Clean, but bitch I got clean
Hundred K stuffed inside some Nudy jeans
I make one phone call, niggas kill the scene
I might pull up in a fuckin’ Porsche
Whippin’ dope, I damn near broke the fork
Poppin’ xannies, I done missed court
Extra twenties to my fuckin’ lawyer
Activas is all I fuckin’ pour
I keep boot, like my name Dora
Fill my cup with ice , drugs in my Sprite
Niggas know slaughter gang shiesty
Bitch I freestyle, I don’t write shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m havin’ money, I spend fifteen hundred on my bitch hair, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah
Twenty five hundred on my jacket, Monclear yeah
Yeah, yeah
You play with the gang, you got shot like a deer, deer, deer
I swear, swear
You say you gorillas, I hang around bears, bears, bears
Lions, tigers, animals and we don’t shoot in the air, air, air
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Twenty thousand on a mink coat
Sand tan, keep the pink, dope
I ate my whole bomb, see, C4
I can’t cuff her, she a freak, hoe
I’m in the booth with my Glock, forty
Glaow, baow, baow, stop a nigga, party
She threw that ass back, a nigga, caught it
Chasin’ money, I’m a guap-a-holic
Slaughter gang, can you dig it?
Two guns, can you dig it?
If you try to go against it
Send some shots through ya fitted
21 Savage shiesty
I be too high, I can’t really write shit
I put my youngins on ya, if ya icy
These niggas hate me, but these bitches like me
I might nut all on a nigga wifey
I’m drinkin’ dirty, you drinkin’ icey
Check a nigga, like I work for Nike
Body hurtin’ cause these niggas bitin’, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Need some new pants, cause all my pocket damn near bout to tear, tear, tear
Yeah, yeah
Fill my cup with ice , drugs in my Sprite
Niggas know slaughter gang shiesty
Bitch I freestyle, I don’t write shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m havin’ money, I spend fifteen hundred on my bitch hair, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah
Twenty five hundred on my jacket, Monclear yeah
Yeah, yeah
You play with the gang, you got shot like a deer, deer, deer
I swear, swear
You say you gorillas, I hang around bears, bears, bears
Lions, tigers, animals and we don’t shoot in the air, air, air
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
C |
Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta chicks
Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta checks
Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta sex
Yea yea yea yea yea Im on percocets
Yea yea yea yea yea bitch I got the check
Yea yea yea yea yea got yo bitch wet
Yea yea yea yea yea I dont pay for sex
Yea yea yea yea yea rookie nigga Im a vet
Yea I straight up out the gutter now I gotta lot of cash dog
Glenwood niggas known to act a fuckin ass dog
Yeah they caught me loomin round your partner with no mask dog
If I see the gang tats, Imma hit the dash dog
Real street nigga aint no cut on that
Pull up on yo main bitch she let me nut on that
Run on me a second and I bought a Maybach
Pull a hoe and a pussy nigga wake her
- 21 savage
Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta chicks
Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta checks
Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta sex
Yea yea yea yea yea Im on percocets
Yea yea yea yea yea bitch I got the check
Yea yea yea yea yea got yo bitch wet
Yea yea yea yea yea I dont pay for sex
Yea yea yea yea yea rookie nigga Im a vet
- Mookie Mardi Gra
Yea yea yea yea yea Im on percocets
I flex yo baby daddy with a diamond pac
Shot up his house... got a double back
Yea yea yea yea yea where the money at?
See aint no talkin when I come through where the cash at?
So give it up and get it back like u can have that
Yea yea yea I let my niggas smash that
The iceberg on my neck you cant crash that
The real gangs no panic I see what yall niggas mad at
The bitch you fuck is so old news Im Mookie Mardi I had that, had that
Brought that Draco in a party imma savage
Bitch on 21 hunnid imma maverick
- 21 savage
Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta chicks
Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta checks
Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta sex
Yea yea yea yea yea Im on percocets
Yea yea yea yea yea bitch I got the check
Yea yea yea yea yea got yo bitch wet
Yea yea yea yea yea I dont pay for sex
Yea yea yea yea yea rookie nigga Im a vet |
Quarter ticket on a drop , none of that shit
Think you poppin, need to stop bitchin, not lit
Drinkin on the syrup, Im leanin over, sloppy
One inside the chamber, locked and loaded, cocked it
Way too many chains, dawg
My lawyer do cocaine, dawg
Audemars Piguet plain, dawg
Yo shooters need to hit the range, dawg
If I cant run it up, Ill take some
My baby mama with the shits, she a
She standing like a stallion, mobbing like Italian
Im in that pussy drowning, nigga broke, he frowning
Pussy get wet like SmartWater
Bitch I got a check, Ill pay for it
Double park the Maybach and they cant tow it
Money so long that the bank owe me
Plenty shopping sprees, Saint Laurent Jeans
Open up my hood with the trunk key
You niggas tryna assassinate my character
Make a nigga pull up and embarrass ya
Tryna cover pain so the ink deep
Ive been through a lot so I think deep
Lil bitch, I got you lit, you better thank me
Pull up now and suck me like Lewinsky
Photo drop, yeah
Four o Glock, yeah
Three o shots, yeah
Yes, I drink syrup and I pill pop, yeah
I wont buy no pint if the seal popped, yeah
He used to have the juice until his deal flopped
Ima ride with you until the wheels stop
Ima fuck a couple hoes because Im real hot
Im just being real wit you, yeah
These lame ass niggas cant deal with you, yeah
Turn you up and build wit you, yeah
Open up a business or two, yeah
Put you in that Bentley coupe, yeah
Im the one that put you in that Bentley coupe, yeah
Im the one that put you in those Christian Loubs, yeah
Im the one who turned you on to Jimmy Choo, yeah
Gotchu flexing on your old friends, yeah
And they riding in an old Benz, yeah
Take you on a cruise, now you coasting
Get inside that pussy, feel the motion
Ima rich nigga, I aint boasting
You aint never met a nigga got more then
Pussy get wet like SmartWater
Bitch I got a check, Ill pay for it
Double park the Maybach and they cant tow it
Money so long that the bank owe me
Plenty shopping sprees, Saint Laurent Jeans
Open up my hood with the trunk key
You niggas tryna assassinate my character
Make a nigga pull up and embarrass ya |
We some young niggas, we aint really never had shit
If a nigga play with me, my nigga, I bet he hit black quick
Whole lotta money on me and I bet I keep a bad bitch
Coming for ya spot, yes I brought the Savage
Roll the window down and let it spray sideways
Catch a nigga slipping, hit em in the driveway
You better have my money, big worm, Friday
I let this motherfucker sing like its Sade
I let that motherfucker sing on em
You wanna buy that bitch a ring, dont you?
