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I cant get enough I-I-I-I cant get enough I-I-I-I cant get enough 21 Im caught up in the streets, I-I-I-I cant get enough We got soft, we got hard, we got purple, we got tussin We got thirty round clips, we got hundred round nuts We got fully, we got semis thatll fill a nigga up I cant get enough, I cant get enough I cant get enough, I-I-I-I cant get enough We got soft, we got hard, yeah, I cant get enough We got purple, we got tussin, yeah, I cant get enough I cant get enough, where the cash at? AK-47 came from Baghdad Your main bitch, thats my lab rat Supercharged Audi, Ima crash that 21 hundred, we gon smash that, blast that For-for certain, Im worth it On them Percocets I guess Im perfect Never chase a ho, Id rather waste my time splurgin YSL shirts and my belt came from Hermès Holocaust your clique like a young nigga German I do this, dinner dates at Ruths Chris Never hit the movies, Im fuckin in Jacuzzis Walkin round with Uzi, please dont make me lose it Fifty thousand, blew it, AR, he make movies Im caught up in the streets, I-I-I-I cant get enough We got soft, we got hard, we got purple, we got tussin We got thirty round clips, we got hundred round nuts We got fully, we got semis thatll fill a nigga up I cant get enough, I cant get enough I cant get enough, I-I-I-I cant get enough We got soft, we got hard, yeah, I cant get enough We got purple, we got tussin, yeah, I cant get enough 21, bitch, Im all about a check Plus I hate hoes and I dont take no disrespect You say you want a nine, I might just serve yo ass some flesh Send you to the voicemail, you pull up, then you get wet Camouflage flag, yeah, we bangin like marines 25 hundred in my True Religion jeans I know you heard bout me, I sell a ho a dream I tell her lick the Molly, then she fuck the whole team Caught up in the streets, motherfuckin case Lil brick with me, sippin Goose, fuck a chase Welcome to my life, long cold nights Me and , we done took flight Im caught up in the streets, I-I-I-I cant get enough We got soft, we got hard, we got purple, we got tussin We got thirty round clips, we got hundred round nuts We got fully, we got semis thatll fill a nigga up I cant get enough, I cant get enough I cant get enough, I-I-I-I cant get enough We got soft, we got hard, yeah, I cant get enough We got purple, we got tussin, yeah, I cant get enough

Woah Bought my momma that new Benz truck Fuck this rap money, nigga cause I been up I know that they cant wait to say I switched up Thats why Im ridin with that stick and its filled up Nigga Nigga, fuck you mean, nigga? Nigga Thousand dollar jeans, nigga Nigga I dont drink green, nigga Nigga, we drinkin real lean, nigga Nigga Nigga, fuck you mean, nigga? Nigga Get hit with this bean, nigga Nigga, PDE gon clear the scene, nigga Nigga, wipe a nigga nose clean, nigga VVSs drippin, lil nigga Aint no in my shit, nigga Aint nothin but water on me bitch nigga Aint nothin but choppas round me bitch nigga Shoot yo hood up, I will Aint no trappin, no sleep Thats what happen when you want beef Thats what happen when you dont eat I cant wait to catch you down bad Ima make you throw that wife Hunnid thousand in that brown bag Flexin on my ex and now my hoes mad You street punk, aint got no stripes I know these niggas broke in real life Im a young nigga, I dont want no wife Hold my AK-47 while I sleep at night Nigga Nigga, fuck you mean, nigga? Nigga Thousand dollar jeans, nigga Nigga I dont drink green, nigga Nigga, we drinkin real lean, nigga Nigga Nigga, fuck you mean, nigga? Nigga Get hit with this bean, nigga Nigga, PDE gon clear the scene, nigga Nigga, wipe a nigga nose clean, nigga Nigga We undefeated in the streets, nigga We spray shit like graffiti in the streets, nigga Nigga, all that jewelry made em talk that Cause you know the gang woulda took that Nigga, want no raps in my backpack Nigga I had a strap in my backpack Had that crack in my backpack Nigga Murder gang, nigga brrah, brrah I listened to your tape and it was whack, whack I heard you wrote a statement, you a rat, rat I call my Glock Monica, it clap back I can make a porno out my SnapChats Nigga Nigga, fuck you mean, nigga? Nigga Thousand dollar jeans, nigga Nigga I dont drink green, nigga Nigga, we drinkin real lean, nigga Nigga Nigga, fuck you mean, nigga? Nigga Get hit with this bean, nigga Nigga, PDE gon clear the scene, nigga Nigga, wipe a nigga nose clean, nigga Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up 21, 21, 21, 21-21-

You see this chain around my neck nigga You see this chain around my neck nigga You see this chain around my neck nigga You see this chain around my neck nigga Im probably gon die for that shit She know a nigga a dog Im probably gon lie to that bitch You niggas know Im gang That shit aint gon slide in the six Audemar Piguet wet nigga Fuck that sneak dissin, nigga Im pushin up Make a nigga whole hood run and duck Id be mad too if I was broke as fuck Aint no gang gang, you niggas street punks, woah Grab that heckler on that bitch, hold up, 21 Smith and Wesson on that bitch, hold up You niggas stressin bout that shit, 21 God keep blessin me and shit, 21 Woah woah, scoop a nigga main ho ho 21, make her hit the road, four-four Cuffin thotties, thats a no no We pass em round, nigga pass em round How you gon be gangster nigga and a clown Im swimmin in your bitch, I think Im bout to drown Hundred round drum on that shit nigga, flip I got a lot of bullets for that motherfuckin lip VVSs drippin, lil nigga watch it drip You try to touch my chain, them boys gon kill you off the rip Last pussy nigga tried me got killed Aint no pump faking, every magazine filled nigga Ima hit something if I pull it off the hip nigga Your bitch in the , bendin over, gettin drilled nigga Behave nigga, sour like some motherfuckin milk nigga In me, it aint on me, this the way I was built nigga You see this chain around my neck nigga Im probably gon die for that shit She know a nigga a dog Im probably gon lie to that bitch You niggas know Im gang That shit aint gon slide in the six Audemar Piguet wet nigga Fuck that sneak dissin, nigga Im pushin up Make a nigga whole hood run and duck Id be mad too if I was broke as fuck Aint no gang gang, you niggas street punks Playin with them birds like its mid, yeah Drop top, shoot up your block Shootin so scary and so wild Pray to god I dont hit no child You know how we gon approach a lil boss nigga We gon go straight at his shooters Knock out and neuter, thirty clip on me, not down to go elephant We shootin shit out a four door, come try this shit Drunk off the Henny, I fuck around punk your bitch They copy the swag, the sauce, the juice And you let me notice it Damn lil nigga, you still sippin? Damn lil bitch, you know Im still drippin Im 36 Oz, Im hard as your house bricks Want an opp, I pull up and spark the bitch You see this chain around my neck nigga Im probably gon die for that shit She know a nigga a dog Im probably gon lie to that bitch You niggas know Im gang That shit aint gon slide in the six Audemar Piguet wet nigga Fuck that sneak dissin, nigga Im pushin up Make a nigga whole hood run and duck Id be mad too if I was broke as fuck Aint no gang gang, you niggas street punks

Niggas tryna clone me, tryna make another me, aye Niggas tryna clone me, tryna make another me, whoa-whoa You blowing up her phone and she still sucking me, whoa-whoa You a sucka, sucka I be on slump shit, nigga, I hang in the slumps I heard shawty got that dope from that Niggas getting spoofed, getting fooled out that profit Bitch see my Instagram and she think a nigga popping Young Savage, bitch, if you aint fucking, switch the topic I go foo-foo, I go coo-coo Got the juice, juice, nigga, who you? Pick a side, side, nigga, choose, choose Count a hundred racks in my new school Bitch niggas spend a hundred on a bitch, nigga Bust down, spend a hundred on my wrist, nigga Fuck them pussies, spend a hundred on a hit, nigga Hundred busting out my pocket, wont fit, nigga So much money in my pocket, it wont fit, whoa Asked about you round the town and you a freak ho I be thumbing through that shit with my eyes closed Let me get behind that shell till your spine gone So much coke, I got these bitches want to steal So much soap, just got a warrant, the police Niggas really thought shit was sweet Niggas really wanna me Chopper bust a nigga wave cap way back She blowing up my phone, I hate that, hate that I love it when she getting naked, naked I started from the bottom, patience, patience I go foo-foo, I go coo-coo Got the juice, juice, nigga, who you? Pick a side, side, nigga, choose, choose Count a hundred racks in my new school Bitch niggas spend a hundred on a bitch, nigga Bust down, spend a hundred on my wrist, nigga Fuck them pussies, spend a hundred on a hit, nigga Hundred busting out my pocket, wont fit, nigga So much money in my pocket, it wont fit, whoa Asked about you round the town and you a freak ho I be thumbing through that shit with my eyes closed Let me get behind that shell till your spine gone

Fuck yo lil rollie Fuck yo lil rollie Fuck yo lil rollie Red diamonds they on me Yo main bitch is on me She ride me like ponies That rollie is on me, you know that its stolen My young niggas see it, they runnin up on it Im havin it on me Im havin it on me Im havin it on me Im havin it on me Im havin it on me Im havin it on me Im havin it on me Im havin it on me, I just took a rollie I pull up in Phantoms, that carbon its on me You niggas be fakin you niggas is phony You niggas is fool, you niggas is baloney Shoot you like a bitch, Pull up with a stick Pull up on ya bitch, make her eat the dick Glock 40 full clip, comin out the hip Im comin out the rip, Im makin niggas strip Im 21 gang, you niggas is lame I be with BG, they keepin that flame All my killers trained, point blank range, hit em in the face Cold casket nigga, fuck a case Bitch you thirsty, bitch you nasty See my diamonds, called me handsome Four inside the fanta, I got white like Santa Playin with my money meet the MC Hammer Fuck yo lil rollie Fuck yo lil rollie Fuck yo lil rollie Red diamonds they on me Yo main bitch is on me She ride me like ponies That rollie is on me, you know that its stolen My young niggas see it, they runnin up on it

You fuck with the one, they fuck with you, what? The niggas—, the bi—, the dumb-ass bitches wanna come up and lay up and give you some pussy at, what? Twelve? One oclock at night? Face-ass nigga, do I look dumb, stupid or slow? Nigga please, what the fuck is you talkin bout? Just like you wanna stick a dick up in me, I want some motherfuckin money And dont get in your motherfuckin feelings when you see me in the motherfuckin club randomly And one of your niggas wanna get down on me And I wanna give them some pussy cause they gave me some money Know what I mean? Its easy This worlds all about monеy and pussy And you need to fi- Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of Nigga, we be sippin out the bottlе I be fresh as hell, rockin Prada Hoppin out the PJ with a model Rich nig- Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of Nigga, we be sippin out the bottle I be fresh as hell, rockin Prada Hoppin out the PJ with a model Swimmin in a baddie, tryna drown Ev-every nigga with me got style I wont, I wont put a watch on less it cost a hundred thou I want, I want all the money and the power She took me for granted even when I tried to show her the better me I did a 69 with her friend, Im prayin to God she dont tell on me Used to ride MARTA, now a nigga gettin head in the Cullinan Percocet got me floatin like a butterfly, but Ill sting you like a bumblebee Percocet got me floatin like a butterfly, but Ill sting you like a bumblebee Percocet, percocet got me floatin like a butterfly, but Ill- Percocet got me floatin like a butterfly- Percocet got me floatin like a butterfly, but Ill sting you like a bumblebee Saint Laurent the only thing I put on my back Off-White jeans look like cooked crack I call the, I call the Porsche stomach cause the shit snatch Gave my, gave my girl a dub, now her butt fat You might, you might take your women to the Louis store My bi-, my bitches be askin, Wheres Chanel at? I know you, I know you see them crosses, yeah, thats Chrome Hearts All this, all this water on me, where the whales at? Stars in the ceilin, Im where God at This supercharger whine like the car mad, car mad Savage got a whole lotta hits, dawg I be droppin bombs like Baghdad Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of Nigga, we be sippin out the bottle I be fresh as hell, rockin Prada Nigga, we be sippin out the bottle I be fresh as hell, rockin Prada Nigga, we be sippin out the bottle I be fresh as hell, rockin Prada Hoppin out the PJ with a model Swimmin in a baddie, tryna drown Every, every nigga with me got style I wont, I wont put a watch on less it cost a hundred thou I want, I want all the money and the power, power Ive been, Ive been in the vault with the gold in the back No longer my dawg cause you told, you a rat Back-to-back Porsche, me and Savage ridin round In the town where the pipes have you loud out the ba- Ive been in the vault with the gold in the back No longer my dawg cause you told, you a rat Back-to-back Porsche, me and Savage ridin round In the town where the pipes have you loud out the ba- Ive been in the vault with the gold in the back No longer my dawg cause you told, you a ra- Back-to-back Porsche, me and Savage ridin round In the town where the pipes have you loud out the back Five, Five hundred racks what it cost to be exact And it takes one mil, five hundred thousand racks I aint, I aint even take the Rolls-Royce truck back Bought the new one, with the stars and the wheelbase stretched Open up the door, but you aint gotta close it back Everything electric, baby, everything a blessing Keep a ring and a Rollie for your next bitch Niggas riding round in Chargers tryna split shi- I been ridin with a cutter, call it stick shift When I eat, I got a Goyard handkerchief Keep lil mama on her knees and her ankle lift I can get em knocked off without a finger lift Rich nigga shit, I do a lot of Nigga, we be sippin out the bottle I be, I be fresh as hell, rockin Prada Hoppin, hoppin out the PJ with a model Swimmin, swimmin in a baddie, tryna drown Every, every nigga with me got style I wont put a watch on less it cost a hundred thou I want all the money and the pow- Yeah, rest in peace to the one who made this sound cool Robert Earl Davis Jr., DJ Screw, yeah If you wanna stay fresh and current on all your favorite artists All your favorite jams Pick up that chopped up not slopped up album

By hand, nigga I weigh 20 bags of gas by hand, nigga Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, nigga Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, nigga Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, nigga Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, nigga Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, nigga Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, nigga Weighed a 20 pack of gas by hand, nigga Hanging shit like the Klu Klux Klan, nigga I sell so much weed, I need my own strand, nigga Cross that line, Ima shoot it till it jam, nigga R.I.P. to Shawty Lo, Im the man, nigga Dick ridin, nigga should have been a fan, nigga I got her suckin on my Peter, no Pan, nigga Real gangsters, only suckers better scram, nigga Better scram scram scram scram scram, woah I be ducking in that pussy like Durant, woah Ill shoot ya, I dont do no Twitter rants, woah I was trappin, you was in the boys camp, woah I got diamonds on my neck, yeah Got a hunnid in my Tec, yeah I could never pay for sex, yeah Young Savage get her wet, yeah Tryna put the cops on a nigga, damn Tryna get the drop on a nigga, damn She wanna lick it up, lick it up Groupie ass niggas, always tryna flick it up They cashers be like working with the homie My cashers be like I aint got no homie I got family, I aint got no homies I dont smoke, but them backwoods I can still roll it I think your bitch wanna fuck me, oh, shit I go Meechy, nigga, with the old hits Charcoal, cos my diamonds so lit 21 a dog, baby no shit She bent over like a trapper Name a nigga pulled my card Name a nigga fucked my broad I wouldnt give a fuck anyway She nothing but a nut anyway I keep a Sig Sauer and a K You just like a bum anyday You like Brum and Deshannon, ay

Pull up on em Pull up on em Pull up on my enemies, they tried to get rid of me I pull up a foreign thats literally I pull up a foreign thats literally I want a Honda thats literally And I wanna get it in, Im trapping and ballin winnin 21 he a savage tryna make it through the madness Get it in but you cant Run that shit up I run off on my plug Murder gang savage these niggas some thugs Sex, money, and I love drugs Drop my baby mama off pick your hoe up Ex partner nigga beat a bitch throat up Gang-banging give a fuck what you throw up Stomp his ass out, stomp his ass out Pull up on em tell them choppers is out Make a diss song I put a chop in your mouth Im with Cinco nigga, fuck is a drought? Send it through the mail I run it right out King Slaughter baby Im a boss Trap money got me in a loft Kidnap your bitch knock a friend off Fame make you cut your friends off Fuck that Im with the gang now Walked in the building niggas went to cuffing bitches and they taking chains off Pull up on my enemies, they tried to get rid of me I pull up a foreign thats literally I pull up a foreign thats literally I want a Honda thats literally And I wanna get it in, Im trapping and ballin winnin 21 he a savage tryna make it through the madness Get it in but you cant And Imma get it And Imma Pull up that shit I done came up now Tryna step that shit up to a camera now Cup full of lean I cant go without Bad bitch she dont go without Pray these niggas ever going out Put a hundred bands through a roll I slap it I trap it Everywhere I go I ride with the ratchet Everywhere I go I ride with em Pull up in the streets I survive with em Fuck on a bitch Im gon vibe with her Pull up on my enemies, they tried to get rid of me I pull up a foreign thats literally I pull up a foreign thats literally I want a Honda thats literally And I wanna get it in, Im trapping and ballin winnin 21 he a savage tryna make it through the madness Get it in but you cant

No Plug. Yall niggas know what the fuck goin on man. 9th Ward shit man. Traplympics the motherfuckin tape man, the trap tape of the summer nigga. We finna kill the summer nigga, we killin the pot nigga. No Plug, tell these niggas we killin the pot man. Yall know what the fuck goin on man. 21 Savage checkin in this motherfucker man. Slaughter Gang, PDE, 9th Ward shit man. We havin this shit man. We just bought a 30 bedroom mansion man. 10 million dollars man. We just bought a motherfuckin tank nigga, all off trap money nigga. We bombin shit nigga. Yall know what the fuck goin on man. Tell these folks man. Swamp what the fuck goin on man. Traplympics man. 21!