I give that bitch to the team homie
Rich nigga shit, we aint drinking green homie
I aint never had shit though
Young savage, I done hit a lot of kick though
I got Duke in this bitch fool
Yeah I bang red nigga but he bang blue
Chopper turn that four door to a damn coupe
Bet not piss me bitch, Im on that damn boot
Ten four show you lead up with yo damn boo
Nigga back-ends going through the damn roof
Last nigga tried me, left that pussy paralyzed
Rock a bye that baby, sing his ass a lullaby
I was with yo bitch and nigga thats my alibi
You say you gangsta nigga, how the hell you testify
We some young niggas, we aint really never had shit
If a nigga play with me, my nigga, I bet he hit black quick
Whole lotta money on me and I bet I keep a bad bitch
Coming for ya spot, yes I brought the Savage
Roll the window down and let it spray sideways
Catch a nigga slipping, hit em in the driveway
You better have my money, big worm, Friday
I let this motherfucker sing like its Sade
Fucked a nigga bih first night, gave her lockjaw
Oh you tote a gun but aint gon shoot it if it pop off
Pull up in that 90, now me emergency like cop cars
Backstage at my show getting head
Momma raised a savage, always knew I had it
Fucked a bitch in Magic and took her to the mattress
Gambling was a habit, mistake me with the fashion
Smoke the strongest gas
These niggas act, as Im fucking on a actress
And its in the movie but she like it from the back
Since a young nigga I been chasing after racks
We just some young niggas, we aint never had shit
We some young niggas, we aint really never had shit
If a nigga play with me, my nigga, I bet he hit black quick
Whole lotta money on me and I bet I keep a bad bitch
Coming for ya spot, yes I brought the Savage
Roll the window down and let it spray sideways
Catch a nigga slipping, hit em in the driveway
You better have my money, big worm, Friday
I let this motherfucker sing like its Sade |
Trappin off a Motorola
AK on my fuckin shoulder
Nigga make you do the hauler
Buddah blessed this beat
Put a TEC-9 on my necklace
Goin against the gang, thats a death wish
And I hold the pot with my left wrist
Nigga I ride or die, I wont dare snitch
I got residue on my clothes and shit
Yall niggas actin like hoes and shit
Gangbangin, thirty hangin with the bros and shit
I might put the toilet paper on your nose and shit
Yall with the yap-yap
2-2-3, nigga make ya do the Nolia you clap
She got that stink walk, twistin like she know its fat
She got three kids, all of em got different dad
Suck me up in a Ferrari, Ima do the dash
We already killed the shooter, where his brothers at?
She say she want a lollipop, where the suckers at?
Ima pass her to the gang, I aint cuffin that
whistle
Ooh, watch the drip, watch the drip, watch the drip
Ooh, watch the drip, watch the drip, watch the drip
Ooh, dont you slip, dont you slip, dont you slip
Ooh, too much drip, too much drip, too much drip
Every city I touch, I got hoes and shit
Fuck around and smoke a couple Os and shit
I buried a couple Ms, it got mold and shit
Im still on 9th street, sellin balls and shit
Bought a three bedroom, just to trap in it
This a crackhouse, hit her from the back in it
Bitch I keep a Glock you seen it in my lap
Bought a snake tank just to put the rats in it
Yall gang tellin, police niggas
All my niggas felon , we grave diggers
I was sellin two for five , right on Central
I robbed a lot of niggas , right on Central
They wanna hear that booty shakin shit, uh?
Savage on that , I take your shit, uh
I might do the Macarena with the stick
whistle Hey Macarena
Ooh, watch the drip, watch the drip, watch the drip
Ooh, watch the drip, watch the drip, watch the drip
Ooh, dont you slip, dont you slip, dont you slip
Ooh, too much drip, too much drip, too much drip |
Lyrics from Snippet
all these feelings I done hurt
Gun smoke, broad day
Nigga, gun smoke, late night
Nigga, gun smoke, any time
Gun smoke, anybody
Nigga, we got plenty bodies
Well come and see about it
Got your buddy killed about it
Yall aint did shit about it, pussy
You know how Im rockin in this bitch, pussy
You know it get to poppin in this bitch, pussy
I aint goin to war about a bitch, pussy
I aint talkin to the law about shit, pussy |
Uh, yeah
Yeah, nigga, its a knife and all, yknow what Im sayin, yeah?
Yeah, nigga, I hit your wife and all, yknow what Im sayin, yeah?
Yeah, this a plain AP, but I got a lotta watches, yknow what Im sayin?
Yeah
Nigga made a whole lotta guala
Now I got a whole lotta problems
Main bitch fuckin my partner
Nigga, we aint trippin, we ballin
And I got a whole lotta shotters
Hang around a whole lotta robbers
And I got a bad bitch callin
Put a bad bitch in Cartier
Catch a nigga ridin down College
Catch a nigga ridin down Godby
We aint talkin bout it, we savage
We dont talk about it, we shotters
Straight up out the gutter, we charted
Straight up out the gutter, we heartless
Im a street nigga and a artist
And Im gon hit my targets
VVSs drippin off my chain, hoe
I be in them places where you cant go
My brother down the road on tango
You rap niggas sweeter than a mango
TEC on me with the coolie on it
Ima fuck around and Ima queeze
Pain runnin through my veins
I dont want the fame, I just wanna eat
Rap niggas callin my phone
Nigga, fuck these niggas, these niggas aint Gs
Spend on a lot of niggas, I aint spend no more
Fuck around and get robbed round me
Chain snatched
Watch snatched, dont get it back
Chopper on you
Wrong move, get hit in the back
Im Young Savage
Real nigga, they vouchin for that
I keep it on me
One in the head, no cockin it back
And I make your bitch drop it back
And I spend a dub in Saks
And I do a whole lot of drinkin
I done put a hole in my kidney
Yall niggas pussy like kittens
VVSs on, I need mittens
Nigga, we aint leavin no witness
Stomp a nigga til he need stitches
I aint never played no victim
Every nigga played, I killed him
Put a nigga in a blender, nigga, then we chop it up
Put it in the Pyrex, nigga, then we lock it up
Put that bitch inside a Benz, she was in a Acura
Niggas be actin tough, I just be stackin up
Used to ride around with Dracos, now Im going platinum
Nigga, put gold on denim
Nigga, I said it, I meant it
Nigga, be fresh like mint
Nigga on percs, Im itchin
Nigga, I stayed in the trenches
Niggas still play in the trenches
Stayed up late on missions
Sometimes we aint strike for a dime
If them niggas actin scared, I ride
When my brother got killed, I cried
I cant let a nigga stop my stride
Gotta keep this shit goin, gotta move
If it come down to it, Im bustin moves
I jump up out that vert with a Uzi
These facts, lil nigga, Im the truth
You got goons, lil nigga, I got troops
They dont got Instagrams cause they shoot
Coulda got a four-door, I got a coupe
Coulda fucked that bitch, I passed her to the crew
Shiverin and shakin, boy you aint gon shoot
Rice Street, man I ate a lot of soups
Nigga made a whole lotta guala
Now I got a whole lotta problems
Main bitch fuckin my partner
Nigga, we aint trippin, we ballin
And I got a whole lotta shotters
Hang around a whole lotta robbers
And I got a bad bitch callin
Put a bad bitch in Cartier
Catch a nigga ridin down College
Catch a nigga ridin down Godby
We aint talkin bout it, we savage
We dont talk about it, we shotters
Straight up out the gutter, we charted
Straight up out the gutter, we heartless
Im a street nigga and a artist
And Im gon hit my targets
Now I got a whole lot of money
An I got a whole lotta hoes
An I got a whole lotta goals
An I succeeded all em, ohhh
Fuck this shit, dont need no friends, yeah
AP, black and rose-gold, yeah
An I got a brand new Benz, yeah
Mama gon squat, it unfolds
Ya, an I got some whole lotta bitches
Lotta bands on a muthafuckin roll, yeah
An I ran down bank head
Drop heads, R.I.P. Shawty Lo, yeah
An I got a whole lotta homies
Round here tryna wipe your nose, yeah
An I got a brand new bitch
Ten-thousand dollar ring on her toes, yeah
Way too much different shit
I just wanna slam my door, yeah
Aint tryna see no hoe
I just wanna see my woes, yeah
Ooh, I aint tryna see no show
Not until I count my doles, ooh
Honey wanna see if she can choke
Man, I just wanna see if she a pro, ooh
Im just tryna drip up out Versace robes, ooh
Fuck around, kill with my blood
Nigga, fuck around, hang with my lows, ooh
Bitch, you know we flirtin, leave em in the dirt
Ooh, yeah, cash moneys the only thing thatll work
Ooh, yeah, get it, get it, uh
Make the cutter look like fireworks
I just count the bands like a clerk
My bitch said, Pop me a Perky, yeah
I just might gon let her slurp
Puttin every angle like Kurt
Call a quarter-milli while we swerve, yeah
Put it in the pot, make it work, yeah
Bitches see the smirk, see the smirk, yeah
Put in the bad bitch work, yeah
I got a bitch down in chain gang
An she suitcasing the Percs, yeah
I got a billboard in Chinatown
I got a billboard in Tokyo
I got a old hoe like Im 44
You cant see me like Im locked up, ohh
Used to rob for purses
They scream and we burstin
I got a million in scripts
Codeine like a nurse
I shot em, I need a jersey
I shot em, I need a jersey
I call up my woes like aye
Its done, I smoked em, I need a hearse
Lets play, Who shot first?