Nigga Im a G and I always be Straight up You too ? I was selling ? 21 You had ? and ? I had 223s On god You was begging please I had her on her knees On god Way too rich to wife a bitch I pass on her ? On god Touch ? ... On god This a trap spot we got grams on the ? On god Let that bitch be free you keep cuffing her and shit On god Come and get your bitch she keep sucking me and shit Straight up My pistol madd at me he say you tucking me and shit Straight up,Straight up The police sayin savage keep on ducking me and shit Straight up,Straight up We kick your head like soccer balls and ? and shit Straight up,Straight up Lil bitch suck it up 21 All that goddamn 21 Im 4L gang you mud 21 Yall niggas soft ? 21 My nigga ? later Yeah All my dawgs getting paper Yeah Yal throwing ? Yeah Way too ? cant pay her Yeah Diamons on my neck they Yeah Pull with a stick they scared Straight up We throw bullets no chairs Straight up She keep looking Im a slayer Straight up ? ... Straight up) ? ... Straight up Zone six Im always there Straight up When isnt you ? Straight up Come and get your bitch she keep stalking me and shit On god Come and get your bitch she keep stalking me and shit On god Come and get your bitch she keep stalking me and shit On god Come and get your bitch she keep stalking me and shit On god She say Im a dawg she be walking me and shit Straight up She catch me with a bitch she be blocking me and shit Come and get your bitch she keep tapping me and shit 21 These hoes like mosquitos I keep ? and shit 50 sound south I got ? 21 You try to ? a savage slave Straight up,Straight up House so big that I got 10 maids Straight up,Straight up All these square footage like a maid Straight up,Straight up She pull up to my house she was a maid Straight up,Straight up All these chains I feel like Im a slave Straight up,Straight up You must be that little nigga need to pay Straight up,Straight up AR with the scope gon hit you 6 ways Straight up,Straight up Bitch Im slaughtergang I keep a switchblade On God,On god Stab you in your back yea thats that switchblade On God,On god These bitches aint getting no money since they took ? On God,On god Savage on that gangsta shit like ? On god Mini micro I got ? On god I dont pay no games Im not a ? On god Beat a nigga ass like ? Straight up) Take a nigga bike and his ? Straight up) ? ... 21,21 Used to trap on boulevard on the highway 21,21 ? ... Yeah 4L crown ? keep a ? Yeah Gun make a bitch boy ? the wrong way Ya dig Choppa ? nigga sensei Ya dig Selling hard on glenwood at the save way Ya dig On ma mamma made 3 ms nigga last wednesday Ya dig Come and get your bitch she keep stalking me and shit On god Come and get your bitch she keep stalking me and shit On god Come and get your bitch she keep stalking me and shit On god Come and get your bitch she keep stalking me and shit On god She say Im a dawg she be walking me and shit Straight up She catch me with a bitch she be blocking me and shit Straight up Come and get your bitch she keep tapping me and shit 21 These hoes like mosquitos I keep ? and shit

10 bad bitches in a mansion Wrist on Milly Rock, them diamonds on me dancin When you workin hard, then your money start expandin I got model bitches wanna lick me like some candy And them drugs come in handy Last name Savage, bitch, but no, Im not Randy Hit her with no condom, had to make her eat a Plan B And Im sippin on that codeine, not Brandy Hah Im just stuntin on my ex-bitch Huh Im just flexin on my ex-bitch Hol up, Im just stuntin on my ex-bitch Hol up Im just flexin on my ex-bitch Fuck a wedding ring, I bought a necklace Diamonds got the flu, try not to catch this I left that ho alone cause she was ratchet All these bitches salty, they cant stand me Flexin on that bitch, hol up Bought a necklace on that bitch, hol up Her friend gon lick me like a fruit roll up She in her feelings on the Gram, grow up She wanna get back with the Savage now? She talking weddings, talking marriage now? You wouldnt feel like that if I wasnt poppin You wouldnt feel like that if I wasnt poppin Hol up, bitch I, bitch I like to ball Hol up, hol up, without no weave, you bald Hol up, bitch I spent your rent inside the mall Hol up, she got a nigga, but he broke, she lost Hol up, bitch I know you wanna ride this Coupe Hol up, bitch I know you wanna blow this flute Hol up, bitch I know you wanna meet the dukes Hol up, bitch Im flexing on that bitch like oops Hah Im just stuntin on my ex-bitch Huh Im just flexin on my ex-bitch Hol up, Im just stuntin on my ex-bitch Hol up Im just flexin on my ex-bitch Fuck a wedding ring, I bought a necklace Diamonds got the flu, try not to catch this I left that ho alone cause she was ratchet All these bitches salty, they cant stand me Hol up bitch my Rolex on fleek Hol up, bitch my diamonds on fleek Hol up, I got gold on my teeth Hol up, you got Rainbow on your feet? Hol up, bitch I ball like Dwyane nem Hol up, shoot you in your face like Kane nem Hol up, Im in Bell Harbor, got the gang nem Hol up, bitch Im heartless, its a chain there Hol up, money make my old bitches hate me Hol up bitch you still stay on Section 8 Hol up, my new bitch wetter than a lake Hol up, and she love to let me paint her face Hol up, hol up, bitch Im done with you Hol up, I cant lie, I had some fun with you Treat these hoes like races, I hit and run bitches Metro in this bitch, you know he put that funk in it Hah Im just stuntin on my ex-bitch Huh Im just flexin on my ex-bitch Hol up, Im just stuntin on my ex-bitch Hol up Im just flexin on my ex-bitch Fuck a wedding ring, I bought a necklace Diamonds got the flu, try not to catch this I left that ho alone cause she was ratchet All these bitches salty, they cant stand me 10 bad bitches in a mansion Wrist on Milly Rock, them diamonds on me dancin When you workin hard, then your money start expandin If Young Metro dont trust you, Im gon shoot you And them drugs come in handy Last name Savage, bitch, but no, Im not Randy Hit her with no condom, had to make her eat a Plan B And Im sippin on that codeine, not Brandy

I kept it silent the whole time I aint never, ever play both sides East side nigga bout gunfire Pull up in a van and the door slide I kept it silent the whole time I aint never, ever play both sides East side nigga bout gunfire Pull up in a van and the door slide I kept it silent the whole time I aint never, ever play both sides East side nigga bout gunfire Pull up in a van and the door slide We aint never throwin no white flag Gotta get smoke, get smoke when the bros die They gon spin til the car hot Dont call my phone til some ho die New Maybach, I dont need no key I was in the dirt, you didnt believe in me My attention span too, too short Dont wait for pussy, you teasin me Bad, bad lil vibe, she pleasin me Spend a whole M, yeah, easily I get the cash, get the cash and put it up fast I think I got JB in me Edge of the bed, she sit up Suckin on me til she got hiccups Back in the day I did stickups Favorite hotbox was a pick up Say, say you want smoke, dont pick us Face, face shot, now you cant get up Count a, count a lot gang, nigga, shut up We known for shootin shit the fuck up Hundred large in these Amiris, they all Crippy I got vibes eatin Addys off ass and titties Hundred large in these Amiris, they all Crippy I got vibes eatin Addys off ass and titties Hundred large in these Amiris, they all Crippy I got vibes eatin Addys off ass and titties When theres smoke, we pull our stickies and they call the PD Many men wanna kill me, dawg, I feel like 50 I got small fries want my spot, tryna defeat me I got real model bitches tryna R&B me All that cap inside your raps, I aint even play your CD Wont go back and forth on the internet, we put niggas on TV I got small fries want my spot, tryna defeat me I got real model bitches tryna R&B me I got small fries want my spot, tryna defeat me I got real model bitches tryna R&, R& I got small fries want my spot, tryna defeat me I got real model bitches tryna R&B me All that cap inside your raps, I aint even play your CD Wont go back and forth on the internet Wont go back and forth on the internet Wont go back and forth on the internet, we put niggas on TV I got your bitch and her BB Hit her in the shower, Mimi Next day she tryna see me Told her Im blind, Stevie Nice girls cant even keep me Bad girl, need a bad girl like RiRi We dont pump fake, we kill beef 21 Savage, not Jeezy I got your bitch in New York She in the heels on the coke I pull it out of my pants She put it right in her throat I got your bitch in New York She in the heels on the coke I pull it out of my pants She put it right in her throat I got your bitch in New York She in the heels on the coke I pull it out of my pants She put it right in her, right in her throat Fish scales smellin like polish They brought it right off the boat Front door, back door king I done probably robbed your bro Come up with a plan, better huddle Left wrist lookin like a puddle When Im in the street, its trouble Thats why I stay in my bubble Brand new Rari so fast, when I stomp the pedal to the floor, it stutter I aint use a rubber and I make Ms, thats why Im chasin this butter Hundred large in these Amiris, they all Crippy I got vibes eatin Addys off ass and titties When theres smoke, we pull our stickies and they call the PD Many men wanna kill me, dawg, I feel like 50 I got small fries want my spot, tryna defeat me I got real model bitches tryna R&B me All that cap inside your raps, I aint even play your CD Wont go back and forth on the internet, we put niggas on TV When theres smoke, we pull our stickies and they call the PD Many men wanna kill me, dawg, I feel like 50 Many men wanna kill me, dawg, I feel like 50 Many men wanna kill me, dawg, I feel like 50 Many men wish death upon— Many men, many men wish death upon— Many men, many men wish death upon me Blood in my eye, dawg, and I cant see Im tryin to be what Im destined to be And niggas tryin to take my life away Chopped up and not slopped up Chopstars

Yo x6 Hey, hey Huh Yeah, yeah Rap hoe Rapper hoe, rapper hoe ] Rapper hoes, rapper hoes Man Im so tired of these rapper hoes She want some followers on Instagram She want to be in a video Rapper hoes, rapper hoes Man Im so tired of these rapper hoes Same hoe acting all that I would fuck when I was all broke Rapper hoes, rapper hoes Man Im so tired of these rapper hoes Super fly, the way I slap a hoe Super fly, the way I slap a hoe Super fly, the way I slap a hoe Super fly, the way I slap a hoe Super fly, the way I slap a hoe Super fly, the way I slap a hoe Dumb one, nigga, mac a hoe Im out in traffic with your bitch She try to Instagram a pic Savage aint got on my dick I cant give in, Im a dick This bitch be jumping from rapper to rapper I used to ride nigga, trapper to trapper Take the rubber off, and nut on her butt I straight dropping you know these rap niggas couldnt 10k cash, sure I dont have a deal? They suck on my pic, I aint tell them I have no deal Zone 6, you niggas know where it is Sneak dissin get a bitch nigga killed I fuck Hillary and robbed Uncle Phil I jacked a nigga and spent it on jail 44G with me, .44 on a seat You ran it up and spent it all on a freak I ran it up and spent it all on a tee Balmain, spent a rack on my G Bitches they sucking, they swallow, for Instagram followers These bitches got problems Im 21 Savage, a Slaughter Gang Savage That same nigga slaughtered your daughter Rapper hoes, rapper hoes Man Im so tired of these rapper hoes She want some followers on Instagram She want to be in a video Rapper hoes, rapper hoes Man Im so tired of these rapper hoes Same hoe acting all that I would fuck it all when I was all broke Rapper hoes, rapper hoes ] Yeah, Im tired of these rapper hoes Im talking about you bitch Cause youve been with every rapper, you hear me But I had em before the rappers Now rappin, haha ] I leave the blind , leave the blind She know every nigga lyin She on me, every nigga lyin, I aint lyin, I aint lyin If its some good girls out here I know some of you bitches out here, aint yet I got a fly little bitch, I swear she live on a jet She get it from her momma, so she all about a check I heard she fuck with bo Bo, pass her the She say she love Gucci, Ive seen her have a future She cant even afford a mil, but she toting on Chanel And if Gucci was a crime, they would take her ass to jail Rapper hoes, rappers hoes Cappin hoes, I laugh at those Saddest hoes for some new clothes, yeah Rapper hoes, rappers hoes ] Rapper hoes, rapper hoes Man Im so tired of these rapper hoes She want some followers on Instagram She want to be in a video Rapper hoes, rapper hoes Man Im so tired of these rapper hoes Same hoe acting all that I would fuck it all when I was all broke Rapper hoes, rapper hoes

Got me a check on em Baldin like chemo Got wrist like a free throw Fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em Ima fuck up the scene on em Got me a check on em Baldin like chemo Got wrist like a free throw Fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em Ima fuck up the scene on em Balmon, the jeans on em Lets count up some cheese on em Im dabbin a freeze on em Im dabbin a freeze on em I run up a check, you servin them bricks I fly the bitch like a bud Im loaded the bricks on the jet They takin off from LAX Ch, Check out the gold on my neck Im feelin I got it and flex These bitches dont know what to expect Im keepin my foot on their neck I pull up in rari and flex Kill him if he own me check I am in that carbon the chance of a nigga turn out Im not like the rest Got me a check on em Baldin like chemo Got wrist like a free throw Fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em Ima fuck up the scene on em Got me a check on em Baldin like chemo Got wrist like a free throw Fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em Ima fuck up the scene on em I fuck up the scene Crack in my pants and Im drinking on lean Glock .40 and it came with a beam 100 thousand I cant hold up my jeans Fuck up the scene, fuck up the scene I pull up in a brand new foreign machine I call up the 60s they gon get it crackin Bitch Im slaughter gang, you know that Im brackin Hunnid thousand bags, you know that Im taxin Real stoner so Im smokin on wax and Chopper on me makin same like a breast We move quiet nigga, call us assassins I fucked it up, I spend the pen on the jacket Niggas snitchin I put ten on the aston Street nigga fell in love with the cashin I dont need a stylist, Im havin fashion 21 Got me a check on em Baldin like chemo Got wrist like a free throw Fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em Ima fuck up the scene on em Got me a check on em Baldin like chemo Got wrist like a free throw Fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em Ima fuck up the scene on em

In this organized crime Everything gotta be precise And everything gotta be on time Nigga organized crime Walk light chalk lesson Always keep a sharp mind Nigga organized crime Its gone be good its gone bad But thats all part of the grind When you live an organized crime But Most important keep that......by ya side Nigga organized crime I Ke....I keep that shit by my side dog. I walk around with that iron dog I gotta 30 on my 9 dog I keep a stick like Im blind dog Young Savage really from the streets Put em on a plate and ima eat Steak, Cake I want money like Bill Gates I wont pull up in a Wraith Spent some hundred on some bake Spent a hundred on my baby Blowing money like a baby Blowing money like a Floyd Im the plug in court Slaughter Gang got the sword In this organized crime Everything gotta be precise And everything gotta be on time Nigga organized crime Walk light chalk lesson Always keep a sharp mind Nigga organized crime Its gone be good its gone bad But thats all part of the grind When you live an organized crime But Most important keep that......by ya side Nigga organized crime

Jumped out the Porsche, got to it Choppa on me, bitch I shoot like Im Cupid Model bitch, and she gon blow me like hookah All these diamonds, bitch I look like a jeweler Rollie froze, bitch it came out the cooler Tech 9, bitch it came with a cooler I got shooters thatll shoot at your shooter Bitch you broke, you eatin noodles and oodles I got a bad bitch, workin Hooters Bitch I get the check, and you know I blew it 21 gang, chain hangin, blangin Jewish lawyers, give a fuck about that rangin Seinfeld, niggas frontin like Kramer Put you on the news, you wanna be famous Zone 6, bitch you know that I claimed it I jumped out the Porsche and broke my ankle Im scrapin the bud when I cook it up Your main bitch want me to pick her up I nut in her face, she gon lick it up Your jewelry shinin? We gon stick you up Like 2Pac, nigga, hit em up These niggas tough on the Internet Gettin that pussy, Im killin that Im not just a rapper, Im livin that Shawty said she want that dick, I told that bitch to wait one minute These niggas broke, I heard these niggas shoppin J.C. Penney I took that bitch to Ruth Chris, I heard a nigga eats at Wendys Im a real nigga, I cant wear no gold unless they came from the business I been flexin on the gram Hunnid bands, hunnid bands Shawty lovin on the man Sippin the lean in the kickstand I was on the grind, had to boss up Bitches they fuck when I pull up Flexin Im doin no pull-ups Rich nigga Im holdin the racks up! You a worker Im a boss New Chanel and I dont know the cost Bought a Louis fuck the cops Rich forever like Im Ross Hit a Juug, hit a Juug! Kid just to a plaque Cookin up smoke from the Bay The Mase, I swerve in the ace Wake up in countin up bank Rich and my money dont fold Look at the Rolex its cold Got racks in the the ceiling that old Bring the Mase over here, that way Fuck ya hoe, send a bitch that way Throw enough money, yeah that way Young Rich nigga with a AK

Lyrics from Snippet Maybach V12, big dawg status Get your ass whacked, I got a homicide fetish Come pick up your bitch, I put my hot dog in her relish Your baby mama test me, she want hot dog in her belly How these niggas still gang-gang and they tellin? All my shooters workin at Eliantte, but they killin Shell point a finger, but in private, she be stealin Thirty models in the house, I gave em each a minute Yeah, you know, its thirty models in the house, really They say, Use your time wisely, so I gave each of em a minute Know what Im sayin? They enjoyed it too You know its enough of me to go around, dont be stingy Im in a Rover with a shooter Got a college girl and a cougar I got thirty hollows in this Ruger And my Glock give lessons, its a tutor I aint with the jibber jab, give your ass the quickest jab Im the type to buy a Bentley, you the type to skip a tab

21 salute “They loving the crew They loving the crew They loving this crew Oh, they loving the crew Oh, they loving the crew They loving this crew” And more chune for your headtop So watch how you speak on my name, you know? Let me tell you a truth It is amazing what this game could do to you Fake cold may lose your soul too And if you a fuu, the hook can get you though If you knew what I do What I went through Thank you to the crew, I salute you And if you go, I will give you a 21 salute as if you are camo And we are good fellas mixed with regular dudes So who knows if it could be me or you to salute Like they say in the marines Everyone wants to go to heaven But no one wants to go with sleep’s cousin And with death, it is not the greatest loss, but the greatest loss is what dies inside while still alive And that is far worse crime if it kills time But I guess it is also good to go with pride And I want to express what’s inside outside but my enemies want to see my insides outside and I got to bottle it up and make whatever outside inside Let me tell you a truth It is amazing what this game could do to you Fake cold may lose your soul too And if you a fuu, the hook can get you though If you knew what I know What I went through Thank you to the crew, I salute you And if you go, I will give you a 21 salute as if you are camo And we are good fellas mixed with regular dudes So who knows if it could be me or you to salute Where is your backbone, or your code at A paradox that that make the real die quick It’s hard to separate friends from enemies Always show love but in their hearts they envy me and wait for the right opportunity to backstab me Ride for me but still sell me I got to ask dogs cause they have better answers than those snakes in disguise But I guess righteous choices don’t pay no more and only god knows But I promise for my crew I will hold you down Let me tell you a truth It is amazing what this game could do to you Fake cold may lose your soul too And if you a fuu, the hook can get you though If you knew what I know What I went through Thank you to the crew, I salute you And if you go, I will give you a 21 salute as if you are camo And we are good fellas mixed with regular dudes So who knows if it could be me or you to salute Headstart, ready for war, raise your sword and play with fire War without failure with a taste of pleasure and pain Change the system, new gen revolution Shifting powers, new forms of throne Fear of getting out the zone Pressure of making the right move Play it wrong, you may lose your soul too Id rather have loyalty than love Cause love really dont mean jack See love is just a feeling You can love somebody and still stab them in they back It dont take much to love You can love somebody just by being attached See loyalty is a action You can love or hate me and still have my back

Thugger, slatt Thats all Ima say, you know Also, when I left, what, niggas broke the mic or some shit when I left? The fuck, nigga? Nigga, Im a multimillion artist, nigga, get it right Hey Im goin overseas to get some Gs Im goin overseas to get some Gs Im goin overseas to get some Gs Im goin overseas to get some Gs Takin the Percy like Tylenol Im takin the Molly like Midol Im takin the Percy like Tylenol Im takin the Molly like Midol Im goin overseas to get some Gs Im goin overseas to get some Gs Im goin to UK to pick up some Gs Im goin to UK to get you some Gs Im takin the Percy like Midol Im takin the Vicodin Oh yeah, Im a snake, Im a python My jeans 80 thousand, no ones My bitch do you nas–do you nasty, dawg Your head is a lil bitty bag, dawg My boys on alert like a bad call My bitch is so bad, she bad, dawg I know it, I did, I did it, yeah I did it, she These pussy niggas flexin and they fraud These pussy niggas flexin for they boy Im goin in yo shit, nigga, These pussy niggas really really These pussy niggas really tellin These pussy niggas really sellin These pussy niggas really jealous These pussies know Im so rebellious These pussy niggas see me lovely Pussy niggas see me Bitch, Im bossin, Ima cash talk Bitch, Im bossin, Ima cash talk , woah, woah, woah Molly, king toes, yeah, yo Rich nigga, get my sack on Chanel, yeah, for a bad broad Woah, woah Cook it, I cook up, the cook up Im goin overseas to get some Gs Im goin overseas to get some Gs Im goin overseas to get some Gs Im goin overseas to pick up some Gs Im takin the Percy like Tylenol Im takin the Molly like Midol Im takin the Percy like Tylenol Im takin the Molly like Midol Im goin overseas to pick up some Gs Im goin overseas to get some Gs Im goin overseas to pick up some Gs Im goin overseas to get some Gs Im takin the Percy like Midol Im takin the Molly like Midol Im takin the Percy like Tylenol Im takin the Roxy like Midol Racks in my pocket like cheese dip Eliantte make you sea sick Suck that dick until your knees itch Suck that dick until your knees itch Diamonds drippin on me, woo, hold up She gon lick my like a fruit rollup Young Savage got the juice, pour up, VVSs drippin VVSs drippin on me, they awesome Tell my mama, Put some syrup in my coffin Play, Ill have you niggas swimmin with dolphins Poppin Percocets, nigga, Im nauseous Aint no Twitter beef, we pull up with choppers Wrist, ear, it need a doctor Aint no McDonalds, we eatin on pasta Bad bitches like to play with they nostrils Im goin overseas to get some Gs Im goin overseas to get some Gs Im goin overseas to get some Gs Im goin overseas to pick up some Gs Im takin the Percy like Tylenol Im takin the Molly like Midol Im takin the Percy like Tylenol Im takin the Molly like Midol Im goin overseas to pick up some Gs Im goin overseas to get some Gs Im goin overseas to pick up some Gs Im goin overseas to get some Gs Im takin the Percy like Midol Im takin the Molly like Midol Im takin the Percy like Tylenol Im takin the Roxy like Midol

ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney! Politicians crooked, police crooked, presidents is crooked Niggas crooked too The black boy battled, the white cops shot him The DA sat and justified it, all lives matter Her dad was a robber, her mom was a mopper She been here since she was a toddler, they took away DACA He killed the students, the principals too Grew up with a silver spoon, got ten, do two Ima tell you about a boy named Nate Good kid in the projects, mama stay on section eight She worked two jobs, she paid her bills and tried to keep em straight She do her best, his daddy locked up servin twenty-eight See, Nate go to school with Blake Blake from up the street, their house is like a mile away He got everything he want, but he a different race Nate mama used Blake mama address to registrate See, Blake wanna be like Trey Trey a gangster, he stay right across the street from Nate He got all the girls, but he dropped out in May So Blake stole his mama money and went and bought a K Now Blake ridin round with Nate He stole his mama car, its a Kia Santa Fe Two girls, Blake, Nate and Blakes K They pullin up the golden glide where everybody skate Blake mama called the police, she dont know its Blake Blake and Nate leave the skatin rink, they run they plates Pull em over, tell em, Freeze, they see Blakes K Nate shakin so they shot him two times in the face Ooh, ooh, shit aint never fair Ooh, teachers never care Ooh, police want me dead Shit aint never fair Ooh, you were never there, oh-oh I need a prayer , ooh, yeah These niggas want me dead Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah

Broke bitch broke folks I dont like no broke folks Broke bitch broke nails I dont like no broke nails Broke bitch broke bitch I dont like no broke bitch Broke bitch broke fish I dont like no broke bitch I dont like no broke bitch I dont like no broke snitch I dont fuck with rachet hoes Unlike they need the dick Well hell naw I dont need that bitch If you aint got no money Then you need an assist You needed cash for the night So I gave you a tip I got Xtra large No little shrimp Well once you opened yo shit It smelled like fish You got a lake, no a river No a ocean With some swimmers Yo shit is polluted in that mug Thats why yo P blood is liquor My nose is fucking burning Cuz that shit tasted like ciger You a broke bitch Cuz you cant afford that nigga I was embarrased so I pulled the trigger You a nasty hoe With no shows Thats why yo budget with point kill em I dont care about your feelings All I care about is the feeler I got a new bitch And her shit kicks even quicker Broke bitch broke folks I dont like no broke folks Broke bitch broke nails I dont like no broke nails Broke bitch broke bitch I dont like no broke bitch Broke bitch broke fish I dont like no broke bitch

Lyrics from Snippet Im from Atlanta, bitch, I bring my gun everywhere Left the crime scene like I was never there Said he wanted smoke, but he got Teddie bears Put a hundred shots in his Diamonds in my piss, wont shake hands with a snitch , if he die, if he dont, jump his shit It aint hard to find me, Im in the cater of the city High-speed chase, I cant get caught with the stick Valentines Day, I play 2K and thats it You took her out to eat and then she sucked on his dick Im not Little Debbie, Im not cakin no bitch

DJ Slim K Metro in this bitch goin brazy ChopStars This that Savage Mode II: Chopped Up Not Slopped Up Made it out the dirt, I was head first A nigga used to rob, ayy, and I used to serve Made it out the dirt, I was head first A nigga used to rob, ayy, and I used to, and I used to— Made it out the dirt, I was head first A nigga used to rob, ayy, and I used to serve Couldnt, couldnt go to work, school was the worst Pussy, pussy tried to play me, ayy, put him on a shirt Pussy tried to play me, ayy, put him on a shirt Pussy tried to play me, ayy, put him on a shirt Lambo real fast, fell in love with cash Fell in love with head, ayy, I fell in love with ass Science, sciеnce, I was sleep, ayy, I fell in love with math Shе was, she was at the club, ayy, I made her take a bath Ayy, Im King Smoke, so I got a drum on the stick Gang was in there, I cant put my tongue on that shit He was talkin crazy til that hollow hit his lip Ayy, Big 4L, even the killers gettin killed All you see is Pateks and APs in my clique We got all the bottles and the hookah in the VIP I might, I might be a rapper, but its thirty in this clip Ayy, Zone 6, we get niggas buried round this bitch Pitbull the way I walk, way I talk Loose lips sink ships, yellow tape, white chalk Multitask, use the pistol and the fork Screamin, No opp left behind, nigga, we gon kill em all Aint no cap in my rap, aint no flaw You could tell it when I rap, aint no cut, this shit raw Cut him off if he talkin to the law Drac, Draco cause he quiet til he hit you in the jaw My lil niggas dont wanna trap, they wanna spin Ayy, spin, fill the choppas up, then spin again Free my dawg, he not ink, so why he in a pen? From Atlanta, not Vegas, but I still sin Ayy, chain like a yo-yo, ride me like a pogo She from out of D.C., when she fuck me, she play go-go Used to, used to sip lines, now a nigga sippin Fours, though Niggas rappin gangsta, but they really hoes, though Street niggas, streets dont talk, talk, but you told, though Rattail hangin in the hood, hood, boy, you bold bold We aint, we aint tryna hear bout all the bricks that you sold sold They dont need a badge, but them niggas still the po-po Focused on my bag, focused on my money I done had some dark days, I done had some sunny Niggas think they hot, I think niggas funny Ayy, yellow baguette, VV-VVSs look like honey All my diamonds pissed on, ayy, Andre Drummond My playa, my playa wont even pull inside the partments cause they haunted My dawg, my dawg couldve passed me the ball, but he punted Got my turn, did a onside kick, thats how Im comin Pitbull the way I walk, way I talk Loose lips sink ships, yellow tape, white chalk Multitask, use the pistol and the fork Screamin, No opp left behind, nigga, we gon kill em all Aint no cap in my rap, aint no flaw You could tell it when I rap, aint no cut, this shit raw Cut him off if he talkin to the law Im with Draco cause he quiet til he hit you in the jaw Multitask, use the pistol and the fork Screamin, No opp left behind, nigga, we gon kill em all Multitask, use the pistol and the fork Screamin, No opp left behind, nigga, we gon kill em all Aint no cap in my rap, aint no flaw You could tell it when I rap, aint no cut, this shit raw Cut him off if he talkin to the law Im with Draco cause he quiet til he hit you in the jaw Jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw

Get your bitch ass whacked, nigga Big facts, big 4L, nigga Big Zone 6, nigga We run the motherfuckin city, nigga Yall niggas know what the fuck goin on, nigga Body for body, nigga, money for money, nigga We skunkin everybody Fuck your crew, nigga, well kill your crew Pussy, pussy, pussy Called the first one Savage Mode, my mood, thats what it was 2016, we was ridin around, beatin niggas up in the club I know she around for the money, but act like she loyal, I dont feel the love Im so rich, get bored, might wake up, buy me a car just cause Hollah, whatd I like to see a far where young Gs out there on the block giving how they live You know, the OG gotta hold it down one time for ya like to see it DJ Slim K Chopstars finest Jeezy Called the first one Savage Mode, my mood, thats what it was 2016, we was ridin around, beatin niggas up in the club Called the first one Savage Mode, my mood, thats what it was 2016, we was ridin around, beatin niggas up in the club Called the first one Savage Mode, my mood, thats what it was 2016, we was ridin around, beatin niggas up in the club I know she, I know she around for the money, but act like she loyal, I dont feel the love Im so, Im so rich, get bored, might wake up, buy me a car just cause Her titties is hard cause she spent a five, my bitch titties cost me a dub All my, all my bitches got BBLs, all my bitches got butts I aint, I aint with the rap beef, Draco pedophile, all of my opps get touched We aint, we aint never ran off on no barber, but we still be hoppin out cuts We aint never ran off on no barber, but we still be hoppin out cuts We aint never ran off on no barber, but we still be hoppin out cu- Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin Runnin, runnin, leave my, I leave all my cars Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin Runnin, runnin, all my, all my opps be Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin Runnin, runnin, wipe his nose, it was Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin Runnin, runnin, Savage never did no That Clasé for your wife , that hookah for your wife Im Slaughter Gang, pussy, you know I brought my kni- That Clasé for your wife , that hookah for your wife Im Slaughter Gang, pussy, you know I brought my kni- That Clasé for your wife , that hookah for your wife Im Slaughter Gang, pussy, you know I brought my knife He was talkin gangster , we caught him at a light I let my young nigga do it, it was free, he wanted a stripe Havin my, havin my way with the cheese Im in the den with the thieves I know that she, I know that she ratchet I could tell by the way that she wearin her weave Smokin on, smokin on zaza, this shit came out the garden with Adam and Eve Chopper go, chopper go fow-fow, shoot up your pow-wow, niggas tryna make yall bleed Chopper go fow-fow, shoot up your pow-wow, niggas tryna make yall ble- Chopper go fow-fow, shoot up your pow-wow, niggas tryna make yall ble- Got out of line, spanked that baby, we had to rock him to sleep Is it, Is it a issue? Keep me a pistol, I aint finna diss you All that, all that pillow talk, Ima have to send The Boogeyman to come get you Chain hang low like a yo-yo Your bitch ridin dick like pogo Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin Runnin, runnin, I leave all my cars Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin Runnin, runnin, all my opps be- Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin Runnin, runnin, wipe his nose, it was Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin Runnin, runnin, Savage never did no- I brought a Hollywood bitch to Club Crucial I was at the Met Gala with my shooter Slaughter Gang, Gang, we dont do recruitin Say you ready to catch a body, gotta prove it Gotta prove that shit Shit aint no motherfuckin game Get your bitch ass whacked Big facts, big 4L, nigga Big Zone 6, nigga We run the motherfuckin city, nigga Yall niggas know what the fuck goin on, nigga

Loud rolled on my hip, thats the extendo Got a book bag on, whats in it? a draco Major game, got them beams on them sticks Keep a thirty-eight, I keep them shells with me You dont want no problems, you dont want these problems You dont want no problems, you dont want no problems You dont want these problems, you dont want no problems You dont want no problems, you dont want these problems Four-five with that dick on it Sweet move, I put my bitch on it Travel all around the world with that stick on me Got a nigga life savings on my wrist, dont it Casino fucked your baby mama, hold up We dont play round with that drama, hold up My bank account it got them commas, hold up Im bombing shit like Im Osama, hold up Do the dash in this motherfucker Fuck your bitch without a fuckin rubber I ran off with your work and you didnt get not strength Im killin like a Muslim, I dont eat no bacon Loud rolled on my hip, thats the extendo Got a book bag on, whats in it? a draco Major game, got them beams on them sticks Keep a thirty-eight, I keep them shells with me You dont want no problems, you dont want these problems You dont want no problems, you dont want no problems You dont want these problems, you dont want no problems You dont want no problems, you dont want these problems Red head, red pants, red shoes, rrrah Red truck, red guns, red feet, slatt I aint worried a whole bunch of , I can get your ass whacked AK lil nigga KB dot on the draco Five-fifty, dae dae, wanye Glock, that paper trail One blood call a nigga, all them pull up, they with it Sticks on five-forty, loud around thirty-eight, shit bow Casino walk around, yeah he the real bossman, really now yeah Big chains on big swang, got the chain-ganging on lock Pullin off in a Rari car, blue like Meech, skrrt, gone Watch out, Balmain jeans on me with a whole lot of hundreds in em Keep a pistol on me January all the way to December Loud rolled on my hip, thats the extendo Got a book bag on, whats in it? a draco Major game, got them beams on them sticks Keep a thirty-eight, I keep them shells with me You dont want no problems, you dont want these problems You dont want no problems, you dont want no problems You dont want these problems, you dont want no problems You dont want no problems, you dont want these problems And there you have it Two of Atlantas most wanted bitch Yall dont want no problems lil boy Sit your lil bitch ass down Loud rolled on my hip, thats the extendo Got a book bag on, whats in it? a draco Major game, got them beams on them sticks Keep a thirty-eight, I keep them shells with me

And they all dirty My frigerator full of sodas and they all dirty My frigerator full of sodas and they all dirty My frigerator full of sodas and they all dirty My frigerator full of sodas and they all dirty My young niggas grab them yappers, make em all dirty These rappers gettin old, I swear they all thirty And Im ballin on these niggas like Im James Worthy Aqua VVS diamonds on my neck and on my wrist Im loyal to the gang, we aint gon fall out bout no bitch Im sippin on that mud like I got bronchitis And Im boomin shit like Al-Qaeda Christian Louboutins, thats the wave now Balmain jeans, thats the wave now Tom Ford frames, thats the wave now Im rockin out these chains like Im a slave now You know them crackhouses was my playground Talkin down on the real nigga, get you sprayed down I be runnin out the bags, I dont play around I pick that backend up and then I turn around These niggas switchin sides, switchin gangs now I used to sell crack but I got fans now I never asked a nigga for a handout I get that cheque and then I split it with the fam now My frigerator full of sodas and they all dirty My young niggas grab them yappers, make e, all dirty These rappers gettin old, I swear they all thirty And Im ballin on these niggas like Im James Worthy Aqua VVS diamonds on my neck and on my wrist Im loyal to the gang, we aint gon fall out bout no bitch Im sippin on that mud like I got bronchitis And Im boomin shit like Al-Qaeda Niggas dont wanna see me win and I know it Why I get that cheque, grab that cheque and I blow it Fucked his baby mama first night, she was starstruck That shit thats on my hip gon wake you up, nigga Starbucks She gon suck a real nigga long, she got lockjaw That money come and goin back and forth like a seasaw Made me spill my double cup, that shit had me Td off Bitch Im from the 6, you run up on me, blow ya knees off My frigerator full of sodas and they all dirty My young niggas grab them yappers, make em all dirty These rappers gettin old, I swear they all thirty And Im ballin on these niggas like Im James Worthy Aqua VVS diamonds on my neck and on my wrist Im loyal to the gang, we aint gon fall out bout no bitch Im sippin on that mud like I got bronchitis And Im boomin shit like Al-Qaeda

Lyrics from Snippet No stressin Metro Boomin want some more, nigga! No stressin I troop, lil nigga I bless you tellin in a , its not a Tesla Somebody called 911, he need a stretcher 4,5 with the dick on it Sweet move I put my bitch on it Travel a lot around the world with that stick on me Got a nigga life savers on my Casino fuck your baby mama We dont play around with that drama

Yo Nigga I See All These Girls Im Flipppin Dont Know Witch One To Choose They All Are Hot As Fuck But I Aint Gonna Be Alone I Got My Niggas 21 Savage And Tray Savage Wit Me They Also Gonna Choose A Hot Bitch Nigga I See All These Girls Nigga My Bitch Is Gonna Have The Rit She Got Dat Ass Doe And She Got Big Azz Boobs For Me To Get Lost Dat Pussy For Me To FUCK I See Girls Girls Girls I See Them Girls All Around Me And My Niggas See A Nigga Throw A Book Ima Shoot You Wit A Hook Cause I Took The Rit Shit Back To My Baby Mamas House But Still Thinking Bout My Two Daughters Dat I Got And My Nigga Tray Savage Wit His Son I Always Call Em Lil Savage Lil Nigga Can Rap Some Niggas Out Fuck Yall Niggas Wit Dirty Ass Hoes Cause Yall Niggas Fuck Around And Gon Get Killed And They Fuck Around And Get Smoked, Shit I Got Dat From My Nigga Meek Mill Off Of Dreams And Nightmares Some Niggas Are Fuckin Bitches Yall Be Suckin Pussy From A Floofy Why Yall Fuck Niggas Cant Afford A Hot Bitch Cause Yall Dont Gotta FUCKIN HOT ASS BITCH NIGGA So Get Some Soap Wash Yo Fuckin Eye Out For 15 Minutes I Ask Niggas To Sip Purple They Like They Dont Wanna Cause That Shit Gonna Get Yo Ass Addicted To It Lil Pussy Ass Nigga Wit A Broke Hoe I See All These Girls I Cant Count Cause They All Callin Me Out They Wanna Scream And Shout And Let It All Out Im Like Baby Go Ahead Do That Shit For Lil E And His Niggas Please Ill Fuck You All Night Ima Get Lost In Yo Pussy Now Its Been A While Since Ive Gotten Lost In Your Boobs Baby I Got Nicknames For All My Bad Bitches In Dis Rit Yo Some Nigga Call Up Tray Cause We Gon Get Dis Shit Up Ima Warner Bros. Nigga Im Flick Through These Photos Bitch Im Looking For Someone Who Aint A Hoe At All Fuck Nigga I Gotta Sleep In Deep Like In Deed In Sneed You Fucking Hoor Dont Look Said You Choke Hook Shit Im Gonna Fuck You Up Bitch Da Muvafuckin Pro Pussy Is Mine You Athletic Like Lil Es Bitch Teanna Trump These Niggas Aint All Dat Fuckin Hoe Typing Shows Like Call My Woe Like I Met A New Foe Damn Nigga Dam Ham Jam Ram Fuck You In Da Shit Rage Fuck Up Hies In The Water Sex On The Pool Table Bitches Dick-Suckin On The Carpet Floor Her Cum Flyin Up Like A Bird In Da Sky Yall Reamember Lil Es Friend Skyy Shit Just Got Real Fucking Up The Game And Felt No Pain

Go to war Go go to war Go to war Go go to war I go to war for my niggas ya Id die for my niggas ya Id ride for my niggas ya Cant lie to my niggas ya Do anything for my niggas ya Id bang for my niggas ya Go for all of my niggas ya I go to war for my niggas ya I go to war for my niggas for real I dont need license to kill When you out here in the field Stay strap get the bussin yo choppa I cannot forget Im keepin it real Nigga be fakin and switchin up still How the fuck Im supposed to feel See all my niggas homicide They go kill you if you try I doubt you goin get by Dont get burn by that fire My niggas they goin go Dont try it you get smoked Livin like a boss until I turn you to a ghost I got the straps and the coke You could save all the apologies I come through yo hood with all of my niggas Choppa bussin out the driver seat biology Murder him and his whole family Not for the bread Not for the I go to war for my niggas ya Id die for my niggas ya Id ride for my niggas ya Cant lie to my niggas ya Do anything for my niggas ya Id bang for my niggas ya Go for all of my niggas ya I go to war for my niggas ya I go to war for my niggas Pull up on you Let it spark for my niggas 21 Savage Im a young cold as nigga Wit a big ol pistol Wit a clip pokin out nigga look like he shootin missiles Im wit D.I. he got I got the 3 cars Got 4 Got 5 bitches Thats 5 thots Fuckin round that got he hot Pull up on a nigga block Pop Somebody shot Ya somebody got I do not play when it come to the gwap I get that cheque and I go to the lot I get a cheque and I spend it on Glocks Scarpin the pot The nigga flexing ain scrapin no pots The nigga flexing aint send off no shots This Slaughter gang Savage alot I go to war for my niggas ya Id die for my niggas ya Id ride for my niggas ya Cant lie to my niggas ya Do anything for my niggas ya Id bang for my niggas ya Go for all of my niggas ya I go to war for my niggas ya

Young nigga got the streets on lock Young nigga got a 30 on his Glock Im a addict at chasing paper, cant stop Put your arm inside the bowl until it lock Drop my nuts and letem hang, nigga Im gang Two revolvers on my waist, John Wayne Fucking this ratchet bitch I made ? Nigga I keep the shit, louis king nine Yeah, pop the shit Yeah,rich nigga convo Nigga, talk that shit Yah, sipping out syrup I dont need cough up shit Yah, real shooters with me like the chalk up shit Nigga real talk, got a real bowl and a real fork Whip real hard, this a real sword Bitch Im Slaughter Gang, we hit real hard Nigga we dont know yall boys Yall aint making no noise Hang with real trappers, nigga we aint doing no ? Got a Christian Lou fetish, count a lotta lettuce Bank account heavy, money long and Im deadly Oh my God, still hanging in the six, nigga Oh my God, and I came from selling this, nigga Oh my God, Savage made a couple hits, nigga Oh my God, but Im known for sending hits, nigga Oh my God, I might do the ?, nigga Oh my God, on the street, nigga Oh my God, I act a asshole, bitch boy Got me back in Savage Mode Nigga we dont know yall boys Yall aint making no noise Hang with real trappers, nigga we aint doing no ? Got a Christian Lou fetish, count a lotta lettuce Bank account heavy, money long and Im deadly

Why you mad? Why you mad? I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad Why you mad? Why you mad? I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad? I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad? This lil bitch gon give me top because I rap She tried to fuck me cause theres ice around my neck Fuck up out my face lil bitch before I snap Oh she mad, she in her bag I moved her in and kicked her out, it made me laugh I give her dick until she sick, she call me dad All these bitches really dos but swear they bad Why you mad? Why you mad? I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad? I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad? Every single pocket, nigga I got cash 21 Savage rubberband on racks Got 100,000 dollars in my attic I got gas comin in through the mail So much weed, I damn near broke the scale When Slaughter Gang pull up, nigga call 12 All these bricks, they think Im with the cartel Why you mad? Why you mad? I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad? I dropped my main ho and my side bitch now they mad I fucked a new bitch threw the deuces then I dash Why you mad? Why you mad? Why you mad? All this raff Rick Owens and Supreme, Im popping tags I wear Mason, throw like 50 in the trash She my Louie and Balenciaga on the bags Red juice, red gas Got my white boys shootin, call them Nash I got bitches in my crib, they poppin Zans Niggas said they need a feature, I need bands Pussy nigga I need bands

Lyrics from Snippet ... on yo baby-momma face an nutted on her brain The dick left her hunchback like Notre Dame Beef about a broke ho, that shit tickle me If I jump out with the yoppa, you gon snitch on me Aint got no license but Im ridin with a whole block Nigga, Ima do the dash through the road block

Malaa I need a Benzo, a Benzo I need a rari, and a Lambo I need a Benzo, a Benzo I need a ’rari, an Enzo I need a I need a rari, and a Lambo I need a rari... Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa I need a Benzo, a Benzo I need a ’rari, and a Lambo I need a rari, and a Lambo I need a rari, an Enzo I need a Benzo, a Benzo I need a rari, and a Lambo I need a rari, and a Lambo I need a rari, an Enzo I need a rari, an Enzo Enzo I need a rari, an Enzo Enzo I need a ’rari, an Enzo Lambo Aventador S Vert SUV Rolls Royce with the curtains Surprise, 30k the Birkin, its a purse cannot keep up like they droppin’ in reverse Northside, you can get served The north 3400, got 33 birds Yeah, yeah, my got curves I need a rari, an Enzo I need a Benzo, a Benzo I need a rari, an Enzo I need a I need a rari, and a Lambo I need a ’rari... Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa I need a rari, an Enzo Enzo I need a rari, an Enzo Enzo I need a rari, an Enzo I need a Benzo, a Benzo I need a rari, and a Lambo I need a rari, and a Lambo I need a rari, an Enzo I need a Benzo, a Benzo I need a rari, and a Lambo I need a rari, and a Lambo I need a rari, an Enzo Lambo Aventador S Vert SUV Rolls Royce with the curtains Surprise, 30k the Birkin, its a purse cannot keep up like they droppin in reverse Northside, you can get served The north 3400, got 33 birds Yeah, yeah, my got curves I need a rari, an Enzo

M-M-M-Murda East Atlanta to Decatur, issa concrete jungle Word around town you niggas sweet like mambas Im terrorizing shit call me savage Osama I remember usin flatheads to peel up Hondas AK-47 and this bitch hold hunna Catch yo ass in traffic  Imma gun ya Yo baby daddy broke that nigga smell like onions I know you prolly wishin that he put on the condom Its Young Savage bitch I really live this life Put that on my momma that I sold that white Pussy boy get out the streets you need to go to DeVry Middle school they kicked me out cuz I was totin that fye I gotta choppa with a drum, tell me who wanna die Glock 40 with a 30 cook you like choco nigga Gotcho bitch mouth full of meat like she eatin nachos nigga East Atlanta to Decatur, issa concrete jungle Word around town you niggas sweet like mambas Im terrorizing shit call me savage Osama I remember usin flatheads to peel up Hondas AK-47 and this bitch hold hunna Catch yo ass in traffic Imma gun ya Yo baby daddy broke that nigga smell like onions I know you prolly wishin that he put on the condom I pull up and pop at yo noggin Im bout that action I dont like to argue I roll down the window when niggas start joggin Slaughter Gang got more choppas than the Harley Blow yo spot up like Osama Cant fuck with these bitches cuz they bout that drama Im 21 Savage a Slaughter Gang savage and you can call me Mr. Slaughter yo Daughter Im pourin up syrup inside a pop not Ciroc Young Savage I got 30 rounds, sittin under my Glock I got four trap spots and all them bitches hot And Im a D-boy bitch so you know I gotta big ol knock East Atlanta to Decatur, issa concrete jungle Word around town you niggas sweet like mambas Im terrorizing shit call me savage Osama I remember usin flatheads to peel up Hondas AK-47 and this bitch hold hunna Catch yo ass in traffic Imma gun ya Yo baby daddy broke that nigga smell like onions I know you prolly wishin that he put on the condom

Bad bitches with me, Im on tour Perkys in my system, codeine leakin out my pores Isabella covers, I got Fendi on the floor Welcome to my mansion, I got strippers doin chores Listen to the street, I know you hear me makin noise Bitch I get way deeper than a verse and a chorus We aint fuckin with them sour niggas, cause they spoiled All I know is shootin but Im rappin so Im cordial I might go in Gucci and go crazy, spend a quarter I might go to Mexico and bring you cross the border I might clutter up my room with money like a hoarder Me and Scissor poppin and you other niggas borin Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, whatever you want Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, whatever you want Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, whatever you want Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, whatever you want Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, whatever you want Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, whatever you want Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, whatever you want Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, whatever you want Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, whatever you want Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, whatever you want Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, whatever you want Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, whatever you want Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, I want it Whatever you want, whatever you want

Diamonds on me fleeking Diamonds on me fleeking Diamonds on me fleeking, bad bitch with me freaky Fuck that bitch this evening, fuck that bitch then leave her 21 Savage dont need ya Dog nigga hoe, mistreat her Two cellphones, sell dope, no beeper Keep my mouth closed, I dont know those people Sold out shows, aint no more of those bleachers Fuck these rap niggas, aint no more of those features Im a millionaire, Im screaming fuck my old teachers I got a slice, yeah yeah, of the pie, yeah yeah Pockets full, yeah yeah, yours light, yeah yeah Bitch you thirsty, yeah yeah, I got ice, yeah yeah Free my dawg, yeah yeah, he got life, yeah yeah Let yo bitch go, yeah, she got life, yeah She fucked the gang, yeah, she so nice, yeah Catch a body, hell yeah, I got stripes, yeah yeah These niggas snitching, yeah yeah, they so mice, yeah yeah

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Fuck it, spin again Chop it, quick Roll the window down quick Yall niggas stop playin, nigga Yall niggas know what the fuck goin on Big 4L, big steppers Big footprints, pussy Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy Pussy, pussy, okay, 21 Okay, 21, okay, 21 Okay, 21 21, 21, 21 Big 4L, Im a member Leave an opp cold, like December .45 on me, its a Kimber AK knockin down trees, like timber Get your baby mama fore we bend her Hit the windshield, not the fender Givin out smoke my agenda Throw the white flag, they surrender Big-Big 4L, Im a membеr Leave an opp cold, likе December .45 on me, its a Kimber AK knockin down trees, like timber Big 4L, Im a member Leave an opp cold, like December Big 4, Big 4L, Im a member Leave an opp cold, like December .4, .45 on me, its a Kimber AK, AK knockin down trees, like timber Get your, get your baby mama fore we bend her Hit the wind, hit the windshield, not the fender Givin out, givin out smoke my agenda Throw the white, throw the white flag, they surrender All black tux, Im a businessman Millionaire, still shakin killers hand Take the plug off and the middle man Spray the whole block, I dont give a damn Fuck a nigga bitch, Im a gentleman 21, your bitch know I been the man Playin with the rock like Im Jigga man Gotta look a nigga in the eyes when you kill a man Glock in my lap Everywhere Im strapped Most these rappers cap I aint, I aint givin dap Glenwood, Glenwood to the flat Used to, used to rob and trap Money, money tall, Shaq Choppa, Choppa bullets, splat Chuck E., Chuck E. Cheese, rat We get, we get rodents whacked Way too, way too many steppers I cant hold em back Body, body full of scars Face full of tats You pray, you pray on your knees I pray to my strap Say you want smoke, but the fire come with it Money on your head, nigga, well come get it New Kel-Tec put a hun-dun in it Partment so sweet, threw a honey bun in it Keep it in the street, I aint doin no squealin I dont never put women in my business Full-time rapper, I aint doin no drillin Woah, woah, I can make a M in my sleep 17 breakin down a P 18 start sellin hard with Lil B Hundred dollar three-five, a whip from D Ridin down Glenwood, tank on E All about the money, I aint never smoke weed Cool-Cool young nigga, still take yo cheese All about the money, I aint never smoke weed Cool young nigga, still take yo cheese All about the money, I aint never smoke weed Cool young nigga, still take yo cheese Not mine, this bitch for us The gang is what I trust Dont argue, we dont fuss No talkin, he get touched Girl, I cant smoke my opps Cause all my opps is dust He said he think he the battery We call him Elon Musk Open your, open your mouth when I bust Suck me up slow, dont rush Havin three, havin threesomes is a must Hit it from, hit it from the back and she cussed I put his, I put his bitch in the Benz She used to ride on the bus I-I-I-I walk around with them thigh pads But I aint got no yard rushed I put his bitch in the Benz She used to ride on the bus I walk around with them thigh pads But I aint got no yard rushed I put his bitch in the Benz She used to ride on the bus I walk around with them thigh pads But I aint got no yard rushed Glock in my lap Everywhere Im strapped Most, most these rappers cap I aint givin dap Glenwood, Glenwood to the flat Used to, used to rob and trap Money, money tall, Shaq Choppa, Choppa bullets, splat Chuck E., Chuck E. Cheese, rat We get, we get rodents whacked Way too, way too many steppers I cant, I cant hold em back Body, body full of scars Face, face full of tats You pray, you pray on your knees I pray to my strap Yeah, savage life aint for everybody, man Throw the white flag, they surrender So if you aint bout that life Throw the white flag, they surrender They stole the white flag, its some real shit We keep it real Gs Its really about that life Savage Mode II Throw the white flag, they surrender

Sunshine, blue skies Took time to realize I could really do whatever I want Said I could really do whatever I want Sunshine , blue skies Took time to realize you could really do whatever you want Said you could really do whatever you want Come now Dont let all of this bring you down Dont let all of this bring you down Dont let all of this bring you down Dont let all of this bring you down Dont let all of this bring you down Dont let all of this bring you down Dont let all of this bring you down Peanut butter jelly is my favorite Pleasе dont mess with family, thats too dangerous Get your monеy, black man, that aint changin us My life get that sunshine like Los Angeles My life got two halos round my neck My life more halos than that chick My life on my own, yall aint clonin this Yall, Childish is here, yall aint grown enough Shout-out to my brother, you the truth Shout-out to my sister, get that loot Im on break on an island, Im on break This is great, momma cookin, this is great, ooh Look at my son, so little I got the team like pick-up I used to dream bout come up But now Im feeling good, might shut up Someone sleeping, Lord, kumbaya Used to sleep on floors, everyday Sunshine, blue skies Took time to realize I could really do whatever I want Said I could really do whatever I want Sunshine , blue skies Took time to realize you could really do whatever you want Said you could really do whatever you want Come now Dont let all of this bring you down Dont let all of this bring you down Dont let all of this bring you down Dont let all of this bring you down Dont let all of this bring you down Dont let all of this bring you down Dont let all of this bring you down Drop it off , let me see if your booty soft Gold mouth , yes, Im from the dirty South Lights out , summertime, I brought the ice out Pipes out , all my shooters came from Moscow Got a girl in Harvard, I talk proper when I call her Baby, Im a baller, aint no way that I can rob you She dont want no new friends, she just tryna buy her a new Benz I been countin Ms, me and Ben Franklin damn near kin Put my mind to it and I did it, damn fact Talkin bout your brother to get some pussy, thats wack The police keep harassin cause Im rich and Im black They mad cause I made myself a boss without crack I aint trippin, boy, Im Lamborghini whippin Straight up out the trenches, money made me ignorant Im on a private jet eatin Popeyes chicken I be flexin like Im eatin Popeyes, spinnin Dont worry , be the one Dont worry , have some fun Dont worry , be the one Dont worry , have some fun Sunshine, blue skies Took time to realize I could really do whatever I want Said I could really do whatever I want Sunshine, blue skies

Shawty Fresh on the track Ion even like goin where I cant take that pistol You gettin this cash this cash gon bring you issues You move too fast I spazz I take that wit you Ion fuck wit crab we laughin at you niggas Ion fuck wit rats pray that you die bout that Ion even like goin where I cant take that pistol You gettin this cash this cash gon bring you issues You move too fast I spazz I take that wit you Ion fuck wit crab we laughin at you niggas Ion fuck wit rats pray that you die bout that You distance yourself from the fuck niggas, they say you a fuck nigga Since you been runnin it up nigga, you stay in the cut nigga Me I just stay like the same Troub, Im still like the same thug You might have all of the same folk, it just aint the same love Niggas be beefin wit me about hoes, in they imagination Aint overlookin nann situation, aint overlookin nann situation Came in the parking lot, airing station and you wanna face it I tell you aint basic You wanna fade me why the hesitation, get you some paper lil petty stop hatin Ion even like goin where I cant take that pistol You gettin this cash this cash gon bring you issues You move too fast I spazz I take that wit you Ion fuck wit crab we laughin at you niggas Ion fuck wit rats pray that you die bout that Ion even like goin where I cant take that pistol You gettin this cash this cash gon bring you issues You move too fast I spazz I take that wit you Ion fuck wit crab we laughin at you niggas Ion fuck wit rats pray that you die bout that Ion even like goin nowhere without that pistol Nigga fuck that, young savage Ima pull up on ya Roll the window down and then bust ya Nigga rappin bout it you a boo gangsta, nigga shot at ya you aint shoot back How the hell you get ya chain snatched, niggas payin for they chain back Slaughter gang bitch I claim that, Glenwood where I banged at Where a nigga got his stain at, where I learnt how to aim at Pull up and shot, we gutta yeah, make sure you close to yeah Them crab niggas actin like hoes yeah we cut em my friends turn to foes Ion even like goin where I cant take that pistol You gettin this cash this cash gon bring you issues You move too fast I spazz I take that wit you Ion fuck wit crab we laughin at you niggas Ion fuck wit rats pray that you die bout that Ion even like goin where I cant take that pistol You gettin this cash this cash gon bring you issues You move too fast I spazz I take that wit you Ion fuck wit crab we laughin at you niggas Ion fuck wit rats pray that you die bout that

When its all said and done, who you gon ride for? Who you gon slide for? Who you down to die for? I gave her my heart, she was tellin lies, though Sleepin with my guys, though, that shit turned my heart cold I came from the bottom, I didnt have a dime, bro Apartments with the blinds, bro, still got on my grind, though I know my mama proud, everybody fine, bro This shit took some time, bro Finally get my shine on When its all said and done, who you gon ride for? Who you gon slide for? Who you die, die for? I gave, I gave her my heart, she was tellin lies, though I gavе her my heart, she was tеllin lies, though I gave her my heart, she was tellin lies, though Sleepin with my guys, though, that shit turned my heart cold I came from the bottom, I didnt have a dime, bro Apartments with the blinds, bro, still got on my grind, though I know my mama proud, everybody fine, bro This shit, this shit took some time, bro, finally get my shine on I done been betrayed, yeah, I done been backstabbed Now I got my bands up and they who I laugh at Riding in the Demon, no, this, no, this aint no Scatpack And we carry big straps, I suggest you back back I just, I just speak the truth, Im not with the rap cap Cant wait til they free Turk, Turk, Mr., Mr. Push-Your-Shit-Back Rest in peace to Larry, Johnny B, and Tay, man Swear I, swear I had a rough past, feel like I grew up fast Go to war about my dawgs Yeah, the ones who pick me up whenever I fall All the— Go to war about my dawgs Yeah, the ones who pick me up whenever I fall All— Go to war about my dawgs Yeah, the ones who pick me up whenever I fall All the pain I endured just to ball Id give this shit away to be with yall Standin with you, throwin gang signs, do it matter? When them bullets start flyin, have fun, scatter He aint have no business in that car, now he ready to tattle Just got shipped the diagnostics and he on, he on a platter Got on long sleeves, but I still bear arms Christian, Christian Dior, nigga, Im in rare form Savage ball like 97, 98 Jordan Step back, shoot you in your face like Im James Harden When its all said and done, who you gon ride for? Who you gon slide for? Who you down to die for? I gave her my heart but she was tellin lies, though Sleepin with my guys, though, that shit turned my heart cold I came, I came from the bottom, I didnt, didnt have a dime, bro Apartments with the blinds, bro, still got on my grind, though I came from the bottom, I didnt have a dime, bro Apartments with the blinds, bro, still got on my grind, though I came from the bottom, I didnt have a dime, bro Apartments with the blinds, bro, still got on my grind, though I know my mama proud, every-everybody fine, bro This shit took some time, bro, finally get my shine on Right hand on my Glock, left hand on her coochie The chop, the chop, hit your top, nigga, Bruce Lee Im the boogeyman, pussies cant spook me Got your BM on my line talkin bout, Scoop me You know I got a soft spot for the hoochies I dont talk to bitches, bitches talk the bullshit I bought every pair of Amiris in the boutique You know we want all the smoke, nigga, Lucy Ill never fall off, I might take a break You know either way it go, my family gon be straight Still in debt from all the losses that I had to take When you out here tryna evolve, they gon call you fake I cant turn my back on the gang no matter what I make I done took a lot of risks to make sure niggas ate Superhero in my hood, I dont need a cape I be lost sometimes, feelin like Im runnin in place When its all said and done, who you, who you gon ride for? Who you, who you gon slide for? Who you down to die for? I gave her my heart, she was tellin lies, though Sleepin with my guys, though, that shit turned my heart, my heart cold I came, I came from the bottom, I didnt, I didnt have a dime, bro Apartments with the blinds, bro, still got on my grind, though I know my, I know my mama proud, every, everybody fine, bro This shit, this shit took some time, bro, finally get my shine on ChopStars What up, Maurice? Mo City, stand up ChopStars, we out

Ayy, turn your phone off, take your clothes off Im a savage, but I fuck her to a slow song Turn the lights down , lay the pipe down I aint Mr. Right, but Im Mr. Right Now She want me to fuck her to Beyoncé But I dont treat her like she my fiancé Make that thing sing like Sade 1942, it aint no Chardonnay In a Lam truck , with my Richard on Got a pretty girl , that Im feelin on We in quarantine , but my Ms long This that Savage Mode II, chopped up, not slopped up Sit yall ass down Keep playing with us Metro, metro Ima slide anytime you want Put you in Chanel, Ima teach you how to stunt Ima slide anytime you want Put you in Chanel, Ima teach you how to stu— Ima slide anytime you want Put you in Chanel, Ima teach you how to stunt Slip and slidе like a waterfall You need some TLC, wе can creep if you want Ayy, turn your phone off, take your clothes off Im a savage, but I fuck her to a slow song Turn the lights down , lay the pipe down I aint Mr. Right, but Im Mr. Right Now She want me to fuck her to Beyoncé But I, but I dont treat her like she my fiancé Make that, make that thing sing like Sade 19-1942, it aint no Chardonnay In a, in a Lam truck , with my Richard on Got a pretty girl , that Im feelin on We in quarantine , but my Ms long Buddy lame-lame, he got friend-zoned Got a couple spots , and they all owned Bought a penthouse , cause Im never home Threw my heart out the window, feelings gone Threw my heart out the window, but Ima slide anytime you want Put you in Chanel, Ima teach you how to stunt Slip and slide like a waterfall You need some TLC, we can creep if you want Ayy, turn your phone off , take your clothes off Im a savage, but I fuck her to a slow song Turn the lights down , lay the pipe down I aint Mr. Right, but Im Mr. Right Now Turn your phone off, take your clothes off Im a sav, but I fuck her to a slow song Turn your phone off, take your clothes off Im a sav, but I fuck her to a slow so— Turn your phone off, take your clothes off Im a sav, but I fuck her to a slow song Said the nail lady went and did her toes wrong Said her last man was always playin Drake songs Yeah, cellphones out when I roll up Yeah, nigga, nigga had a problem til I showed up Everybody with an at before they name tough Yeah, more concerned with blowing up than growing up Yeah, said she wanna fuck to some SZA, wait Cause I used to date SZA back in 08 If you cool with it, baby, she can still play While I jump inside that box and... field day Im the slow stroke king, hit me anytime And my goal is to get you to the finish line I seen good movies end bad plenty times So let me finish strong, girl Ima slide anytime you want Put you in Chanel, Ima teach you how to stunt Slip and slide like a waterfall You need some TLC, we can creep if you want Ayy, turn your phone off , take your clothes off Im a savage, but I fuck her to a slow song Turn the lights down , lay the pipe down I aint Mr. Right, but Im Mr. Right Now She want me to fuck her to some Keith Sweat But she stay in apartments I got beef at Pussy so good, I had to sneak back Hit her with my Glizzy, boy, I keep that