Lets play, First one murked
An I bought a bitch that Chanel
Yeah, same color Starburst
Got a condo full of hoes, yeah
An they tryna swerve-swerve
An you gotta cash out
Before you see the work-work
Nigga made a whole lotta guala
Now I got a whole lotta problems
Main bitch fuckin my partner
Nigga, we aint trippin, we ballin
And I got a whole lotta shotters
Hang around a whole lotta robbers
And I got a bad bitch callin
Put a bad bitch in Cartier
Catch a nigga ridin down College
Catch a nigga ridin down Godby
We aint talkin bout it, we savage
We dont talk about it, we shotters
Straight up out the gutter, we charted
Straight up out the gutter, we heartless
Im a street nigga and a artist
And Im gon hit my targets |
I was born by myself, Imma die by myself
I been runnin up a check, so Im flossin with a chick
I cant hear myself when I look in the mirror
I be askin it questions, do you know who the trillest?
Is it me, is it me?
Do you know this shit aint free?
Too damaged to be sold
Now Im told, cant you see?
Im a boss, Im a boss
Aint nothin for free
Dont you know you gotta get it
Cant depend on me
Yeah the game aint guaranteed, yeah
Aint no handouts for the niggas reachin, yeah, no
Practise what you preachin, yeah
Can make a milli while you sleepin, yeah
But tonights the night, tonights the night
Tonights the night to get faded, yeah
Tonights the night, tonights the night
Tonights the night to go, you know what Im sayin
You know what Im
You know what Im sayin, aint no repeat
Nigga think Im playin, I keep it on me
You know what Im sayin, aint no repeat
Nigga think Im playin, I keep it on me
Tonights the night, tonights the night
Tonights the night to get faded, yeah
Tonights the night, tonights the night
Tonights the night to go, you know what Im sayin
You know what Im
Poppin them Percs got me faded
I grab me a bowl and I grab me a fork
And I get in that shit and go crazy
Them diamonds, they on me, they blangin, they blangin
So I see the truth and go skatin
Bitch on that savage, I fuck a big check
And I fucked me a nigga old lady
Bitch Im cold, I need a blanket
Yeah, Im bout my 10
Roll it fore it flood, come where I begin
Broad niggas and I cheat on my ex
Pretty titties, I might skeet on her breasts
Skeet on her breasts
80 thousand, put that shit on my neck
80 thousand, spent that shit on a vet
One night stands, just I fuck and forget
Hold up, faded
Ciroc and Patron got me faded
Hold up, wait
These bitches gon fuck if I blink
I run through that money, you cant
You faded and fuck up the bank
Bitch Im on drugs, I cant think
You cant hang around if you aint
But tonights the night, tonights the night
Tonights the night to get faded, yeah
Tonights the night, tonights the night
Tonights the night to go, you know what Im sayin
You know what Im
You know what Im sayin, aint no repeat
Nigga think Im playin, I keep it on me
You know what Im sayin, aint no repeat
Nigga think Im playin, I keep it on me
Tonights the night, tonights the night
Tonights the night to get faded, yeah
Tonights the night, tonights the night
Tonights the night to go, you know what Im sayin
You know what Im |
I rather rap on Zay track
Yeah , Yeah
Yeah , Yeah
Yeah , Yeah
Yeah , Yeah
Ha, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
21, 21, 21
Money long, clip long
Dick long, bitch gone
Bricks gone, Knicks gone
Trappin off a flip phone
My uncle old as hell, he want me to whip it cause his wrist gone
Bitch, you broke as hell, your car look like it came of Flinstone
Diamonds check, Saint Laurent check, bitch, I got a check
Avianni check, Gucci check, everything a check
Ridin in a Rari, Nudy in the cab, Chevy and a Vette
Dont you disrespect, Buck .50, slit his neck
I got all my ice on, ice on
I got all my ice on , ice on
I got all my ice on , ice on
I got all my ice on , ice on
Bitch, you see me shinin like a lightbulb
Frostbite, bitch, you know my ice cold
Nigga, tuck your chain, and your ice old
Wrong move, nigga, get your brains blowed
She a bugaboo, I had to change form
Ridin with my niggas, and the brains blow
Quiet Storm came on, I had to change songs
I aint take her panties off, she had to change thongs
They heard Young Savage, they had to change flows
You cant clone me, you better change goals
And take that off your neck, nigga, that aint gold
You been rapping all your life and you cant get on
Goyard bag, full of cash, yeah
Louis bag full of Mary Kate and Ash
I met her in the club, she was shakin ass
Broke my thumb countin money, I think I need a cast
I got all my ice on, ice on
I got all my ice on, ice on
I got all my ice on, ice on
I got all my ice on, ice on
Bitch, you see me shinin like a lightbulb
Frostbite, bitch, you know my ice cold
Nigga, tuck your chain, and your ice old
Wrong move, nigga, get your brains blowed
I rather rap on Zay track |
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Nigga my money big
Nigga, yo money lil
Nigga, yo money lil
Nigga, yo money lil
Bentley truck clean, insides ill
Rari guts ew, banana clips peeled
You say that shit too much so I know you are not real
You niggas broke ribs showing think you need a meal
Nigga my wrist on bustdown
Fuckin yo bitch, she bustdown
Pineapple all in my crush now
I pour a pint in my crush now
Pourin up green in a Fanta
We banging red bandanas
Feds got us on they scanners
Bitches fuck us cause we famous
What the fuck is private dancers
We aint into private dances
I got a bitch go to Stanford
We pushin dope on campus
Lil bitch name Taperra
I swear her head is superior
Pussy nigga on ya period
Me and my niggas aint fearin ya
Pussy shit, I can not stand for it
Pop at your door like the landlord
In something fast, check the dashboard
White on white look like a miracle
Interior lookin like cereal
Ima trap nigga like trap food
Trap lil bitch like to trap too
She just want a nigga with some tattoos
She gon fuck a nigga that didnt go to school
Yeah this nice thats beast mode
Shoot a pussy nigga like free throw
Find a lil nigga like Nemo
He gonna need a Stitch like Lilo
Take a nigga shit like Debo
Take a nigga bitch like repo
Nigga got holes like Zero bitch
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Nigga my money big
Nigga, yo money lil
Nigga, yo money lil
Nigga, yo money lil
Bentley truck clean, insides ill
Rari guts ew, banana clips peeled
You say that shit too much so I know you are not real
You niggas broke ribs showing think you need a meal
Hunnid on a Patek
Maybach tinted
Chrome hearts tinted
Clyde Christian
Bad women
Gucci linen
Fuck friends
I aint friendly
Bustdown watch
Buy a yacht
Nigga cant cuff no thots
Nigga, we aint cuffing no thots
Bad bitch fucking on spot
Lick it from the bottom to the top
Nigga, we aint dissing on songs
Nigga, we throwing shots
Young Savage used to trap on Glennwood Road
I bank with Wells Fargo, I cant chase no ho
Nigga, I wet my lawyer if my case dont close
Hunnids on me and they cant fold
Pourin up red, dawg
Nigga banging red, dawg
When I was a young nigga ran from the red dot
Whispering on the iPhone feds got me scared dawg
He aint get the money up I shot him the leg dawg
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Nigga my money big
Nigga, yo money lil
Nigga, yo money lil
Nigga, yo money lil
Bentley truck clean, insides ill
Rari guts ew, banana clips peeled
You say that shit too much so I know you are not real
You niggas broke ribs showing think you need a meal |
Judo
Ninth ward
Whoa, whoa
When you approach a real nigga, better think first
Im just a young shooter straight up out the red dirt
Smokin Cali pack, I cant even smoke purp
Used to trap out the nicks, sell chirp-chirp
Birds in my rear view, dirty got thirty bands
Serve em through the window, had a lil nigga bitch
Spot smokin indo
Actin for a nigga, they be actin sentimental
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Thats on a bitch, straight gun down that fuck boy
Put him on display
I copped a Rollie, it came with the big face
Chop down that brick, nigga, Im master sensei
Run through the racks, nigga, Im on a rat race
Aint always been up, but I grind on my bad days
Wait til they see them brand new paper tags day
Im in the fast lane
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
One, two, three, four chains on white tee
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
Five, six, seven, eight grand on white tee
VVSs on me bling blaow
We movin silent, but the weed loud
Choppa kickin like kung-pow
Nut all on a nigga bitch, ha
Sprayin bitches with that Ace of Spades
Hit em in the temple, pew, fade
Get some money, watch these niggas fade
Loso rollin loaded, catch a play
You aint never seen a nigga like me, hold up
Do the right thing, nigga, Spike Lee, hold up
Pour me up a four inside a iced tea, hold up
Knock a nigga out like Ali, hold up
You aint never seen a nigga, spendin
Come through like Obama, bitch Im tinted
Everything you niggas got, you rented
Rappin all your life, and Im independent
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
One, two, three, four chains on white tee
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
Five, six, seven, eight grand on white tee
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
One, two, three, four chains on white tee
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
Five, six, seven, eight grand on white tee
Y-you aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like this
And I do the Rollie, not the Breitling
Pull up in that motherfucker shining
Hellcat it run, and boy, that motherfucker hauling
Name a bitch in the city I aint motherfuckin doggin
I shouldve kept hoopin cause I was motherfuckin balling
Aint wastin no time, nigga I aint motherfuckin stallin
Get the commas, get the cash
Ima pull up in a foreign, nigga do the dash
I got niggas, theyll rob your ass without a mask
Loso Loaded, he aint never goin out bad
Whoa, whoa, I had to switch up the face
Wells Fargo, I dont bank with no Chase
Felipe with me, that my motherfuckin ace
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
One, two, three, four chains on white tee
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
Five, six, seven, eight grand on white tee
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
One, two, three, four chains on white tee
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
Five, six, seven, eight grand on white tee
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint, you aint, you aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint never seen a nigga like me
You aint, you aint, you aint, you aint never seen a nigga like me |
Grab my gun then slide on a pussy nigga
I will not run nor hide from a pussy nigga
Im the murder man , Uzi man
Essie man , Uzi man
Tattoo on my face, gold on my chain
I dont want her name, I change her last name
I put in work, go check my net worth
I dont get messy, but I do the dirt
Okay, just-
Pass the lizzy , pass the glizzy
Pass the bucky , pass the tekky
Ayy, I dont know where the fuck youre from, but Ill find out
Tell gang, book a seven seater and well
Pass your opp , pass the blocky
Pass the cops , pass the shotty
You claim that youre a tough guy I know youre lyin
I know your block better than you, so why you hidin?
I be on the block, like a lineman
I done took more jewelry than a pirate
We like models, cars and cash, but we violent
Glizzy with the switch, I am looking for my rival
Got his baby mama suckin on my private
He told the police everything, we call him diary
None of my opps aint never scoped, them niggas lyin
Big 4L, that equal gun smoke and siren
Opps still try test temperaments
From doing drills to fashion, we LDM
Gucci, bought ten, might step in for more
I might go blow a bag out of boredom
I left my new ho, for my new ho
She taught me awful shit, make no tutorial
I got that call, unannounced after two shows
I pull up my trackie and I left with blue balls
Might step in, twenty on me, maybe Fenty on me
Big drip splashy on me, Lenny Henry on me
Bad bitch come to the niz, I got plenty on me
She play it right, then she might end up in a penty, probably
Okay, grab my gun then slide on a pussy nigga
I will not run nor hide from a pussy nigga
Im the murder man, Uzi man, ooh
AK man, kill a man, yeah
Pass the lizzy , pass the glizzy
Pass the bucky , pass the blicky
Ayy, I dont know where the fuck youre from, but Ill find out
Tell gang, book a seven seater and well
Pass your opps , pass the blocky
Pass your Glock , pass the Glocky
You claim that youre a tough guy I know youre lyin
I know your block better than you, so why you hidin? |
I just caused a spill, damn
I can tell that you aint real, you are not in the field
I was kicking doors for real, all I did was whip
I was out there running wild, packin thirty clips
Now Im walkin in with style, all I do is drip
I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill
I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill
On my Sauce Savage shit, all I do is drill
I just knocked a new bitch, I just want the grip
Damn, I just caused a spill
And all my diamonds real
I split the grip on them
See you and me are not the same like a synonym
I came up serving cocaine for some dividends
But now I just stack it and stack it
I dont want the bitch, she a faggot
And I get to the money, its my habit
See i play with them racks like Serena
And the bitch say Im fresh like a cleaner
In the game while you up in the bleachers
Im a dealer, I serve you some features
Rocking Maison Margielas for sneakers
Rocking Maison Margielas for style too
Ima get it and get it and count the loot
Ima hit em, I aim at the fountain blues
So give me a room and go see the view, damn
And now had live on them couches
I came up from dealing amounts
I came up from dealing them squares
Dont fuck with the weak, I can tell that you frail
I can tell that you aint real, you are not in the field
I was kicking doors for real, all I did was whip
I was out there running wild, packin thirty clips
Now Im walkin in with style, all I do is drip
I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill
I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill
On my Sauce Savage shit, all I do is drill
I just knocked a new bitch, I just want the grip
Murder gang I drip
Bitch I keep a trip
Pull that off the hip
He just copped a clip
He just copped a drum
That’s a whole hundred
Bitch my bankroll
None’ but old hundreds
I pull out and nut in her back
Bitch I’m a pimp, I’m a mack
You play with this shit you get whacked
I slime ‘em and sell this shit back
Young Savage took Jill from Jack
Young Savage, I keep me a strap
I put the cat in the hat
I put the top in the lap
Bitch you gon’ get it and go
Bitch I’m gon’ hit it and go
I hit the whip in the bowl
I put my wrist in the bowl
I put my dick in your ho
She kissin’ it, lickin’ it, bro
I put that bitch in Dior
Murder gang, nigga woah
I can tell that you aint real, you are not in the field
I was kicking doors for real, all I did was whip
I was out there running wild, packin thirty clips
Now Im walkin in with style, all I do is drip
I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill
I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill
On my Sauce Savage shit, all I do is drill
I just knocked a new bitch, I just want the grip
I got twenty thousand in my grill
Oh my sauce, I just made a spill
Niggas mad ‘cause I’m really pimping
Niggas mad ‘cause I’m really dripping
Niggas mad ‘cause I’m knocking bitches
Had to thank god for the way I’m living
Cause I could be in the penitentiary
But a nigga still here dripping
I got the sauce from myself
I got the proof on the shelf
Sauce Twinz been drippin’ on ‘em
Big Sancho been pimpin’ on ‘em
And my neck full of gold medals
Me and Leeno down in Splashlanta
And we playin’ with the heavy metal
Reach for my chain, I’ma
I can tell that you aint real, you are not in the field
I was kicking doors for real, all I did was whip
I was out there running wild, packin thirty clips
Now Im walkin in with style, all I do is drip
I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill
I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill
On my Sauce Savage shit, all I do is drill
I just knocked a new bitch, I just want the grip |
Imma start firing firing firing but
If a nigga try me
Imma start firing firing firing
Wish I can turn back time
Hit pause and press rewind
Feel like all the real niggas dyin
Lord forgive me cuz Im tryin but
If a nigga try me
Imma start firing
Tell my shooter grab the choppa
Nigga start firing
If a nigga try me
Imma start firing
Tell my shooter grab the choppa