Yeah Bassline Fanaticz Zone 6 shit right here Pull up, nigga Yeah, yeah Somebody might get killed to this Somebody block get spinned to this Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha Somebody might get killed to this Somebody block get spinned to this Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha Somebody might get killed to this Somebody block get spinned to this Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha (Somebody might get killed to this Somebody block get spinned to this Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha) Damn it, its a fish fry, its a fish fry Draco spittin out big fire, spittin out big fire Fuck them RIP shirts, fuck them T-shirts Three shouts for the real steppers, puttin in real work, yeah I gotta get me a bag, bitch, I gotta keep me a bad bitch Smoke free, drip cost a few thou, all my young niggas crashin On sight, we gon smash him, Ima let Nefew dem air him out Nigga wouldnt listen, we whacked him out Fuck all that wet, hit his granny house Taliban shit with these choppers, nigga How we gon play with these type of niggas? Ima pull up with some real killers Bodybag, homicide, deal with him Ima show them what this money do Sendin out ghosts like peekaboo Blessin them, stick with no achoo Soon as they hop out, they start shootin Somebody might get killed to this Somebody block get spinned to this Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha Somebody might get killed to this Somebody block get spinned to this Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha (Somebody might get killed to this Somebody block get spinned to this Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha) Damn it, its a fish fry, its a fish fry Draco spittin out big fire, spittin out big fire Im on Glenwood, Alley Boy in the Edge I be on 800, where the rappers be scared Been in so many shootouts, gotta keep one in the head And when the gang slide, we dont shoot at no legs 7.62s I carry Me and my .223 got married When I was young nigga, used to hit licks Go to Lenox and spend it on Bally Yall keep making these diss songs Nigga, we dont talk, rest them niggas get buried I come straight up out the 6 Aint no permits, nigga, everybody carried Keep me a Glock-27 Nigga wont catch me without it Lil nigga think you hard cause you got one But most of my niggas got bodies Shh, yall niggas might tattletale, dawg, gotta keep that quiet On God, Im 21 gang, if you reach for my chain then its gon be a riot Somebody might get killed to this Somebody block get spinned to this Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha Somebody might get killed to this Somebody block get spinned to this Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha (Somebody might get killed to this Somebody block get spinned to this Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha) Damn it, its a fish fry, its a fish fry Draco spittin out big fire, spittin out big fire

I feel like Tony Im a bad guy Extend the clip cuz Im a bad guy All I hang around is bad guys All I hang around is bad guys You play with this shit you get wapped I pull up and shoot at your neck My clip longer than my lap I dont want fuck I want head Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that 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 dont take shit Fuck your bitch I dont take your bitch I tryna go buy me a Raven shit The chopper make you do the Matrix bitch No Miami, I got heat Got a choppa on the seat We don’t play ’round with the beef If he a 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 your bitch We tryna meet bitches I dont got no feelings My crew got no ceilings Drug dealin and killin But I prefer killing Im not with the talking Young Savage a villain I feel like Tony Im a bad guy Extend the clip cuz Im a bad guy All I hang around is bad guys All I hang around is bad guys You play with this shit you get wapped I pull up and shoot at your neck My clip longer than my lap I dont want fuck I want head Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Flakko Savage Bino Fukin Get the money bitch 들의 표정 Wow 다물지도못해 너네들은 우리 들이 사는 것 을 보고 다들 wow 여느때 와 같은 날들이 너완 다르겟지 우리들이 사는 삶 We dont care fuckin about anything 그냥 하고싶은 대로 살아가 Slaughter gang king fuck with me Lot of money lot of money bitch I just start but already big Only god can judge me Unforgettable 난 지워질수 없는 존재 누가 나를 지워도 니들 머리속에 밖혀 있어 내가 한걸 지금 듣는 순간 wow We gotta creeps we gotta Key we gotta real bitch 우리는 진짜들 흉내를 안내지 Fuck u fake shit We gotta creeps we gotta Key we gotta real bitch Trap trap trap trap we fuckin everything I feel like Tony Im a bad guy Extend the clip cuz Im a bad guy All I hang around is bad guys All I hang around is bad guys You play with this shit you get wapped I pull up and shoot at your neck My clip longer than my lap I dont want fuck I want head Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started I be Notoriou5 Bino, pulling up in your hood Just like boys in the hood All reds on .45 with the Chopper out the back window Hang with nothing but them Savages All my niggas they be having this Long clip, them extendos Play your ass like Nintendo Blowing gas out the window Getting brain from your main bitch You know a young nigga getting rich But I still slap me a hoe And I still kick me a door Making her get on the floor, put the pump In her mouth and give up the dough Young nigga o finna club, with all of my dogs We on no drugs, we dont give a fuck Got your girl, she show me love Cuz she know Im a bad guy She know whats up I feel like Tony Im a bad guy Extend the clip cuz Im a bad guy All I hang around is bad guys All I hang around is bad guys You play with this shit you get wapped I pull up and shoot at your neck My clip longer than my lap I dont want fuck I want head Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started

I love you Turn my headphone down a little bit, yeah For so many reasons Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, ah, ah, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah How much money you got? How much money you got? How much money you got? How much money you got? How much money you got? How many problems you got? How many people done doubted you? Left you out to rot? How many pray that you flop? How many lawyers you got? How many times you got shot? How many niggas you shot? How many times did you ride? How many niggas done died? How many times did you cheat? How many times did you lie? How many times did she lеave? How many times did she cry? How many chancеs she done gave you fuckin around with these thots? Every day that Im alive, Ima ride with the stick Id rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich Told my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch But Im 21 4L, aint no way Ima switch Break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks My heart so cold I could put it in my cup Gang vs. the world, me and my dawg, it was us Then you went and wrote a statement, and that really fucked me up My brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast My brother got life and it turned me to the streets I been through the storm and it turned me to a G But the other side was sunny, I get paid to rap on beats How much money you got? How many problems you got? How many people done doubted you? Left you out to rot? How many pray that you flop? How many lawyers you got? How many times you got shot? How many niggas you shot? How many times did you ride? How many niggas done died? How many times did you cheat? How many times did you lie? How many times did she leave? How many times did she cry? How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down Yeah, I just came from the A I drove back home, six-hour drive, six-and-a-half Before I left I stopped by to see my nigga 21 in the studio He had two of his kids with him right in the studio, thats when I knew You a stand up nigga, I love seein shit like that Question How many faking they streams? Getting they plays from machines? I can see behind the smoke and mirrors Niggas aint really big as they seem I never say anything , everybody got they thing Some niggas make millions, other niggas make memes Im on a money routine I dont want smoke, I want cream I dont want no more comparisons This is a marathon and Im aware I been playing it back from a lack of promotions I never was one for the bragging and boasting I guess I was hoping the music would speak for itself, but the people want everything else Okay, no problem, Ill show up on everyone album You know what the outcome will be Im batting a thousand Its got to the point that these rappers dont even like rappin with me Fuck it cause my nigga 21 Savage just hit me And told me he saved me a spot on a new record he got He call it a lot, I open my book and I jot Pray for Tekashi, they want him to rot I picture him inside a cell on a cot Flectin on how he made it to the top Wondering if it was worth it or not I pray for Markelle cause they fucked up his shot Just want you to know that you got it, my nigga Though I never met you, I know that you special And that the Lord blessed you, dont doubt it, my nigga Dennis Smith, Jr., stay solid, my nigga Im on a tangent, not how I planned it I had some fans that hopped and abandoned ship When they thought that I wasnt gone pan out, I got a plan They say that success is the greatest revenge, tell all your friends Cole on a mission, cementin the spot as the greatest that did it Before it all ends, nigga How much money you got? How many problems you got? How many people done doubted you? Left you out to rot? How many pray that you flop? How many lawyers you got? How many times you got shot? How many niggas you shot? How many times did you ride? How many niggas done died? How many times did you cheat? How many times did you lie? How many times did she leave? How many times did she cry? How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots How much money you got? How many problems you got? How many people done doubted you? Left you out to rot? How many pray that you flop? How many lawyers you got? How many times you got shot? How many niggas you shot? How many times did you ride? How many niggas done died? How many times did you cheat? How many times did you lie? How many times did she leave? How many times did she cry? How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots

Pull up on you with a dirty clip Better duck, I pull it off the hip If I pull it, Ima let it rip Pull up on you with a dirty clip Pull up on you with a dirty clip Better duck, I pull it off the hip If I pull it, Ima let it rip Pull up on you with a dirty clip I got that thirty thang, nine millimeter Im like a track star, bullets gonna fuckin meet ya Its the ice king, price on your head Ten Gs, funk with me, nigga, have you dead I got young niggas, yeah, I keep em fed Street cred, have you bitch niggas fuckin dead Did three years, ice king, fuck the feds Tell on me, fuck around and meet the lead Pull up on you with a dirty clip Better duck, I pull it off the hip If I pull it, Ima let it rip Pull up on you with a dirty clip Pull up on you with a dirty clip Better duck, I pull it off the hip If I pull it, Ima let it rip Pull up on you with a dirty clip Steph Curry with the thirty, yeah, I shoot the shit Kunta shit, get on you and boom-boom your shit Earn it like I want it, aint no stoppin ever It took the props to get the bag, a plot together Our shit dont stop, have my son poppin Runnin up on you, ooh-op, you done, opp When the rabbit got the gun, thats when the fun stop Ill grab the bag, run up on em and then bail on cops Coppin blow, Im not stoppin bro, off the clock On that ass, money fast and my pockets slow Heard you started shit, fully loaded, burners Pull up with blood, you know whats up, how we rockin, cousin? Pull up on you with a dirty clip Better duck, I pull it off the hip If I pull it, Ima let it rip Pull up on you with a dirty clip Pull up on you with a dirty clip Better duck, I pull it off the hip If I pull it, Ima let it rip Pull up on you with a dirty clip See the gold it go round my neck, gold on my teeth, worth thirty Try to snatch mine, then in your ass goin thirty Niggas act bad, spank they ass like a kid Have your ass swoll up like a dirty pig Pistol talkin niggas out of money tryna keep my tummy full Like the thirty round drum clip in my Tommy Ghetto night, lose your life to the crackpipe Pockets hurtin, fiendin for a lick, like a dyke In the crib, thirty models twerkin ass, thirty bottles Im so gone off that Hen, black, I took thirty swallows Thirty bands in my Balmain jeans, Im ballin everywhere These Balmain jeans cost two Gs, I got thirty pair Pull up on you with a dirty clip Better duck, I pull it off the hip If I pull it, Ima let it rip Pull up on you with a dirty clip Pull up on you with a dirty clip Better duck, I pull it off the hip If I pull it, Ima let it rip Pull up on you with a dirty clip

Just because I didnt remind you, dont think I forgot Just because it aint happened yet, dont think thats it not Nipsey was solid, I know that he up there with Biggie and Pac My choppa could tell you a story, I pray that you dont try to plot Stayed a hundred, couple niggas changed I aint never went against the grain, I could never snort cocaine I could never fuck a bitch behind my brother then try to turn her to my main Clout chasin got him in a wood box, cant believe he died for the fame Hell risk it all for a name, I was comin hard fore I came I aint know nothin bout no Visa, I was in thе park with the gang Moms be feelin bad, I try to tell hеr she is not to blame No social security, couldnt get a license, but I still didnt complain I went and got it, I aint ask for no handout Lil nigga, we are not the same You know what Im on, first girlfriend did me wrong I swear to God that every girl after that, I was gon do em wrong Different bitch in my bed every night, but I still be feelin alone Matter fact Im finna be with one, probably right after I finish this song Thats my dawg He gon ride off the leash He gon, he gon slide, she know I cheat She know I lie, I be geeked up, I be fried Sweep the room, we pull up with brooms Smokin Girl Scout, you can smell the fumes Dont approach me bout your wifey if she choose Last scrub did— You can smell the fumes Dont approach me bout your wifey if she choose You can smell the fumes Dont approach me bout your wifey if she choose Last scrub did that made the news Nigga keep talkin that U.K. shit like I dont got AKs Like, cause I was born overseas, these motherfuckers 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 Caught him down bad , broad daylight, I aint need no mask Paid in full , all the opp hoes get shot in the ass Strip a rap nigga if I ever get low on cash Middle school, I aint go to class, I was hangin in the hallway, I aint have a pass High school, I aint even go, I was hangin in the colony tryna sell gas In a hotbox with Chevy, Lil Harold, and Rock, ready to crash Tried to break in the pawnshop on Candler Road, but the rod wouldnt smash Larry got, Larry got killed, couldnt believe this shit, man, the tears started falling down fast Lick on, lick on McAfee, found a ho, split, but we really had came for the cash Im prayin, Im prayin to Ogun theres much shit in the street and my past Told T, Told T-Tay that buddy was a fuck nigga, boom, he got on the stand 200, 200K to the lawyer, lil brother, gon make sure you get out the cans Thats my dawg He gon ride off the leash He gon slide , she know I cheat She know I lie , I be geeked, geeked up, I be fried Sweep the room, we pull up with brooms Smokin Girl Scout, you can smell the fumes Dont approach me bout your wifey if she choose Last scrub did that made the news ChopStars You know what it is man But in case you dont, the young Metro ting This that Savage Mode II: Chopped Up Not Slopped Up

Snitches and rats, snitches and rats Snitches and rats, they all get whacked He told on his brother , his brother told back They say that they twins, we call them Siamese rats They know you man Watch out for them snitches, man, you hear me? Watch out for them niggas hangin with them snitches too , shit They don’t say a lot about truth, my G Yeah , SAVAGE MODE II , chopped up and not slopped up DJ Slim K Snitches, snitches and rats, snitches, snitches and rats Snitches, snitches and rats, thеy all get whacked He told, hе told on his brother , his brother told back They say that, they say that they twins, we call them Siamese rats Snitches, snitches and rats, snitches, snitches and rats We snatchin, we snatchin your jewelry and takin your pack Snitches and rats, snitches, snitches and rats We cut off his tail and put slugs in his hat You talk, you talk on the internet, we talk in the street Kel-Tec .223, like D-Wade, I love my heat Glock, Glock 19 in the booth, its on the seat Black Air Force 1s in the field, them my cleats Caught a rap nigga down bad Now his ass in a body bag Sound real tough when you makin them songs Where the fuck is your bodies at? Say you want smoke with that Big 4L Where the fuck is your partments at? Been stepped on them, they ain’t talkin’ bout, they ain’t talkin bout shit Them niggas a welcome mat Shawty, shawty was speakin them facts Shawty ain’t talkin to rats Niggas know, nigga know Nudy my twin Playin with cuz, a nigga get whacked You aint gon, you aint gon slide, you a ho, dawg Spinned a nigga block, then we rode off Young COUPE, Young COUPE tryna up the score, dawg Chevy was busy, so I took 4 God Snitches, snitches and rats, snitches, snitches and rats Snitches, snitches and rats, they all, they all get whacked He told, he told on his brother , his brother told back They say that, they say that they twins, we call them Siamese rats Snitches and rats , snitches and rats We snatchin your jewelry and takin, takin your pack Snitches and rats , snitches, snitches and rats We cut off his tail and put slugs in his hat Black and white gon tell it, and you snitchin, pussy, I dont smell it Real convicted fe-felon, strapped up, loaded, shit, this lethal weapon Bless you pussy niggas with this weapon, send you straight to heaven Man I, man I pray to God you pussy niggas dont test me, Im gon bless you— Hope you niggas retaliate, dont tell them peoples or your mama Niggas like to dry-dry snitch when shit get real, wanna go tell they mama Got to, got to keep this shit twenty-one hundred, dont you fold under pressure Fuck your honor, you know they try to give you a hundred Niggas be, niggas be scared, they catchin a hundred Snitches and rats, we gon feed him a hundred I spent that money, blue cheese All these rap niggas gon follow the cheese Niggas be scared, they catchin a hundred Snitches and rats, we gon feed him a hundred I spent that money, blue cheese All these rap niggas gon follow the cheese— Niggas be scared, they catchin a hundred Snitches and rats, we gon feed him a hundred I spent that money, blue cheese All these rap niggas gon follow the cheese— Trade ones with my brudda, the other shit, you know we bust em I dont fuckin trust ya, if you aint Metro, we gon bust ya Snitches and rats, snitches and rats Snitches and rats, they all, they all get whacked He told, he told on his brother , his brother, his brother told back They say that, they say that they twins, we call them Siamese rats Snitches, snitches and rats , snitches, snitches and rats We snatchin, we snatchin your jewelry , we takin, takin your pack Snitches, snitches and rats , snitches, snitches and rats We cut off, cut off his tail and put slugs in his hat Roll the window down, squeeze Fuck it, spin again while they grieve Roll the window down, squeeze Fuck it, spin again while they grieve Roll the window down, squeeze Fuck it, spin again while they grieve Roll the window down, squeeze

Lyrics from Snippet ... hot sauce Got a nigga baby mama 21 Savage, I go Ricky with the Ross Fuck the struggle, let the money wash away the time Never turn my back for fame

Yeah, rest in peace to love October 22nd, 1992 July 8th, 2009 You will be missed forever Rest in peace to love, I gave up a long time ago Hard times, everybody left, Im the one you counted on My, my shoulder took a lot of tears, woulda swore it was a fountain on I be cryin on the inside and smilin when the cameras on Woulda, woulda never wеnt against you ever I evеn tried to make the grudge settle Yeah, I heard that you slept with a couple fellas Still treated you like a virgin cause I know you better When she suck it, take my soul, she a whole devil Bought a Wagon then I covered it with rose petals She didnt think I was romantic cause Im so ghetto Got a Patek and a Birkin, it was fundamental Then the, then the situation took a U-turn Foundation crumbled and the roof burned I aint perfect, I was slidin like a earthworm, loco But I never, ever brought the dirt home Man, we both played each other, you was worse, though Always blamin me because I did it first, though You started sleepin with your phone in your purse, purse, though And you had that pussy nigga fragrance, fragrance on your skirt, ho Rest in peace to love, I gave up a long time ago Hard times, everybody left, Im the one you counted on My shoulder took a lot of tears, woulda swore it was a fountain on I be cry, cryin on the inside and smilin when the cameras on I had your back, you put a knife in mine If you was finna lose your life, I woulda gave you mine I sit back and reminisce sometimes I used to drink my syrup while you drank your wine Cant believe what we came to You wont believe what the fame do We aint together, any problems, I still came through Heard he put his hands on you, thats what lames do Got my— Cant believe what we came to You wont believe what the fame do We aint together, any problems, I still came through Heard he put his hands on you, thats what lames do Cant believe what we came to You wont believe what the fame do We aint together, any problems, I still came through He put his, put his hands on you, thats what lames do Got my first taste of love and I thank you Savage, never let another woman taint you Fallen victim to my feelings, something I cant do Get revenge on every bitch, even if it aint you Rest in peace to love, I gave up a long time ago Times, times, everybody left, Im the one you counted on My shoulder took a lot of tears, woulda swore it was a fountain on I be cryin on the inside and smilin when the cameras on Savage Mode II But before we get outta here You know I gotta show much love to the homies 21 Savage, Metro Boomin For helpin us keep this slowed down culture goin and alive man We appreciate you Metro, holla at em If it dont say ChopStars on the front, you got Slopped Up Not Chopped Up Shoutout to whole H-town, Houston, Texas Shoutout OG Ron C, DJ Candlestick And DJ Slim K and the ChopStars Sugar Hill Studios, Savage Mode II: Chopped Up Not Slopped Up