Nigga start firing
What the fuck you pose to do
When yo stomach keep talkin
Lil sister need school clothes
You clutchin on yo forty
Voices in my head
I cant seem to to get em off
One sayin stay loyal
Other tellin me to cross em
Everybody say they bosses but
They really all for self
Got me thinkin to myself
Aint no real niggas left
Cuz all the real niggas left
They either dead or down the road
Niggas goin out bad
Theyll kill you bout a ho
Man these streets so cold, so cold
I swear these streets so cold, so cold
I pray to god that he watch my soul
And let me know whose a friend or a foe
RIP to Johnny B
He died right in front of me
He was sittin in the driver seat
I was sittin in that passenger seat
Lil Larry got shot
Man my nigga Crucial too
Got me wonderin in the streets Like
What im pose to do Like
Who im pose to trust Like
Who im pose to fuck Like
This bitch set me up Like
Imma wet her up
They gave my right hand man life
Nigga I got real stripes
I remember cold nights
TJ lost his whole life
I cant take no mo of life
But I cant let go of life
6 shots i made it out alive its 21 for life
https://youtu.be/Rt_cP1aOYew |
Fuck yall niggas, its just my niggas, all my niggas want smoke
Dont trust my niggas, dont front my niggas cause all my niggas cut throats
Egg beater, all my niggas stretch dope
Home invasion, all my niggas kick doors
Navy seals, all my niggas on go
Pussy cat, all your niggas some hoes
I caught another body now I need a shovel, dog
Caught another body now I need a shovel, dog
I caught another body now I need a shovel, dog
Caught another body now I need a shovel, dog
21 nigga, well touch you dog
Paradise City, theyll touch you dog
9th Ward niggas, theyll touch you dog
Everywhere I go, my niggas clutching, dog
Dont you get too close cause Ill bust you, dog
I got that Patek on and Ill bust you dog
She should be standing on the pole the way she bussing dog
You might just get a Gucci purse, you keep on sucking hard
Niggas lukewarm and Im fucking hard
I got that desert eagle and its fucking cocked
Im in the hellcat, my Rari fucking parked
I heard you went out bad, you got kicked out the park
Caught a body now I need another shovel, dog
Caught a body now I need another shovel, dog
Caught a body now I need another shovel, dog
Caught a body now I need another shovel, dog
Aye fuck that shovel, we gon feed you to the gators, nigga
21 gangll bust your , nigga
Paradisell bust your fucking , nigga
9th Wardll bust your fucking , nigga
Saint Laurent denim, and its tailored, nigga
You can get plugged like some cable, nigga
I sold a lot of bags in Decatur, nigga
I robbed a lot of niggas that aint get no straightening, nigga
You think I give a fuck, I know you niggas faking, nigga
You think your Instagram gon make me think you dangerous, nigga
The trap been hard, the neighbors keep complaining, nigga
She say she nervous, she gon suck it through the blanket, nigga
I be way higher than Jamaicans, nigga
I know a lot of niggas thatll take a nigga
Dont you get it twisted cause Im famous, nigga
Ill still leave your ass stinking, nigga
Bumblebee, bumblebee, stinging like a bumblebee
Floating like a butterfly cause I smoke on a bunch of weed
Point that nigga out that saying he gon throw a punch at me
Old dawg, Mossberg, yeah I got that pump with me
I caught another body now I need a shovel, dog
Caught another body now I need a shovel, dog
I caught another body now I need a shovel, dog
Caught another body now I need a shovel, dog
21 nigga, well touch you dog
Paradise City, theyll touch you dog
9th Ward niggas, theyll touch you dog
Everywhere I go, my niggas clutching, dog |
JYork, whoa, thank you sir
All this money comin fast, I cant find nowhere to stash it
Lil mama ass fat, huh, I cant wait to smash it
Chokers on my neck boy, yeah Im rockin carats
You can throw it in the bag, bitch I think Im Fabolous
All this shit came off of gas, never seen advance check
I just sent like thirty bags down to the projects
I got one, two, three, four shooters clutchin carbons
I got bad bitches and they ass fat
Rock designer bags and they shoes match
They whole squad pretty, all yall can get it
They on Live with it, they hashtag litty
We on the sofa, poppin bottles, I just capped for fifty
Paparazzi snappin pictures, everybody lookin
Gold bottles everywhere, this is a motion movie
Fuck work, bitch said its goin up on Tuesday
Parkin lot, I killed them, I left the top roofless
Boss bitch with me named Cookie so Im Lucious
Forty shots, no handgun, Im shootin a baby Uzi
220 on the dash, I hit the gas, I bet I lose em
All this money comin fast, I cant find nowhere to stash it
Lil mama ass fat, huh, I cant wait to smash it
Chokers on my neck boy, yeah Im rockin carats
You can throw it in the bag, bitch I think Im Fabolous
All this shit came off of gas, never seen advance check
I just sent like thirty bags down to the projects
I got one, two, three, four shooters clutchin carbons
I dont need burglar bars, German Shephards in my yard
Merry Christmas, Happy New Years, I bought choppers for the squad
I been robbin since a youngin, I put trackers on your Dodge
You a rapper, Im a clapper, Put a hundred in your Ford
I got one, two, three, four Ms in my bank account
Five, six, seven, eight niggas ready to shake you down
I aint with the fake shit, fake dap, fake pics
AR with the scope, I give your pussy ass a face lift
Moncler jacket cost a thirty, I aint cappin
Army fatigue boots two thousand, I aint cappin
I aint talkin clothes, lil nigga Im talkin trappin
Ask around the city, everybody know that we bout action
All this money comin fast, I cant find nowhere to stash it
Lil mama ass fat, huh, I cant wait to smash it
Chokers on my neck boy, yeah Im rockin carats
You can throw it in the bag, bitch I think Im Fabolous
All this shit came off of gas, never seen advance check
I just sent like thirty bags down to the projects
I got one, two, three four shooters clutchin carbons
Im in the brackets by myself, yeah, Im forever servin
Prophet to the trap, some call me the eight sermon
I be where its bite and slash scary, but Im never nervous
Horses in the engine, if I hit it watch my whip swerve
Mask on, creep silent, watch me perv
Im a situation starter but Im excellent with words
Im fanatic with them bags and I just jugg off them birds
And Im a rack real haver so I talk with a slur
Mastermind of the trap but cleaned it up with rap
I got racks on racks on racks and all this shit here came off cap
Every time I talk that jug shit, I know you wanna trap
Nothin but trap talk |
Bitch, yeah, yeah
21 Savage, the bad guy
Yeah, yeah, hang around bad guys
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, Slaughter Gang shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel like Tony, Im a bad guy
Extended clip cause Im a bad guy
All I hang around is bad guys
All I hang around is bad guys
You play with the shit, you get whacked
I pull up and shoot at your neck
My clip longer than my leg
I dont wan fuck, I want head
Who done there got be back started?
Who done there got be back started?
Who done there got be back started?
Who done there got be back started?
Yall all done got me back started
Yall all done got me back started
Yall all done got me back started
Yall all done got me back started
Slaughter King, bitch
Diamonds in my ring, bitch
I dont give a fuck about a bitch
All I wanna do is hit licks
Fuck a trapper, I take shit
Fuck your bitch, I take your bitch
Im tryna go me buy a Wraith and shit
The choppa make you do the Matrix, bitch
No Miami, I got heat
Got the choppa on the seat
We dont play round with that beef
If he gon play, we gon eat
Yeah nigga, free the wolf
Niggas scared, niggas shook
Slaughter Gang got the hook
Fold a nigga like a book
We run through these bitches
We count up these digits
I dont got no feelings
My coupe got no ceilings
Drug dealin and killin
But I prefer killin
Im not with that talkin
Young Savage a villain
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel like Tony, Im a bad guy
Extended clip cause Im a bad guy
All I hang around is bad guys
All I hang around is bad guys
You play with the shit, you get whacked
I pull up and shoot at your neck
My clip longer than my leg
I dont wan fuck, I want head
Who done there got be back started?