21 Savage a bad guy Bino a bad guy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I feel like Tony Im a bad guy Extend the clip cuz Im a bad guy All I hang around is bad guys All I hang around is bad guys You play with this shit you get wapped I pull up and shoot at your neck My clip longer than my lap I dont want fuck I want head Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started I be Notoriou5 Bino, pulling up in your hood Just like boys in the hood All reds on .45 with the chopper out the back window Hang with nothing but them Savages All my niggas they be having this Long clip, them extendos Play your ass like Nintendo, blowing gas out the window Getting brain from your main bitch, you know a young nigga getting rich But I still slap me a hoe, and I still kick me a door Making her get on the floor, put the pump in her mouth and give up the dough Young nigga o finna club, with all of my dogs We on no drugs, we dont give a fuck Got your girl, she show me love Cuz she know Im a bad guy, she know whats up I feel like Tony Im a bad guy Extend the clip cuz Im a bad guy All I hang around is bad guys All I hang around is bad guys You play with this shit you get wapped I pull up and shoot at your neck My clip longer than my lap I dont want fuck I want head Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that 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 dont take shit Fuck your bitch I dont take your bitch I tryna go buy me a Raven shit The chopper make you do the Matrix bitch No Miami, I got heat Got a choppa on the seat We don’t play ’round with the beef If he a 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 your bitch We tryna meet bitches I dont got no feelings My crew got no ceilings Drug dealin and killin But I prefer killing Im not with the talking Young Savage a villain I feel like Tony Im a bad guy Extend the clip cuz Im a bad guy All I hang around is bad guys All I hang around is bad guys You play with this shit you get wapped I pull up and shoot at your neck My clip longer than my lap I dont want fuck I want head Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Who that that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started Yeah that, that got me back started

Got me a check on em, ballin like chemo Got wrists like a free throw Fuck up the scene on em, fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em, Ima fuck up the scene on em Got me a check on em, ballin like chemo Got wrists like a free throw Fuck up the scene on em, fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em, Ima fuck up the scene on em You know how this shit goin so hard man we fuck up the scene, easy work Nigga I ball everyday, and you only inside of the club on the first Throwin money all over the floor, cause my niggas came from the third Life is a bitch, but I know I can fuck if she flirt Just somethin bout her, know that she down and she tuckin my work Tuggin my shirt, I might kill that shit its in the back of the horde Been all round the world but I feel like the king when Im back in my city Livin a dream homie, pockets so heavy, Im leanin like shit Got me a check on em, ballin like chemo Got wrists like a free throw Fuck up the scene on em, fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em, Ima fuck up the scene on em Got me a check on em, ballin like chemo Got wrists like a free throw Fuck up the scene on em, fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em, Ima fuck up the scene on em I fuck up the scene Crack in my pants and Im drinkin on lean Bought a .40 and it came with a bean Twenty thousand, I cant hold up my jeans Fuck up the scene, fuck up the scene I pull up in a brand new foreign machine I call up the sixties, they gon get it crackin Bitch Im Slaughter gang, you know that Im brackin Twenty thousand bags, you know that Im taxin Real stoner, so Im smokin on wax Chopper on me, make it sing like the Braxtons We move quit, nigga call us assassins I fucked it up, I spent a pen on my jacket Niggas snitchin, I put ten on a Aston Street nigga, fell in love with the cashin I dont need a stylist, Im havin fashion Twenty-one Got me a check on em, ballin like chemo Got wrists like a free throw Fuck up the scene on em, fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em, Ima fuck up the scene on em Got me a check on em, ballin like chemo Got wrists like a free throw Fuck up the scene on em, fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em, Ima fuck up the scene on em Balmon, the jeans on em Lets count up some cheese on em Im dabbin a freeze on em Im dabbin a freeze on em I run up a check, you servin them bricks I fly the bitch like a bud Im loaded the bricks on the jet They takin off from LAX Ch, Check out the gold on my neck Im feelin I got it and flex These bitches dont know what to expect Im keepin my foot on their neck I pull up in rari and flex Kill him if he own me check I am in that carbon the chance of a nigga turn out Im not like the rest Got me a check on em, ballin like chemo Got wrists like a free throw Fuck up the scene on em, fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em, Ima fuck up the scene on em Got me a check on em, ballin like chemo Got wrists like a free throw Fuck up the scene on em, fuck up the scene on em Fuck up the scene on em, Ima fuck up the scene on em

21, 21 Man, no killing Woo Elevation, wild life Elevation, wild life 21, lets go Got too much dope in my hand I bet I dont know what to do with it Then I talk to my dawgs Im in the jungle like Im Dr. Doolittle Whatchu gon do in the trap Whatchu gon do in the trap Whatchu gon do Hop out the bed and I go hit up the block I got way too much dope, I got dope on my shoe All I ever wanted was some motherfucking paper Ten burger bar, trap house through the cages Choppers everywhere, we dont watch no cable Since I got rubber bands, started shitting on my haters 21 Savage, I do count money Walk up on a nigga, drain him with the tommy Pulled up on the light, like a motherfucking zombie Young nigga thirteen, and he already catching bodies Twelve years old when I first hit the trap Aunt, put me on fifty slap on my lap Whatchu gon do, turn yourself into crack Whatchu gon do, turn this zip into a stack Niggas tried to run, hit his ass with the mack Whole bunch of killas and they screaming out, Blah The bitch stole crystals, I just stole a niggas stack 21 Gang, well show you how to trap Got too much dope in my hand I bet I dont know what to do with it Then I talk to my dawgs Im in the jungle like Im Dr. Doolittle Whatchu gon do in the trap Whatchu gon do in the trap Whatchu gon do Hop out the bed and I go hit up the block I got way too much dope, I got dope on my shoe

Give a fuck ‘bout a bitch I’m slaughter gang for real I try to keep it cool ‘Cause my hood really kill If I want it Ima take it I don’t respect a nigga that steal You gon’ get your ass smoked Think you, tough poppin a pill Hellcat track out Ima do the dash Jump out with these Drake, nigga Fuck a hood pass Reachin for my reacher, he got 2 shots to the face Now he layin in the grass with his fake robbin ass

Yeah We aint giving out smoke, we giving out embalming fluid Spin that shit every day, every night Back to back to back to back to back Yall niggas cant even trap, nothing Post up, nothing, kick with the hoes, barbeque, nothing We spinning back to back Two weeks, three weeks straight, nigga, on God, nigga Big 4L, pussy Rockin ice like Im tryna make a knot go down When the police hit the lights, I do not slow down Brand new Draco ready to crash like when the stocks go down Im rich for real, I could press a button and make the opps go down Maybach, Maybach with the shade Brand new CTS all red like the Braves Yall just started slidin, we was slidin back in the day 21, 21 Gang, woodgrain on the K Big, Big Slaughter, nigga, big dagger in my face Ski, ski mask, fuck a camera, gun him down on tape Breaking, breaking news, FOX 5, pussy, we dont play I call my Hellcat OVO cause it keep a Drac Red dot, headshot, pussy DOA Count me, count me a ten in one minute, count a whole hundred in ten minutes Niggas need to, niggas need to call they hood Beyblades cause all we do is spin in it I own me, own me a couple establishments, I aint worried bout your business Yall running round here gossipin, Im tryna make me some more millions Ridin with a stick in the hotbox, I aint never put my phone in it Call your, we call your main bitch pussy hood cause all we do is joan in it Money the only paperwork I put my bros in Somebody please unthaw, unthaw my ears cause they frozen Rockin ice like Im tryna make a knot go down When the police hit the lights, I do not slow down Brand new Draco ready to crash like when the stocks go down Im rich for real, I could press a button and make the opps go down Charge him with theft by taking cause his drip stolen Trap spot in the neighborhood is 60 Rolling Had to do CPR, I got your bitch choking Selling Percocets, bar and cocaine So many choppers in the spot, we leave the door open Water, water in the pot, then you stick the fork in Put some holes in your shirt, now its red, soakin I aint runnin from no smoke, period, semi-colon You wanna hold somethin, I got plenty shells I dont even want no smoke, niggas gon tattletale I dont even play with peoples kids, go play Battlefield Im from the East, home of the murders, you niggasll die out here They like to box, we like to pop, both of us bodybuild You can get hit with one of them guns from my adlib You gon fuck around and get chopped, lil Karate Kid I aint seen him in a minute, but ask if God did Saint Laurent sweater Rock Balenciaga when I rock the Barett-er Shout out Robert Kraft, fell in love with the cheddar Beat a rapper ass, Def Jam Vendett-er When it come to shh, we got plenty Eating Ruth Chris, I done burnt out on the Beni And I eat, sleep, shit, fuck with the semi Screamin fuck friends, family first, rocking Fendi , Fendi

I turned into a savage man, I got on that bullshit Oh god damn, trying to kill everybody man Everybody A nigga motherfuckin looking me wrong B, he gon die B. You know what Im sayin ? Anybody who owes me money B They got on that goddamn paid in full shit, man You know Im sayin? Thats why nigga know not to play with this shit Slaughter Gang Night war, no club, you know we run this motherfuckin city, this is our city Im a real street nigga, so Im walking with a stick Pussy so damn tight, that I wont take my dick a fit Put my liquid on her face, now she lickin on her lips Im a fly type of guy, so Imma need a fly bitch Im a real street nigga, so Im walking with a stick Pussy so damn tight, that I wont take my dick a fit Put my liquid on her face, now she lickin on her lips Im a fly type of guy, so Imma need a fly bitch Grip, grippin on the toolie everytime I see a cop On my city, police talking more than motherfucking thots 2 years ago, I remember having drugs in my socks Now-Now my work gettin bigger, so I move em in a truck Police-Police taking pictures everytime I getting out the trap Got a Spanish bitch slicking out my body like a slut Bitch Im from Canada, man I aint from the States Put my pistol in yo face your stupid-ass to Dont you move, bitch. On yo-On yo knees, bitch Got a AK-47 on 2, bitch And I dont copy niggas, I aint 22, bitch Try to make it out, so you wont see me with a , bitch Lord, I was walking with the motherfucking drumstick Put my-Put my liquid on her face and now she looking always told me: Never trust no dumb bitch. Freelance like bitches front page Im a real street nigga, so Im walking with a stick Pussy so damn tight, that I wont take my dick a fit Put my liquid on her face, now she lickin on her lips Im a fly type of guy, so Imma need a fly bitch Im a real street nigga, so Im walking with a stick Pussy so damn tight, that I wont take my dick a fit Put my liquid on her face, now she lickin on her lips Im a fly type of guy, so Imma need a fly bitch

Step on a nigga in my Air Force 1s Step on a nigga in some fuckin Jordan 1s Step on a nigga with this dirty-ass gun This SAVAGE MODE II, chopped up, not slopped up ChopStar Step on a nigga in my Air Force 1s Step on a nigga in my Air Force 1s Step on a nigga in some fuckin Jordan 1s Step-step on a nigga with this dirty-ass gun It was one late night, I was cruisin the street We aint had nothing to do, so we was looking for beef Got a Glock in my hand , and a stick in the Jeep Stomping niggas round town, but I grew up on the East Roll the window down , seen elbows and feet I was kickin smoke-smoke, you was copping a plea Yeah, we turned him to zaza , now his face on a tee I be smokin on opps, roll em up by the P Chopper-chopper keep shakin, the beat keep brеakin No, Im not a Muslim but I dont eat bacon Choppеr keep shakin, the beat keep breakin No, Im not a Muslim but I dont eat bacon Chopper keep shakin, the beat keep breakin No, Im not a Muslim but I dont eat bacon Eyes look Asian, she say that she Jamaican I bring her to the room, we just fucking, we aint caking Steppin on niggas, steppin-steppin on niggas Steppin-steppin on niggas , steppin-steppin on niggas Steppin on niggas, steppin on niggas Steppin on niggas , steppin on niggas Glock on my hip , niggas hippity-hop He was dissin on songs , and that shit got him shot Hit his block with a broom , hit his block with a mop We aint talking to bitches, we aint, we aint talking to cops Check the forecast , I got galore cash Had them killers on your step like DoorDash F-fuck your baby daddy , with his dork ass We at the bottom, nigga, show me your extort pass All the opps fans , they be imitating Blowing gun smoke , thats how we demonstrating Hit his baby mama while he had the baby Gave me good jaw , I gave her penetration Steppin-steppin on niggas, steppin-steppin on niggas Steppin-steppin on niggas , steppin-steppin on niggas Steppin on niggas, steppin on niggas Steppin on niggas , steppin on niggas Just steppin on you lil niggas, man, you hear me? Im just throwin back, talkin shit to you lil niggas, man You think yall doin something, yeah Leave this shit up to the professionals, man Cause this what we do ChopStars, yeah You know what it do, man DJ Slim K on the 1s and 2s, tell em Metro If it dont say, ChopStars on the front, you got slopped up, not chopped up Believe that

Sparta is strong and Athens is not We got the muscle and we got the crop Oh youre the smartest? Then why did we beat you It’s cause weve been getting beaten since 7 Aint nobody here expecting to go heaven But that’s like us The ancient old ghetto Expect with bows and arrows No pumps in the mix Serve till ten times 6 Thats why we dont sign no peace treaties To take over land we are greedy Athens is gone and we are here to blame If Sparta is a fire then you are a flame Sparta real clean Is the place you wanna be Athens created a democracy But thats not near as good oligarchy you feel Uh i was movin bricks since i was six Joined the army an earn myself a pixie stick uhhh If you aint in shape you need a fix If you cross my path ima give a kick I need to do some training, gimme some room If i die for my country you know ima getta tomb like uuuuhhhh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 21, 21, 21, 21 When I was 13 i got the whip You know ima ride wit a stick But im da best wit da sword Best in the game like ford We battled wit Athens but then we found peace But I dont want no one being equal to me So me and some others rallied up the whole army And we all ran in like a tsunami And we won We get the job done But we only just begun yeah 21 Ooh that was fire like the buildings we burn Its gone be something you learn And yo stomach will churn When we knock do yo city walls without a concern Sparta will return If you beat us then that outcome will overturn Miss quiz jakarta THIS IS SPARTA!!!

Yeah, Yeah Gotta whole lot, gotta whole lotta emotions balled up Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up Gotta whole lot, gotta whole lotta emotions balled up Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up Gotta whole lotta emotions balled up I Gotta whole lotta emotions ballеd up Hoes fake love lеt ass niggas Niggas will trynna cross you gotta watch out nigga be cautious Keep that pistol on me with no safety Imma off em All these major labels trynna sign me nigga Im turning down offers Cut my momma water off we was stayin in the partments Now I spend 20 on a Rolly 35 Hundred on a Nigga Imma boss Took my nigga Johnny had to cut my heart off Now Imma rapper this shit crazy Savage bought a new choppa Brenda had a baby All this show money bought my momma a Mercedes She see me on TV and she be like Look at my baby! I know she still thinking bout when they had trynna take me Six shots, nigga, six shots Took six shots, nigga I got six Glocks Pop, run up on savage get your top popped I just bought a drop now, I just poured a 4 cough syrup in my pop Fuck the faggot ass rappers cause they flip-flop Niggas dick hop And I just stay the same Nigga I really sold cocaine And my heart full of pain And yeah, I gang bang And yeah, I take chains Never been a lame Never sold my soul Never changed Never go Hollywood Fuck the fame Niggas hating on me But they lame You better get it outta mud Cause I got it out the mud Did this shit by myself I aint even ask for nun one of you fuck niggas help Cause niggas aint real And bitches aint real And everybody say they trill They say they independent but niggas got deals And yeah, I got deals 2 for the 5, yeah Me and Grade, real trap nigga shit Posted at the stoe, trynna make the world do, magic? Savage make the choppa do, magic Pull up roll the window down that shits tragic Body bag nigga, wrap em Savage scrape that bowl Imma let the beat be the hook Imma let the beat be the hook Imma let the beat be the hook Yeah, yeah Yeah Let that motherfucker ride Imma let that bitch ride out, ride out Pull up to a niggas spot, Click-Clack Pop-pop, pop-pop-pop Somebody call the cops Lil nigga got shot Savage from the skreets, for real Savage had beef, for real I really seen niggas get killed I really seen niggas get killed These rappers lyin They never sold no work, they never did no time Savage did time Seventh grade, got caught with a .9 Then I hit a lick for a nine Free TeeTay, yeah Free Taz too, cause he a beat a nigga black and blue And I fuck with crips and bloods, yeah, red and blue Or crips and DGs nigga, blue and black I got a Glock and a fucking Mac Put a big hole in your fucking back And I dont like the chit-chat Some shit That dope hole shit Huh, yeah That cut-throat shit Free Soulja Slim nigga, free C Murder 21 Savage bitch nigga I rep that murder Homicide, homicide Gun fire, gun fire Bullets sanging nigga Like 4th of July, huh I never testify Never tell a lie Never cuff no freak hoe, huh We aint cuffin freak hoes We fuck freak hoes and, and let them go You met her at the store Put a ring on that bitch, you a fucking fool Diamonds are lit This shit blingin nigga Imma fucking fool And I aint graduate school But Im rich bitch Like Dave Chappelle These niggas actors like Dave Chappelle These niggas funny like Dave Chappelle I got a light skin bitch, they say that bitch pale But her ass fat nigga, fatter than a whale And I got big bricks nigga That shit will break a scale You a faggot, you gon break a nail, huh Im slowed up, poured up Imma fucking snail, nigga Im a fucking player

Its chopped up and not slopped up mane DJ Slim K, OG Ron C Trapstars, dont say that Tell em Metro, we got slopped up, not chopped up Its the big stepper , 4L repper Hit him with a twenty-piece, ranch lemon pepper Black Air Force 1s dancing with the devil His wifey trouble, thot was finna cut her, I pulled out a rubber Opps tried to slide on my brother, had to up that cutter When its smoke, we huddlе, so many shots, damn near shot each other AR st-st-stuttеr, Draco brown, look like peanut butter Dont play tic-tac-toe or tit-for-tat, nigga, this aint that He was talking gangster on them tracks til I got him whacked Glizzy with the switch and it go splat, aint no ducking that Yall be smoking make-believe opps, smoking, smoking, facts We be smoking gang after gang, cock it back and bang 21, 21 4L, thats what I claim, let your nuts hang We dont shoot at houses, we hit brains, yall lil niggas lame 21 4L, thats what I claim, let your nuts hang We dont shoot at houses, we hit brains, yall lil niggas lame 21 4L, thats what I claim, let your nuts hang We dont shoot at houses, we hit brains, yall lil niggas lame Fell in love with them chopper sounds, Waka Flocka Flame Slidin Lookin for the opps, they been hidin I grew up round drugs, sex and violence We turnt off they street, we heard sirens Since a juvenile Wildin Chrome Heart jeans got me stylin Said he wanted smoke, now he joggin While you, while you was in college I was robbin Everybody run to they car You aint gon make it, gon make it that far Down with an, down with an AR Keep shit, keep shit in the street Gon put it, gon put it on the bar Yall niggas talking on pillows All my Glocks got dildos Take your bank like Cee-Lo Draco bite, mosquito Yall niggas corny, Frito Kel-Tec hot, it shoot Cheeto Yall be talking that rah-rah You aint finna rob-rob me, though He went against me, he gone Step on him, I put my feet on him I just made an opp do the running man Keep an, keep an FN in my Cullinan Still aint met a bitch that Id cuff again Still aint met a bitch that Id kiss He was talking crazy, he got blick Savage keep a token, John Wick Shoot him, shoot him in the back like he Rick Playing freeze tag, niggas it Slidin Lookin for the opps, they been hidin I grew up round drugs, sex and violence We turnt off they street, we heard sirens Since a juvenile, I been wildin Chrome Heart jeans got me stylin Said he, said he wanted smoke, now he joggin While you, while you was in college I was robbin

Turn me up.... Turn me up.... Turn me up Turn me up... Trurn me up Crazy Nigga i did dat Get it out da mud n keep it clean Yea i did dat Money good fuck a nigga mean? Hoe i did dat I go on dem missions for da green Yeen did dat Tell me watchu mean When u hollin bout u did dat... Nigga i did dat Like me how i did dat Yea i did dat Ask why i did dat Dont like how i did dat Word round town dey in dey feelings hi we did dat Come threw in da nick of time Look who in that bitch im flying Dey love nickels and dimes Dey young niggas supplying A1 niggas around A1 niggas fareal Dey wonna see a nigga stuck in da slums kill me fareel No nooo im ridin vert in dat bullet proof on a pill I see my niggas in heaven datz when i look in da mirror I see my niggas in Jessie was hann nigga got dem deals Come down I pull up, doors at da crib Look at da wheels Bitch i did dat Gansta shit i did dat N hatin shit or fakin just aint da shit i did man I bussed down wit da team in a drought where homeboys get killed And i came to shake da click back Dey hate me how i did dat but fuckem cuz i did dat Nigga i did dat Yea i did dat Hoe i did dat Yeen did dat When u hollin bout u did dat... Nigga i did dat Like me how i did dat Yea i did dat Ask why i did dat Dont like how i did dat Word round town dey in dey feelings hi we did dat Nigga i did dat Get it out da mud n keep it clean Yea i did dat Money good fuck a nigga mean? Hoe i did dat I go on dem missions for da green Yeen did dat Tell me watchu mean When u hollin bout u did dat... Nigga i did dat Like me how i did dat Yea i did dat Ask why i did dat Dont like how i did dat Word round town dey in dey feelings hi we did dat