Who done there got be back started?
Who done there got be back started?
Who done there got be back started?
Yall all done got me back started
Yall all done got me back started
Yall all done got me back started
Yall all done got me back started
...
I be Notoriou5 Bino, pullin up in your hood
Just like Boyz N The Hood, all red, 745
With the choppa out the back window
Hangin out with them savages, all my niggas, they be havin it
Long clip, them extendos, play your ass like Nintendo
Blowin gas out the window, gettin brain from your main bitch
Young nigga tryna get rich, but I still slap me a ho
And I still kick me a door, makin him get on the floor
Put the pump in your mouth, tell em, Get out the door
Let a nigga off the in club, with all of my thugs
We on them drugs, we dont give a fuck
Thats your girl? She show me love
Cause she know Im a bad guy, she know wassup
I feel like Tony, Im a bad guy
Extended clip cause Im a bad guy
All I hang around is bad guys
All I hang around is bad guys
You play with the shit, you get whacked
I pull up and shoot at your neck
My clip longer than my leg
I dont wan fuck, I want head
Who done there got be back started?
Who done there got be back started?
Who done there got be back started?
Who done there got be back started?
Yall all done got me back started
Yall all done got me back started
Yall all done got me back started
Yall all done got me back started |
Am I my brothers keeper? Nino Brown
100,000 off a beeper, Nino Brown
I cant believe that my homie was a rat, Nino Brown
And my dopeman still smokin crack, Nino Brown
50 bricks in the projects, Nino Brown
50 broad day in apartments, Nino Brown
Imma take over the whole city, Nino Brown
Imma run me up a whole milli, Nino Brown
21 Savage, I feel like Nino
In aparments, shootin Cee-lo
Got lil hair with me, and 3 kilos
Finna remix a nigga at the stove
I feel like Nino in the carter sellin dope
Only differents nigga Im on that glint Monroe
Splashing with the water when it leave the stove
When it lock up, that mean I struck gold
I feel like Nino
I feel like Nino
All this damn money got me feelin like Nino
All this damn money got me feelin like Nino
21!
Am I my brothers keeper? Nino Brown
100,000 off a beeper, Nino Brown
I cant believe that my homie was a rat, Nino Brown
And my dopeman still smokin crack, Nino Brown
50 bricks in the projects, Nino Brown
50 broad day in apartments, Nino Brown
Imma take over the whole city, Nino Brown
Imma run me up a whole milli, Nino Brown
I need a rockin bod baby like Keisha
Down bitch dont check you with a nina
She gave me loyalty, I gave that bitch a Beamer
She gave me more, I put a quarter on her finger
These niggas workin with reinforcements like G Money
But you cant break my operation, Im gettin money
I got a 100 round drum my choppa gunnin
snitched on me they
Fuck the fame nigga
Bitch switch she get dro in champagne, nigga
Rottweiler off the leash, Im off the chain, nigga
This the life when you sellin cocaine, nigga
Am I my brothers keeper? Nino Brown
100,000 off a beeper, Nino Brown
I cant believe that my homie was a rat, Nino Brown
And my dopeman still smokin crack, Nino Brown
50 bricks in the projects, Nino Brown
50 broad day in apartments, Nino Brown
Imma take over the whole city, Nino Brown
Imma run me up a whole milli, Nino Brown |
Humble nigga, but I like to tote that four five
Nigga try and rob me, he gon need like four or five niggas, yeah
1500 block, everybody tote a pistol
Yeah, pussy you can get your issue, yeah
Nigga, fuck your set or whoever ridin with you
Know I keep that stick, you know them niggas dyin with you
1500 block, everybody tote a pistol
Yeah, pussy you can get your issue, yeah
Nigga, you can get your issue
See that chopper flash, nigga, you aint takin pictures
Huh, shoot it up like Brian Nichols
Yeah, you gon need like nine niggas
Put that check on your head, fuck whoever ridin with you
Put that check on your head, now aint nobody ridin with you
Surround myself around some killers, yeah
And everybody tote a pistol, yeah
My nigga Sammy gone, that shit had drove me crazy
I think about it on the daily
I keep it if you try and play me
Uh, I cant let no nigga take me
Humble nigga, but I like to tote that four five
Nigga try and rob me, he gon need like four or five niggas, yeah
1500 block, everybody tote a pistol
Yeah, pussy you can get your issue, yeah
Nigga, fuck your set or whoever ridin with you
Know I keep that stick, you know them niggas dyin with you
1500 block, everybody tote a pistol
Yeah, pussy you can get your issue, yeah
Nigga tryna rob me
You gon need the whole hood with me
You can ask the whole East
Savage keep a long ass pistol
Nigga she a whole freak
She just wanna lick my pickle
Fuckin on her five years
On God I aint never kissed her
I keep that stick on me lil ho
You know that shit on me lil ho
All this drip on me lil ho
Fuck around and slip on me lil ho
All my shit go plat-plat
Savage still fuckin on a nat nat
Put a hundred round drum on your scatpack
Yall niggas hang around rat-rats
Humble nigga, but I still keep the four five
Nigga tryna rob me, he got shot by four five niggas
4L Gang, everybody keep a missile
Broad day, red light, fuck nigga well hit you
Humble nigga, but I like to tote that four five
Nigga try and rob me, he gon need like four or five niggas, yeah
1500 block, everybody tote a pistol
Yeah, pussy you can get your issue, yeah
Nigga, fuck your set or whoever ridin with you
Know I keep that stick, you know them niggas dyin with you
1500 block, everybody tote a pistol
Yeah, pussy you can get your issue, yeah |
Okay, been a long day, put the smoke in my face
Bend it over baby, stroking away
Give me your legs, your ocean, got my face in the pool
Okay, niggas dont play when it come to the pay
Dumping broad day, maybe someone should pray
You been away too long, nothing change in the hood
So you say, rain, rain, come and go today, novocaine
Numb the pain, roll a J, told her throw away, all the homies say, okay
Yeah, uh, alright, I took a little break to light the joint before the show start
I know you cant relate but if you can this feel like your story
Same lil niggas scraping up some change just to ask a stranger, cop the swisher wraps
Or a pack of papers underage teenage niggas living without a wage
Wage wars through the fourth ward
Flipping through the pages full of rage, how they came and snatch the land, and the acres
Did a rebrand sell it back to the people with some paper
I just came back, stateside, 150 days, University Ave
Lil niggas with water cases at my window
Tryna sell a bottle saying big bro, fuck with me, I aint out here selling drawers tryna kick doors
So it seemed he reaped the benefits, coming tenfold
I go to call the high around the corner for your info
Last time a rover, but this time you in the benzo
I know you got it, Im tryna get it and be legit tho
Its hard for a nigga bro
Push the fucking pack off on the porch or break a pound down
Get the scrap if it happen to blow, it make surround sounds
Pussycat on my lap, push it back and go to town, now
Putting rap on my back and Im black and snatching crowns
I came back around like a nigga selling crack in pounds
I got a bag now but its nothing to brag bout
Gun blasting the background, Im a black man with the blood hounds
Mac 10 making love sounds, two bad chicks, she from uptown, up from down south, not a loudmouth, we can fuck around
Hit the music, baby, cut it down
Hit a doobie while you do me and indubitably I feel like Ima bust now
I feel like a bust down when I shine bright, blind niggas is up now
In the cut, big black truck packs, you can pick it up now, nigga, fuck it, okay
Push the fucking pack off on the porch or break a pound down
Get the scrap if it happen to blow, it make surround sounds
Pussycat on my lap, push it back and go to town, now
Putting rap on my back and Im black and snatching crowns
Me and my money attached emotionally, I get to clutching if you get too close to me
Im at the top where Im posed to be
Jump in the game, niggas act like they coaching me
400 racks aint shit but a show to me
Im on the road and I bet that your hoe with me
When Im in traffic its always a poe wit me
Pillsbury man, I keep dough on me
Hit from the back, she giving me slurp and I aint even pull my pants down
Jump in the box and slide to the other side, its always a man down
Drive down, hands in the air, nigga make one move, get gunned down
Giving out smoke so long they dont even wanna talk no more, it just run out
No locked doors, I serve with a chop
Bitch got spent, she was hanging with an opp
We call him Mickey, he talk to the cops
I was on
Back in the day I invest in the block
Fast forward now Im investing in stocks
I put a drum on the Heckler and Koch
Dont play cause Im very invested in shots
Push the fucking pack off on the porch or break a pound down
Get the scrap if it happen to blow, it make surround sounds
Pussycat on my lap, push it back and go to town, now
Putting rap on my back and Im black and snatching crowns |
1-0 raps in my backpack, nigga
I had a strap in my backpack, nigga
Had that crack in my backpack, nigga
Murder gang nigga, blatt blatt
I listened to your tape and it was wack
...