Yessirski Jiggalicious I see you baby Straight up I came through and I show love, it was all good I got three sisters, two baby mamas, they all good I cut some friends off, I dont even talk to em Last year she had my heart, now I dont talk to her Summertime, sundress, she impressed, no Yeah cut that lame off, now her skin glows Swipe her nose, swipin caine, you give me back my flows And your boyfriend on the bench, he do not score She call me all the time Even though you with her, shе still mine Ninety percent of my exes, are some nines The other ten percent, they some dimes She went through a divorce She didnt go to court Told her keep his money I buy her a Porsche Drinkin with her friends Passin the I score Alone, Im single Rockin Lousi Vuitton Summertime she got on her sundress Summertime she got on her sundress This ummertime she got on her sundress Summertime she got on her sundress By the way your skin glowin, I know you aint stressed I bought her Valentino, now she fill refreshed That booty got some jiggalition, can I be honest? She remind me of the time, that I hit it best Dont nobody hit it better, she know thats a fact I just joined on her live, and its lookin fat Girl you fine and let a nigga slide in Took her out the Kia and I went and bought a Benz Ive been peepin how you movin then Im choosin Im a winner, baby, and your nigga losin Your body look like bubblegum, Im tryna chew it Im a big Blood, baby be my ruby Summertime she got on her sundress Summertime she got on her sundress This ummertime she got on her sundress Summertime she got on her sundress By the way your skin glowin, I know you aint stressed I bought her Valentino, now she fill refreshed That booty got some jiggalition, can I be honest? She remind me of the time, that I hit it best

Shout out 808 Melo Young Savage, why you trappin so hard? Why these niggas cappin so hard? Why you got a 12 car garage? Why you pullin all these rappers cards? Cause these niggas pussy and Im hard I turn that fuckin soft into some hard I grew up in the streets without no heart Im prayin to my Glock and my carbon I dont know why Chip mentioned my name But Devilmans tryna get attention again Told you before this year is the year of the real Fake niggas get left in the rain Think cause Im up there sitting on a plane That I cant really hear what the people are saying But I can hear everything loud and clear And theyre telling me to tell you to stay in your lane Pussy niggas love sneak dissin Til I pull up on em, slap em out with the fire Wet your mamas house, wet your grandmas house Keep shootin until somebody die So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar Thought it was Fourth of July You was with your friends playin Nintendo I was playin round with that fire Seventh grade, I got caught with a pistol Sent me to Panthersville Eighth grade, started playin football Then I was like fuck the field Ninth grade, I was knocking niggas out Nigga like Holyfield Fast forward, nigga, 2016 And Im screamin fuck a deal Cause they know Devilman did snitch on some serious cases Say my name, nah, thats not right Heart on my sleeve any time that I write Them man cant say anything that I aint already told man about my life Made a couple shit songs, yeah thats nice Repeated my bars, oh yeah thats nice Cause when your bars are hard like mine fam Sometimes manna gotta say them twice Fact of the matter is my bars totally murk Your bars sound like youre smoking the work Before you end up on the sex offenders list Manna gon put the devil in the dirt Wah gwan for certain man Thought it was a clash about music All of a sudden Devilman, you wanna sperm on man Young Savage, why you trappin so hard? Why these niggas cappin so hard? Why you got a 12 car garage? Why you pullin all these rappers cards? Cause these niggas pussy and Im hard I turn that fuckin soft into some hard I grew up in the streets without no heart Im prayin to my Glock and my carbon Savage, I was just playin Yall pussy niggas fakin Bitch, I hang around them Haitians Pull up on you, tie your kids up Pistol whip you while your bitch naked Come on, man, Savage, you know I always play your mixtape Yeah, nigga, fuck all that, ask your bitch how my dick tastes Young Savage, why you trappin so hard? Why these niggas cappin so hard? Why you got a 12 car garage? Why you pullin all these rappers cards? Cause these niggas pussy and Im hard I turn that fuckin soft into some hard I grew up in the streets without no heart Im prayin to my Glock and my carbon

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Budda Bless this beat Everybody hate that a nigga wanna talk I done seen shit dont stop They wanna see me lose Got the going with me Got the bag, now shit for free Boss talk, you know what that mean Thank god for looking out for me keep them blessings Tryna live my life Sware to god I learned my lesson keep them blessings Tryna live my life Sware to god I learned my lesson Broke laying on my pillo Now a nigga dream about money Lil boy your bones too brittle Need to put some Used to feel on my babysitter Sware in them seats I was hunching AR15 pistol with a drum leave a hole in your head like a Savage like dark skinned women Savage like Raris, Bentleys, Phantoms, Hellcats and Lamborghinis Savage do a trick, make 2 models kiss, then disappear like Houdini Savage came straight from the bottom, now he in the top restaurants eating Linguini Make an opp disappear, it’s a keep them blessings Tryna live my life Sware to god I learned my lesson keep them blessings Tryna live my life Sware to god I learned my lesson Thank god for blessing me I wont let these niggas get the best of me Thank god for blessing me I wont let these niggas keep stressing me Got my money up Everything good Think it’s funny yeah Do it for the hood Yeah Im living right You can say it twice Keep the gang tight every night Chorus: Arin Ray] keep them blessings Tryna live my life Sware to god I learned my lesson keep them blessings Tryna live my life Sware to god I learned my lesson

Big bills in my bank account so better come correct Ill pull out another hundred, really what did you expect? And them air pods, aint got them yet, but they will be coming back soon And whoever jacked me, better hope I never find you Flex hard on these haters they aint nothing Stay talking behind the screen, scared to be confronting Scared to jack me straight up, cause they know that theyll get chased down Dont got enough inside there pants to look at my face now Sneaky little coward, but I still be chillin Still finding the beats that I still be killin Still be in the studio, wrecking the mic Still be with your girl, cuz now Im what she likes Yo I got 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 Billions of them blessings and thats why yall keep giving hate Finna be the greatest duo coming out the biggest state So watch how you speaking when you talking bout the real greats Rhymes be coming straight from the mind This is our time Ima use it while I can Me and Brey gone come up in the game All these haters ran But we still didnt give a damn Tx where we livin Mad respect, our religion Compound dont play around We be schooling all these clowns If you mess with B, you mess with me, and Ill knock you out Ice all on our neck, and you know it like to bling Yall haters trynna see us sink But its not gonna happen We found our talent yeah thats rappin I be swangin in every lane But we still be getting paid All you haters lame Me, B, and J be doing the same old thing Just a different day, but we still be killin it Thats just how we play I got 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 Billions of them blessings and thats why yall keep giving hate Finna be the greatest duo coming out the biggest state So watch how you speaking when you talking bout the real greats

LYRICS FROM SNIPPET Got a bag on his head he a faker Cross the fam, I put a bag on his ? Im in Decatur, but my weed from Jamaica Rich nigga, bitch my weed from Jamaica

All I ever wanted was a brick and a Benz All I ever wanted was a brick and a Benz Soon as the dope dry, they try to beat the door off the hinges Soon as the dope dry, they try to beat the door off the hinges All I ever wanted was a brick and a Benz All I ever wanted was a brick and a Benz All I ever wanted was a brick and a Benz Soon as the dope dry, these junkies knock the door off the hinges I bought a brand new Benz, with the Batman Two bad bitches in the back, they look like twins One fifty for that Benz, had to cop a Keep them bricks on the floor, cause I dont trust my own Residue in the bowl, got my bankroll fold Brick of fishscale white, bet you cant feel your nose Keep twelve, out your trap, burglar bar Cop that brick for 21, keep him in the bando Rerock the V12, got it for the low low low Brand new scanner on the table, listen to the pole pole pole Ayy, fifteen in the trap waiting to kick Mix arm and hammer with my name, come out Mojo All I ever wanted was a brick and a Benz All I ever wanted was a brick and a Benz Soon as the dope dry, they try to beat the door off the hinges Soon as the dope dry, they try to beat the door off the hinges All I ever wanted was a brick and a Benz All I ever wanted was a brick and a Benz All I ever wanted was a brick and a Benz Soon as the dope dry, these junkies knock the door off the hinges Fuck friends, nigga who needs friends? When you mix the baking soda with it, you can cap ten Now these Saint Laurent jeans ride around with mac 10s Mojo hit me, he got ten pints clean If you a we gonna cut yo lean I keep bands in the pocket of my jeans rims kill the scene Glock .40, and it came with the beam We aint cuffing any bitches for the team Cooking up crack like rice VVS diamonds, thats ice I bought a rolex while shooting dice And that bitch Turn a 2, to a 4, turn a 4, into a 8 Better run it up, cause these niggas gonna hate A fake nigga cant do anything but be fake And real street nigga gonna get the cake All I ever wanted was a brick and a Benz All I ever wanted was a brick and a Benz Soon as the dope dry, they try to beat the door off the hinges Soon as the dope dry, they try to beat the door off the hinges All I ever wanted was a brick and a Benz All I ever wanted was a brick and a Benz All I ever wanted was a brick and a Benz Soon as the dope dry, these junkies knock the door off the hinges

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Im living like a bachelor, they wanna give me first degree I bring it to your masters, bitch Im talking casualties No I aint talking , but I keep them bands with me If you go against the god, you know they gon blast for me I been getting money, I been fucking bitches A nigga been stuntin, my diamonds been glissening I been getting money, I been fucking bitches I been counting hundreds, been shitting on niggas Bitch Im trapping hard But you can get it soft I beat so many cases I feel above the law I slept in with a bitch Then I woke up at the mall I reserected the brick Hit it with the icy talk I speak on what I did You just rapping what you saw Your life aint worth shit Thats exactly what it costs My dawgll take a hit And its exactly free of cost He gon do it out of love Nigga we gon eat regardlis Im ballin, fuckin jerzy Glock 40 holding 30 Pussy nigga I aint worried Drippin on your bitch, she thirsty Shoot the 3 just like Im Curry In Miami in the Mercy Got your ho all in the front seat Sware to god these bitches love me Im living like a bachelor, they wanna give me first degree I bring it to your masters, bitch Im talking casualties No I aint talking , but I keep them bands with me If you go against the god, you know they gon blast for me I been getting money, I been fucking bitches A nigga been stuntin, my diamonds been glissening I been getting money, I been fucking bitches I been counting hundreds, been shitting on niggas Been counting money face hundreds Jumped out the foreign, 30 hanging out and a 12 gage, thats the only thing I got Cute face and a fat ass, you know a nigga Racks in my pants, I cant hold it Molly got a nigga V12 thats a big OG gass thats that strong with the swag, vacume seel how you stretch it I dont fuck with these rappers, cause its entertainment, and I know they flexin 21 Savage real street nigga, go and check my jail records Yes I gang bang, aint a damb gang chess nigga not checkers Somebody help him, better not reach for that weapon Cause if he reach, Imma blast him AR15 on me, homie so fuck your lil 30 Im living like a bachelor, they wanna give me first degree I bring it to your masters, bitch Im talking casualties No I aint talking , but I keep them bands with me If you go against the god, you know they gon blast for me I been getting money, I been fucking bitches A nigga been stuntin, my diamonds been glissening I been getting money, I been fucking bitches I been counting hundreds, been shitting on niggas Yall remember me? Im the nigga with the work In the 745 Parked it right in front of I just keep the shit trill Why yall niggas like the Purp? I was really in the field While you niggas go to work Aint got no shirt, but I got sleves I was stuffing dope in them white sleves That money fall, nigga fuck I be right on And my my way I was robbing Now Im ballin, nigga pulling strings Now she bobbing all on her knees Broke niggas be the route of evil Bless me Trapping trapping, got trapping feaver Climbing climbing Racked up, Venus and Serina Fuck a nigga, make a nigga think he need ya Boss moves, nigga Im a leader Pour a duse and sip it out the lieder Im living like a bachelor, they wanna give me first degree I bring it to your masters, bitch Im talking casualties No I aint talking , but I keep them bands with me If you go against the god, you know they gon blast for me I been getting money, I been fucking bitches A nigga been stuntin, my diamonds been glissening I been getting money, I been fucking bitches I been counting hundreds, been shitting on niggas

I got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 Dick riders on my body, baby mamas tryna stop me Bitches lerkin cause they hurtin Broke hoes pocket watching But I aint stoppin, I aint stoppin No nigga, I aint stoppin The game is open, ove over, bitch I aint playing Niggas say they support you, but on the Gram, they only hating They dont post my shit Ho I see you niggas faking Im bout to take it I got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 In and out of state Lil bitch cant say shit Lets face it Having a baby cant save it These bitches basic When they see me, they dont ever say shit They jack my style, I need it back I need a pack Pass the flick, watch it flip and watch it stack touch some racks 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 Swerving on a ho Shittin on the low Your nigga loving me He spending all his doegh We in and out of stores Im in and out of clothes He got the lizard tongue His head game really dope Really though, dont compare me to them silly hoes I get busy though Pull up really slow This aint no renny though I payed the penny though Chinky check a ho Back to this Henny though They dont wanna see me win, dont get invited to events Pulling up in niggas spots, me and my niggas walking in coming in My pussy sitting in the drop And he plottin on I got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 Shooters on Dont ever try to copy This aint your moving different, Got in the kitchen He love I love to run the check up He love to do the robberies All of my niggas got me my nigga