I could make a porno out my snapchats, nigga, nigga
Fuck you mean, nigga?
Thousand dollar jeans, nigga, nigga
I dont drink green, nigga, nigga
We drankin real lean, nigga, nigga, nigga
Fuck you mean, nigga?
All that jewelry, made em tuck that
1-0 raps in my backpack, nigga
I had a strap in my backpack, nigga
Had that crack in my backpack, nigga
Murder gang nigga, blatt blatt |
21, you a fuckin shrimp, lil’ nigga
Woah, I got somethin for that lip, lil nigga
Woah, have you with a limp, lil’ nigga
Woah, cut you up, no temp, lil nigga
I get money cause Im rich, nigga, yeah
I might fuck all on your bitch, nigga, yeah
Got her drankin in the VIP, nigga, yeah
She want a gangster, not a wimp, nigga, yeah
Goyard duffle, yeah, yeah
Got that Draco in it, yeah, yeah
Tryna whip a chicken, yeah, yeah
Tryna break the pot, yeah, yeah
And I got that Glock, yeah yeah
I got thirty shots, yeah, yeah
Young Savage trappin, yeah, yeah
And Im fuckin rappin’, yeah, yeah
Ayy, lil’ bitch, you tryna blow it, yeah
Woah, chopper like a lawnmower, yeah
Woah, got that motherfuckin dagger on me
Woah, stab a nigga and his lil homie, woah
And I’m ballin like Nowitzki, woah
I get head like Lewinsky, woah
Police tryna fingerprint me, woah
Im runnin out that motherfucker, nigga, woah
Get money like a motherfucker, nigga
Bags in, nigga, gas in
Cash out, nigga, cash in
I’m robbin, ski maskin
You niggas know that Im bout action
Fishtail with the traction
Fuck a fistfight, nigga, I was blasting
Air that motherfucker out, we was smashin
Got them VVSs on me, nigga, glass
Fuck school, nigga, always skipped class
Fuck the other side, throwin red rags
Slaughter Gang, PDE gon do you bad, nigga
Runnin through this cash, through this cash, nigga
And my bitch bad, bitch bad, nigga
Yeah, and I got a bag, got a bag, nigga
Why these niggas mad, why they sad, nigga?
Cause Im poppin, ho, yeah Im poppin, ho
Got your main bitch, pussy poppin, ho
We dont want that pussy, we just want that toppy, ho
And I dont want it if the shit aint sloppy, ho
And I got that Glock, yeah yeah
I got thirty shots, yeah, yeah
Young Savage trappin, yeah, yeah
And Im fuckin rappin, yeah, yeah
21, yeah, yeah, nigga, yeah, yeah, 21
Serve a nigga with no scale, scale, 21
Come and help me wrap this bale, bale, 21
Fuck 12, no seatbelt, 21
Fuck 12, I dont need help, 21
12 gauge, nigga, thats my help, 21
12 gauge, nigga, thats my help, 21
Fuck 12, I dont need help, woah
Niggas tryna put the feds on me, woah
My young niggas droppin shells on em, woah
I know they scared now, scared now
Niggas broke, they cant even pay they bail now, ayy
And I got that Glock, yeah yeah
I got thirty shots, yeah, yeah
Young Savage trappin, yeah, yeah
And Im fuckin rappin, yeah, yeah, yeah
Them VVSs got her hypnotized, yeah
I used to walk around with two nines, woah
Then I hit a nigga for two nines, 21
Thats a half a brick, lil nigga, 21
You a fuckin shrimp, lil nigga, woah
I got some for that lip, lil nigga, woah
Have you with a limp, lil nigga, woah
Cut you up, no temp, lil nigga, yeah
I get money cause Im rich, nigga, yeah
I might fuck all on your bitch, nigga, yeah
Got her drankin in the VIP, nigga, yeah
She want a gangster, not a wimp, nigga, yeah
You only gangster when the gangsters gone, 21
You just a pussy with a camera phone, 21
You just a bitch with an Instagram, 21
No trigger finger, I got a trigger hand, 21
All of em like to shoot nigga, 21
All of em like boot nigga, 21
All of em in your boot nigga, 21
Finger holes, nigga finger holes, 21
You just a pussy with some finger rolls, 21
I cant respect a nigga with cornrows, 21
Broke nigga with your brothers clothes, 21
Broke nigga fuckin your brothers hoes, 21
And I got that Glock, yeah yeah
I got thirty shots, yeah, yeah
Young Savage trappin, yeah, yeah
And Im fuckin rappin, yeah, yeah, 21
Im a gangster, you a good dude, 21
I wont text her til she send nudes, 21
She call my phone when the rent due, 21
I aint got a dime for your stankin ass, 21
Wash your behind with your stankin ass, bitch
And your nigga broke, down bad, bitch
All my niggas havin fuckin bags, bitch
Rich niggas, rich niggas, rich, 21
Hit nigga, hit nigga, hit, 21
That stick nigga, stick nigga, stick, 21
Bricks nigga, licks nigga, hits, 21
Niggas tryna put the feds on me, woah
My young niggas droppin shells on em, woah
My young niggas droppin shells on em, woah
My young niggas droppin shells on em, woah |
Yeah
Lil niggas better shut the fuck up
Bout to ask yall for yall motherfuckin opinions
Sit yall ass down somewhere
Leave this shit up to the professionals
Chea
ChopStars
Yall know who the best in the slow down game, mane
You know what this is
OG Ron C
DJ Slim K
Hold on, lemme let my homie holla at chu
Yo, yo, yo
Its your boy Metro Boomin aka Young Metro 3 times
Its Savage Mode 2: Chopped Up Not Slopped Up
But my boy OG Ron C and DJ Slim K are the chopstars
If it dont say chopstars on the front, you got slopped up not chopped up
Believe that
You know how we rockin, we fuckin wit Texas thе extra long way
Metro
I got small fries want my spot, spot, spot
Most thеse rappers cap, cap, cap, cap, cap
Most these rappers cap, cap, cap, cap, cap
I got small fries want my spot, spot, spot
Most these rappers cap, cap, cap, cap, cap
Metro
I got small fries want my spot, spot, spot
Want my spot, spot, spot
Want my spot, spot, spot
Most these rappers cap, cap, cap, cap, cap
I got small fries want my spot, spot |
Spend a hundred racks on a jet
Flight attendant givin me neck
Yall niggas sippin on fake Act
Savage still drinkin that Tec
Big blood red nose reindeer
Zone 6 nigga I hang here
Yall niggas talk that cap but its been 10 years nigga since you came here
These niggas droppin like flies
Gold in my mouth like Plies
All these bitches be breakin up with me cause Savage be tellin em lies
35 hunnid thats slide
Put a hunnid shots in your ride
Tryna hold the whip while she suckin me up, fuck around and get a DUI
She do something strange
For a piece of change
Went and bought a range
That’s a piece of change
Blood in my veins, blood diamonds in my chain
Heart done turned to an icebox, nigga, Eliantte did my rings
Doodoo on the beat
Doodoo on the beat
Doodoo on the beat
Doodoo on the beat
Doo doo on the streets
Doo doo on the streets
Doo doo on the streets
Doo doo on the streets
MAC-11 cleaning up the streets
Spent 60 on a diamond dog leash
Givin out drip, bitch eat
Percocet geeked, Im street
Chopper get to kickin like Ryu
Make a nigga fuck around and buy you
Catch you at the red light and chop your coupe
Wifey in my condo blowin like a flute
Heard you got dope so we runnin
Seen the bitch cookin, no pans
This 4-5 do damage
Youre coolin on the five star, start fannin
Shoot they trained elite
He on drank, get robbed while you sleep
Bitch tryna get a , not with me
In the coupe, its a frog, watch it leap
Doodoo on the beat
Doodoo on the beat
Doodoo on the beat
Doodoo on the beat
Doo doo on the streets
Doo doo on the streets
Doo doo on the streets
Doo doo on the streets
Doo doo on the streets
Doo doo on the streets |
Big Boat, Big Boat, King Boat
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Since they went, I had come up in the game
These niggas throw dirt on my name, huh
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name
Ayy I do not want no Aventador
I might go run for the senator
None of these pussy ass rap niggas never ever been my mentor
These niggas hard on the internet
These niggas take pictures when they rock charterjets
I dont take pictures, just do it
Didnt have to say it, you knew it
Shout out to 21 gang
Look at my chain, VVS diamonds, they bling, they blaow, they blang
My ring, my watch, my rings
Cost something, the price was insane
How did you do it, how did you do it?
Follow vermons in the Buick
Record so the city can view it
Big Boat, Big Boat, King Boat
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Since they went, I had come up in the game
These niggas throw dirt on my name, huh
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name
Woah, woah, put some respect on my name
Put some respect on my gang
Put some respect on my chain
Put some respect on my aim
Put some respect on my aim
My shooters, they pull up and shoot at your brain
Put some respect on my Pyrex, nigga, Im cooking cocaine
Put some respect on my Instagram, I know your bitch wanna fuck for the fame
Put some respect on my shoes cause the bottom look like I done stepped in some paint
Poured up, told the pharmacist put some respect on my pain
You know I got a lot of money, ho, put some respect on my bank
Get on your knees, bitch, Young Savage put respect on her face, eugh, aight
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Since they went, I had come up in the game
These niggas throw dirt on my name, huh
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name |
Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you
Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you
Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you
50 round drum and my Tony Romo, I aint playin with you
50 round drum and my Tony Romo, I aint playin with you
Rambo, I got a handgun, made out of rubber
Fuck you, you fuckin love her, I crushed the rubber
Hilton, I fuck her face in, I got a Roogger
Glock, and I keep it on me, and Im goin use them
Shooter, a fuckin shooter, hate on my fuckin shooter
These losers, they fuckin losers, talk through computers
Me, Im a real listed, with no balistic
30 polls for the gang, thats how Im rockin
Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you
Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you
Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you
50 round drum and my Tony Romo, I aint playin with you
50 round drum and my Tony Romo, I aint playin with you
50 round drum on the back of my gun
Rode up, you niggas goin run
I think I got one
Its young Savage, come and do a slaughter
I made a living off fuckin daughters
21 shit, OBV shit
Pull up on your bitch
Im stuffin in my fist
A 50 round drum, I aint squosh the shit
A murder gang bitch nigga talk, all I do is play 6
50 round drum, 50 round drum, you niggas goin dip
Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you
Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you
Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you
50 round drum and my Tony Romo, I aint playin with you
50 round drum and my Tony Romo, I aint playin with you |
Young Savage Bitch
Trappin in the six
Trappin out a vette
Trappin with a TEC
Pussy nigga try me
Send some shots right through your neck
Young Savage Bitch
Trappin in the six
Trappin out a vette
Trappin with a TEC
Pussy nigga try me
Send some shots right through your neck
Baby close your legs I know the pussy wet
Just open your mouth I want some head
I walk inside the bank like all I want is checks
All these damn shootouts make me feel like Im a vet
Standing over the stove nigga
Nigga Im standing over the stove
I got Gambine if you wan play with your nose
Took that trap money spend a ten on some clothes
I feel like Don Juan I be pimpin all these hoes
Slaughter gang summer everybody get
Young Savage Bitch
Trappin in the six
Trappin out a vette
Trappin with a TEC
Pussy nigga try me
Send some shots right through your neck
Young Savage Bitch
Trappin in the six
Trappin out a vette
Trappin with a TEC
Pussy nigga try me
Send some shots right through your neck
Young Savage Bitch
Trappin in the six
Trappin out a vette
Trappin with a TEC
Pussy nigga try me
Send some shots right through your neck |
I wont ever fold, no
I wont sell my soul, no
They turned my heart cold, yeah, ah, ah
Its my time and I cant hold out
I hit the booth and pour my soul out
Niggas change and they gon fold, yeah
I lost my brother, my heart cold now, uh
God just sent me halo, yeah
They want me dead, I gotta lay low, nah
I aint scared, Im in safe mode, ah
I aint scared, Im in safe mode, ah
Im safer than ever, ah
I got a trey for whoever, ah
Patiently waitin forever
Lately I been conversatin with the devil, yeah
Play with the devil, you lose
I lost my brother in school
I was breakin all the rules
They dont even have a clue
All the cases I done had
Fucked around and made the news
It was time for me to win
All I ever did was lose
And thats why I pour my soul out
Go the hardest, I cant hold out
I lost my brother, my heart cold now
I swear Im in safe mode now
Its my time and I cant hold out
I hit the booth and pour my soul out
Niggas change and they gon fold, yeah
I lost my brother, my heart cold now, uh
God just sent me halo, yeah
They want me dead, I gotta lay low, nah
I aint scared, Im in safe mode, ah
I aint scared, Im in safe mode
Yeah, they want me dead, I got that stick nigga
Im watchin out for Crown Vics nigga
4L gang known to send a blitz nigga
Young Savage, John Gotti with the hits nigga
I want all the smoke, Im in savage mode boy
Yall niggas actin like hoes, pull your panties up boy
Damn near cried a puddle nigga when I lost my brother
Fuck that shit, I went and bought a draco and a shovel
Gotta know which way to move, better play it safe
Wrong move, wrong day, end up with a K
I aint never wrote no statement
I aint never did no faking
I aint never tucked my tail lil nigga, I always kept it gangster
Its my time and I cant hold out
I hit the booth and pour my soul out
Niggas change and they gon fold, yeah
I lost my brother, my heart cold now, uh
God just sent me halo, yeah
They want me dead, I gotta lay low, nah
I aint scared, Im in safe mode, ah
I aint scared, Im in safe mode
Yeah, yeah, I aint scared, Im in safe
Yeah yeah yeah, I aint scared, Im in safe mode, yeah, huh-uh
Hey you can hear the pain in my voice
You can see the pains on the boy
I was in the rain servin boy
Now Im in the Range and the Royce
All this drank got me noddin
Ive been cursed from the stars
Ive been blamed for it all
How you gon change on me dog?
I got no heart, two Glocks and an AR
Say more, you gotta pray boy
You know them boys dont play boy
Yeah you know the boy got, yeah
Power, I call shots, yeah
Fly nigga, yall not, yeah
Hundred K for my watch, yeah-heah
Its my time and I cant hold out
I hit the booth and pour my soul out
Niggas change and they gon fold, yeah
I lost my brother, my heart cold now, uh
God just sent me halo, yeah
They want me dead, I gotta lay low, nah
I aint scared, Im in safe mode, ah
I aint scared, Im in safe mode
I aint scared Im in
I aint scared Im in safe mode |