JOHN, by the grace of God King of England, Lord of Ireland, Duke of Normandy and Aquitaine, and Count of Anjou, to his archbishops, bishops, abbots, earls, barons, justices, foresters, sheriffs, stewards, servants, and to all his officials and loyal subjects, Greeting KNOW THAT BEFORE GOD, for the health of our soul and those of our ancestors and heirs, to the honour of God, the exaltation of the holy Church, and the better ordering of our kingdom, at the advice of our reverend fathers Stephen, archbishop of Canterbury, primate of all England, and cardinal of the holy Roman Church, Henry archbishop of Dublin, William bishop of London, Peter bishop of Winchester, Jocelin bishop of Bath and Glastonbury, Hugh bishop of Lincoln, Walter Bishop of Worcester, William bishop of Coventry, Benedict bishop of Rochester, Master Pandulf subdeacon and member of the papal household, Brother Aymeric master of the knighthood of the Temple in England, William Marshal earl of Pembroke, William earl of Salisbury, William earl of Warren, William earl of Arundel, Alan de Galloway constable of Scotland, Warin Fitz Gerald, Peter Fitz Herbert, Hubert de Burgh seneschal of Poitou, Hugh de Neville, Matthew Fitz Herbert, Thomas Basset, Alan Basset, Philip Daubeny, Robert de Roppeley, John Marshal, John Fitz Hugh, and other loyal subjects: FIRST, THAT WE HAVE GRANTED TO GOD, and by this present charter have confirmed for us and our heirs in perpetuity, that the English Church shall be free, and shall have its rights undiminished, and its liberties unimpaired. That we wish this so to be observed, appears from the fact that of our own free will, before the outbreak of the present dispute between us and our barons, we granted and confirmed by charter the freedom of the Churchs elections — a right reckoned to be of the greatest necessity and importance to it — and caused this to be confirmed by Pope Innocent III. This freedom we shall observe ourselves, and desire to be observed in good faith by our heirs in perpetuity TO ALL FREE MEN OF OUR KINGDOM we have also granted, for us and our heirs for ever, all the liberties written out below, to have and to keep for them and their heirs, of us and our heirs: If any earl, baron, or other person that holds lands directly of the Crown, for military service, shall die, and at his death his heir shall be of full age and owe a relief, the heir shall have his inheritance on payment of the ancient scale of relief. That is to say, the heir or heirs of an earl shall pay £100 for a whole county, the heir or heirs of a baron for a whole barony 100 marks, the heir or heirs of a knight 100 shillings at most for the entire knights fee, and any man that owes less shall pay less, in accordance with the ancient usage of fees But if the heir of such a person is under age and a ward, when he comes of age he shall have his inheritance without relief or fine The guardian of the land of an heir who is under age shall take from it only reasonable revenues, customary dues, and feudal services. He shall do this without destruction or damage to men or property. If we have given the guardianship of the land to a sheriff, or to any person answerable to us for the revenues, and he commits destruction or damage, we will exact compensation from him, and the land shall be entrusted to two worthy and prudent men of the same fee, who shall be answerable to us for the revenues, or to the person to whom we have assigned them. If we have given or sold to anyone the guardianship of such land, and he causes destruction or damage, he shall lose the guardianship of it, and it shall be handed over to two worthy and prudent men of the same fee, who shall be similarly answerable to us For so long as a guardian has guardianship of such land, he shall maintain the houses, parks, fish preserves, ponds, mills, and everything else pertaining to it, from the revenues of the land itself. When the heir comes of age, he shall restore the whole land to him, stocked with plough teams and such implements of husbandry as the season demands and the revenues from the land can reasonably bear Heirs may be given in marriage, but not to someone of lower social standing. Before a marriage takes place, it shall be made known to the heirs next-of-kin At her husbands death, a widow may have her marriage portion and inheritance at once and without trouble. She shall pay nothing for her dower, marriage portion, or any inheritance that she and her husband held jointly on the day of his death. She may remain in her husbands house for forty days after his death, and within this period her dower shall be assigned to her No widow shall be compelled to marry, so long as she wishes to remain without a husband. But she must give security that she will not marry without royal consent, if she holds her lands of the Crown, or without the consent of whatever other lord she may hold them of Neither we nor our officials will seize any land or rent in payment of a debt, so long as the debtor has movable goods sufficient to discharge the debt. A debtors sureties shall not be distrained upon so long as the debtor himself can discharge his debt. If, for lack of means, the debtor is unable to discharge his debt, his sureties shall be answerable for it. If they so desire, they may have the debtors lands and rents until they have received satisfaction for the debt that they paid for him, unless the debtor can show that he has settled his obligations to them If anyone who has borrowed a sum of money from Jews dies before the debt has been repaid, his heir shall pay no interest on the debt for so long as he remains under age, irrespective of whom he holds his lands. If such a debt falls into the hands of the Crown, it will take nothing except the principal sum specified in the bond If a man dies owing money to Jews, his wife may have her dower and pay nothing towards the debt from it. If he leaves children that are under age, their needs may also be provided for on a scale appropriate to the size of his holding of lands. The debt is to be paid out of the residue, reserving the service due to his feudal lords. Debts owed to persons other than Jews are to be dealt with similarly No scutage or aid may be levied in our kingdom without its general consent, unless it is for the ransom of our person, to make our eldest son a knight, and to marry our eldest daughter. For these purposes only a reasonable aid may be levied. Aids from the city of London are to be treated similarly The city of London shall enjoy all its ancient liberties and free customs, both by land and by water. We also will and grant that all other cities, boroughs, towns, and ports shall enjoy all their liberties and free customs To obtain the general consent of the realm for the assessment of an aid — except in the three cases specified above — or a scutage, we will cause the archbishops, bishops, abbots, earls, and greater barons to be summoned individually by letter. To those who hold lands directly of us we will cause a general summons to be issued, through the sheriffs and other officials, to come together on a fixed day and at a fixed place. In all letters of summons, the cause of the summons will be stated. When a summons has been issued, the business appointed for the day shall go forward in accordance with the resolution of those present, even if not all those who were summoned have appeared In future we will allow no one to levy an aid from his free men, except to ransom his person, to make his eldest son a knight, and to marry his eldest daughter. For these purposes only a reasonable aid may be levied No man shall be forced to perform more service for a knights fee, or other free holding of land, than is due from it Ordinary lawsuits shall not follow the royal court around, but shall be held in a fixed place Inquests of novel disseisin, mort dancestor, and darrein presentment shall be taken only in their proper county court. We ourselves, or in our absence abroad our chief justice, will send two justices to each county four times a year, and these justices, with four knights of the county elected by the county itself, shall hold the assizes in the county court, on the day and in the place where the court meets If any assizes cannot be taken on the day of the county court, as many knights and freeholders shall afterwards remain behind, of those who have attended the court, as will suffice for the administration of justice, having regard to the volume of business to be done For a trivial offence, a free man shall be fined only in proportion to the degree of his offence, and for a serious offence correspondingly, but not so heavily as to deprive him of his livelihood. In the same way, a merchant shall be spared his merchandise, and a husbandman the implements of his husbandry, if they fall upon the mercy of a royal court. None of these fines shall be imposed except by the assessment on oath of reputable men of the neighbourhood Earls and barons shall be fined only by their equals, and in proportion to the gravity of their offence A fine imposed upon the lay property of a clerk in holy orders shall be assessed upon the same principles, without reference to the value of his ecclesiastical benefice No town or person shall be forced to build bridges over rivers except those with an ancient obligation to do so No sheriff, constable, coroners, or other royal officials are to hold lawsuits that should be held by the royal justices Every county, hundred, wapentake, and tithing shall remain at its ancient rent, without increase, except the royal demesne manors If at the death of a man who holds a lay fee of the Crown, a sheriff or royal official produces royal letters patent of summons for a debt due to the Crown, it shall be lawful for them to seize and list movable goods found in the lay fee of the dead man to the value of the debt, as assessed by worthy men. Nothing shall be removed until the whole debt is paid, when the residue shall be given over to the executors to carry out the dead man s will. If no debt is due to the Crown, all the movable goods shall be regarded as the property of the dead man, except the reasonable shares of his wife and children If a free man dies intestate, his movable goods are to be distributed by his next-of-kin and friends, under the supervision of the Church. The rights of his debtors are to be preserved No constable or other royal official shall take corn or other movable goods from any man without immediate payment, unless the seller voluntarily offers postponement of this No constable may compel a knight to pay money for castle-guard if the knight is willing to undertake the guard in person, or with reasonable excuse to supply some other fit man to do it. A knight taken or sent on military service shall be excused from castle-guard for the period of this servlce No sheriff, royal official, or other person shall take horses or carts for transport from any free man, without his consent Neither we nor any royal official will take wood for our castle, or for any other purpose, without the consent of the owner We will not keep the lands of people convicted of felony in our hand for longer than a year and a day, after which they shall be returned to the lords of the fees concerned All fish-weirs shall be removed from the Thames, the Medway, and throughout the whole of England, except on the sea coast The writ called precipe shall not in future be issued to anyone in respect of any holding of land, if a free man could thereby be deprived of the right of trial in his own lords court There shall be standard measures of wine, ale, and corn , throughout the kingdom. There shall also be a standard width of dyed cloth, russett, and haberject, namely two ells within the selvedges. Weights are to be standardised similarly In future nothing shall be paid or accepted for the issue of a writ of inquisition of life or limbs. It shall be given gratis, and not refused If a man holds land of the Crown by fee-farm, socage, or burgage, and also holds land of someone else for knights service, we will not have guardianship of his heir, nor of the land that belongs to the other persons fee, by virtue of the fee-farm, socage, or burgage, unless the fee-farm owes knights service. We will not have the guardianship of a mans heir, or of land that he holds of someone else, by reason of any small property that he may hold of the Crown for a service of knives, arrows, or the like In future no official shall place a man on trial upon his own unsupported statement, without producing credible witnesses to the truth of it No free man shall be seized or imprisoned, or stripped of his rights or possessions, or outlawed or exiled, or deprived of his standing in any other way, nor will we proceed with force against him, or send others to do so, except by the lawful judgement of his equals or by the law of the land To no one will we sell, to no one deny or delay right or justice All merchants may enter or leave England unharmed and without fear, and may stay or travel within it, by land or water, for purposes of trade, free from all illegal exactions, in accordance with ancient and lawful customs. This, however, does not apply in time of war to merchants from a country that is at war with us. Any such merchants found in our country at the outbreak of war shall be detained without injury to their persons or property, until we or our chief justice have discovered how our own merchants are being treated in the country at war with us. If our own merchants are safe they shall be safe too In future it shall be lawful for any man to leave and return to our kingdom unharmed and without fear, by land or water, preserving his allegiance to us, except in time of war, for some short period, for the common benefit of the realm. People that have been imprisoned or outlawed in accordance with the law of the land, people from a country that is at war with us, and merchants — who shall be dealt with as stated above — are excepted from this provision If a man holds lands of any escheat such as the honour of Wallingford, Nottingham, Boulogne, Lancaster, or of other escheats in our hand that are baronies, at his death his heir shall give us only the relief and service that he would have made to the baron, had the barony been in the barons hand. We will hold the escheat in the same manner as the baron held it People who live outside the forest need not in future appear before the royal justices of the forest in answer to general summonses, unless they are actually involved in proceedings or are sureties for someone who has been seized for a forest offence We will appoint as justices, constables, sheriffs, or other officials, only men that know the law of the realm and are minded to keep it well All barons who have founded abbeys, and have charters of English kings or ancient tenure as evidence of this, may have guardianship of them when there is no abbot, as is their due All forests that have been created in our reign shall at once be disafforested. River-banks that have been enclosed in our reign shall be treated similarly All evil customs relating to forests and warrens, foresters, warreners, sheriffs and their servants, or river-banks and their wardens, are at once to be investigated in every county by twelve sworn knights of the county, and within forty days of their enquiry the evil customs are to be abolished completely and irrevocably. But we, or our chief justice if we are not in England, are first to be informed We will at once return all hostages and charters delivered up to us by Englishmen as security for peace or for loyal service We will remove completely from their offices the kinsmen of Gerard de Athée, and in future they shall hold no offices in England. The people in question are Engelard de Cigogné, Peter, Guy, and Andrew de Chanceaux, Guy de Cigogné, Geoffrey de Martigny and his brothers, Philip Marc and his brothers, with Geoffrey his nephew, and all their followers As soon as peace is restored, we will remove from the kingdom all the foreign knights, bowmen, their attendants, and the mercenaries that have come to it, to its harm, with horses and arms To any man whom we have deprived or dispossessed of lands, castles, liberties, or rights, without the lawful judgement of his equals, we will at once restore these. In cases of dispute the matter shall be resolved by the judgement of the twenty-five barons referred to below in the clause for securing the peace . In cases, however, where a man was deprived or dispossessed of something without the lawful judgement of his equals by our father King Henry or our brother King Richard, and it remains in our hands or is held by others under our warranty, we shall have respite for the period commonly allowed to Crusaders, unless a lawsuit had been begun, or an enquiry had been made at our order, before we took the Cross as a Crusader. On our return from the Crusade, or if we abandon it, we will at once render justice in full We shall have similar respite in rendering justice in connexion with forests that are to be disafforested, or to remain forests, when these were first a-orested by our father Henry or our brother Richard; with the guardianship of lands in another persons fee, when we have hitherto had this by virtue of a fee held of us for knights service by a third party; and with abbeys founded in another persons fee, in which the lord of the fee claims to own a right. On our return from the Crusade, or if we abandon it, we will at once do full justice to complaints about these matters No one shall be arrested or imprisoned on the appeal of a woman for the death of any person except her husband All fines that have been given to us unjustly and against the law of the land, and all fines that we have exacted unjustly, shall be entirely remitted or the matter decided by a majority judgement of the twenty-five barons referred to below in the clause for securing the peace together with Stephen, archbishop of Canterbury, if he can be present, and such others as he wishes to bring with him. If the archbishop cannot be present, proceedings shall continue without him, provided that if any of the twenty-five barons has been involved in a similar suit himself, his judgement shall be set aside, and someone else chosen and sworn in his place, as a substitute for the single occasion, by the rest of the twenty-five If we have deprived or dispossessed any Welshmen of lands, liberties, or anything else in England or in Wales, without the lawful judgement of their equals, these are at once to be returned to them. A dispute on this point shall be determined in the Marches by the judgement of equals. English law shall apply to holdings of land in England, Welsh law to those in Wales, and the law of the Marches to those in the Marches. The Welsh shall treat us and ours in the same way In cases where a Welshman was deprived or dispossessed of anything, without the lawful judgement of his equals, by our father King Henry or our brother King Richard, and it remains in our hands or is held by others under our warranty, we shall have respite for the period commonly allowed to Crusaders, unless a lawsuit had been begun, or an enquiry had been made at our order, before we took the Cross as a Crusader. But on our return from the Crusade, or if we abandon it, we will at once do full justice according to the laws of Wales and the said regions We will at once return the son of Llywelyn, all Welsh hostages, and the charters delivered to us as security for the peace With regard to the return of the sisters and hostages of Alexander, king of Scotland, his liberties and his rights, we will treat him in the same way as our other barons of England, unless it appears from the charters that we hold from his father William, formerly king of Scotland, that he should be treated otherwise. This matter shall be resolved by the judgement of his equals in our court All these customs and liberties that we have granted shall be observed in our kingdom in so far as concerns our own relations with our subjects. Let all men of our kingdom, whether clergy or laymen, observe them similarly in their relations with their own men SINCE WE HAVE GRANTED ALL THESE THINGS for God, for the better ordering of our kingdom, and to allay the discord that has arisen between us and our barons, and since we desire that they shall be enjoyed in their entirety, with lasting strength, for ever, we give and grant to the barons the following security: The barons shall elect twenty-five of their number to keep, and cause to be observed with all their might, the peace and liberties granted and confirmed to them by this charter If we, our chief justice, our officials, or any of our servants offend in any respect against any man, or transgress any of the articles of the peace or of this security, and the offence is made known to four of the said twenty-five barons, they shall come to us — or in our absence from the kingdom to the chief justice — to declare it and claim immediate redress. If we, or in our absence abroad the chiefjustice, make no redress within forty days, reckoning from the day on which the offence was declared to us or to him, the four barons shall refer the matter to the rest of the twenty-five barons, who may distrain upon and assail us in every way possible, with the support of the whole community of the land, by seizing our castles, lands, possessions, or anything else saving only our own person and those of the queen and our children, until they have secured such redress as they have determined upon. Having secured the redress, they may then resume their normal obedience to us Any man who so desires may take an oath to obey the commands of the twenty-five barons for the achievement of these ends, and to join with them in assailing us to the utmost of his power. We give public and free permission to take this oath to any man who so desires, and at no time will we prohibit any man from taking it. Indeed, we will compel any of our subjects who are unwilling to take it to swear it at our command If one of the twenty-five barons dies or leaves the country, or is prevented in any other way from discharging his duties, the rest of them shall choose another baron in his place, at their discretion, who shall be duly sworn in as they were In the event of disagreement among the twenty-five barons on any matter referred to them for decision, the verdict of the majority present shall have the same validity as a unanimous verdict of the whole twenty-five, whether these were all present or some of those summoned were unwilling or unable to appear The twenty-five barons shall swear to obey all the above articles faithfully, and shall cause them to be obeyed by others to the best of their power We will not seek to procure from anyone, either by our own efforts or those of a third party, anything by which any part of these concessions or liberties might be revoked or diminished. Should such a thing be procured, it shall be null and void and we will at no time make use of it, either ourselves or through a third party We have remitted and pardoned fully to all men any ill-will, hurt, or grudges that have arisen between us and our subjects, whether clergy or laymen, since the beginning of the dispute. We have in addition remitted fully, and for our own part have also pardoned, to all clergy and laymen any offences committed as a result of the said dispute between Easter in the sixteenth year of our reign and the restoration of peace In addition we have caused letters patent to be made for the barons, bearing witness to this security and to the concessions set out above, over the seals of Stephen archbishop of Canterbury, Henry archbishop of Dublin, the other bishops named above, and Master Pandulf IT IS ACCORDINGLY OUR WISH AND COMMAND that the English Church shall be free, and that men in our kingdom shall have and keep all these liberties, rights, and concessions, well and peaceably in their fulness and entirety for them and their heirs, of us and our heirs, in all things and all places for ever Both we and the barons have sworn that all this shall be observed in good faith and without deceit. Witness the abovementioned people and many others Given by our hand in the meadow that is called Runnymede, between Windsor and Staines, on the fifteenth day of June in the seventeenth year of our reign

Lyrics from snippet Southside, Southside on the, Southside on the, hey Metro Boomin want some more, nigga Ooh I from the streets with no heart, ooh My niggas sippin on wockhardt, ooh Fuckin on bitches, a nigga pull out their pistol And then Im leavin their body in the dark, ooh Shoutout the big homie 21 Made 20 racks, Im not 21 18, but my bitches 21 She finna sip by the til the Henny gone Joey Trap, you hear Joey rap Oh, I heard he slap Like yeah, he do homie rap, you should put him on, youll get him views Im like, yeah, I know cause Ive been workin hard You aint doin shit, so why you askin me to put you on? If you want a feature, theres a fee What, you thought a nigga worked for free? Got a couple bitches on their knees And after gettin bop, Im gettin cheese, ayy Please do not ask me no questions, ayy We finna ball like we Texans I got these on my necklace You talkin shit, then my weapon I swear, my life like a movie, damn AK straps, Call of Duty, ayy I be Home Depot with toolies All this...

Lil Dick, I mean Lil Hoe Nah, Joe, for real, dissing me I aint dipping out, I aint missing Im alive, killing the flow, waiting for you to pop some pills Why you slipping, pussy boy Never forgiving, whipping the beat I got the heat, wishing you were better Sticking, pissing Mez, woah, woah Where the fuck is Mez, cause we winning Here is a dead letter to your life I know you aint hiding, tryna enter the game Off flow, while I grow, Im glowing, woah, woah Lame bitch, never could pleasure a bitch Tryna measure, shit never work out Is it true Luis just support your music, cause your dad is his teacher Why not, put a beater as a feature Youre just a dreamer of nature Im just the reaper in your mind, while you have a seizure You need a breather, cause Im the leader Youre just a believer, I still kill you while having a fever Like Im an Bieber fan, Im the achiever Fuck off, you diva Creeper looking ass, cheap ass acting deep Run you over with a jeep, broken legs Asleep, bloody throat Tryna ride a bike pegs, but you fall on your head like threads You better hike Lil Joe You a hoe Nigga you are unknown Told me to pull so you could shoot me with your 30 Told your fat ass ex that she looks like a rollie polly So I put a rollie on my wrist You just got the clout from a rapper in the K I swear to god all these niggas you claim they are lame You called my boy out talking about how he just want the fame But last time I checked we let it rain on your name I wanna know who the fuck puts lil in their name Most rappers with lil in, their name is lame Might as well call you Stuart Little fucking dork Crawl back in your hole, and wish it was gone Savon hopped on the beat Hope is on it too Its not my fault that you wanted to lose Put this shit on repeat cause we won No more sneak peek Wrapped my hands around your song Chocked the fuck out of it So you could use vocals harder Lil bitch Lil bitch Joe is a lil bitch

Hook -yeah ooo 20 20 you already know what the fuck going on fr A yeah I the sauce yeah we turn up I got the sauce yeah im blind up I got the sauce yeah im fresh down i go the sauce yeah im turn up i got the sauce yeah mike20 he got the sauce he aint worry bout you i got the sauce i already know i got the sauce

Gotta get that check, dawg, I gotta get that check Gotta get that check, dawg, I gotta get that check Aye man, gotta get that check, dawg, gotta get that check Gotta get that check, gotta get that check I been poppin’ Percocet’s, yeah Got that pussy wet, yeah Leave a nigga wet, yeah, leave a nigga wet, aye man I gotta get that check, dawg, gotta get that check, aye Gotta get that check, aye man I gotta get that check Aye, I gotta get that chеck Leave a pussy nigga wеt Aye, I walk around with techs Plug, walk around with Tech I been juggin’, trappin’ , I been juggin’ cappin’ I get to clappin’ Nigga get to clappin’ Pull up on you niggas block, now all you niggas runnin’ Young Savage bitch, I rep that murder and I’m gunnin’ Liposuction when that forty hit you in yo’ stomach Wrap you like a mummy Make a nigga vomit Aye I’m cookin’ cocaine like Comet, aye Fuck yo’ bitch and now I got that bitch cumin’, aye Pull up on yo’ street, nigga know I’m gunnin’ I be trappin’ since I was a fuckin’ youngin’, aye They like “Metro, why you fuckin’ up the beat like that?” Savage, why you fuckin’ up the street like that? Aye Bitch I’m from street, that’s why I eat like that, aye All my niggas bangin’, throwin’ B’s like that, 21 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Man I gotta get that check, dawg, I gotta get that check Gotta get that check, dawg, I gotta get that check Aye man, gotta get that check, dawg, gotta get that check Gotta get that check, gotta get that check I been poppin’ Percocet’s, yeah Got that pussy wet, yeah Leave a nigga wet, yeah, leave a nigga wet, aye man I gotta get that check, dawg, gotta get that check, aye Gotta get that check, aye man I gotta get that check Aye I gotta get that check, hunnits please Aye, all my choppas hold, hunnits please I just left Cali, bought a hunnit P’s Aye, Rollie on my wrist, it cost a hunnit G’s Aye, I pulled up in a Fischer, then I pulled off in a Tesla Aye, I pulled off in a Rarri’, then I pulled off in a Phantom Aye, I hit for a hunnit, spent a twenty on the dancers Gotta get that check, dawg, gotta get that check She looked inside my pockets, then she called a nigga handsome Gotta get that check, man, I gotta get that check, aye Aquafina wet, she got Aquafina wet, aye .223’ll leave a nigga wet, leave em’ wet, aye I been poppin’ lots of, fuckin’ percocets I been drinkin’ lean, I can feel it in my chest, aye Man I gotta get that check, all my niggas bout that check Man we gotta get that check, aye Aye get a muthafuckin’ check Man I gotta get that check, dawg, I gotta get that check Gotta get that check, dawg, I gotta get that check Aye man, gotta get that check, dawg, gotta get that check Gotta get that check, gotta get that check I been poppin’ Percocet’s, yeah Got that pussy wet, yeah Leave a nigga wet, yeah, leave a nigga wet, aye man I gotta get that check, dawg, gotta get that check, aye Gotta get that check, aye man I gotta get that check

Lyrics from snippet: Cross sniffin You hoes coachin, I get lit with Saint Laurent bitches Im a Backwoods nigga, you a lil swisher I used to pull a bitch off with a lil pistol

10 bad bitches in a mansion Wrist on Milly Rock them diamonds on me dancin When you workin hard then your money start expandin I got model bitches wanna lick me like some candy And them drugs come in handy Last name Savage bitch, but no Im not Randy Hit her with no condom, had to make her eat a plan B And Im sippin on that Codeine, not Brandy Im just stuntin on my ex-bitch Im just flexin on my ex-bitch Hold up, Im just stuntin on my ex-bitch Hold up, Im just flexin on my ex-bitch Fuck a wedding ring, I bought a necklace Diamonds got the flu, try not to catch this I left that hoe alone cause she was ratchet Im just flexin on my ex-bitch Im just stuntin on my ex bitch I left that hoe alone cause she was ratchet I left that hoe alone cause she was ratchet I left that hoe alone cause she was ratchet I left that hoe alone cause she was ratchet I left that hoe alone cause she was ratchet I left that hoe alone cause she was ratchet

Why does everyone got to copy Im so fresh everyone else is so sloppy Stop wasting your time trying to stop me Think you got a girl but she on my body Quit tryna copy Your bitch ass cant stop me Stop tryna copy Your bitch ass cant stop me Quit tryna copy, quit tryna copy, quit tryna copy Quit tryna copy your flows are so damn sloppy Your bitch call me papi, Ill pull up on your blocky What you gonna do stop me You be flexing fake brands, copy me and Ill throw my hands Ill punch your ass in the sand So, quit tryna copy, quit tryna copy Ice on my wrist I get bad bitches when Im on the list Oh wait, what I got yours you must be pissed You wanted your bitch man you mustve missed Quit tryna copy me, youre a little bitch Your house is nice I know cause I fucked your bitch twice Louis V on my bag she say you a fag Cop some Air Mags Why does everyone got to copy Im so fresh everyone else is so sloppy Stop wasting your time trying to stop me Think you got a girl but she on my body Quit tryna copy Your bitch ass cant stop me Quit tryna copy Your bitch ass cant stop me Quit tryna copy, quit tryna copy, quit tryna copy You think you got flow, but you cant put up a show All you really be doing is dating hoes, I aint tryna diss you though Lets keep this on the low You tried to copy me so Quit tryna copy your flows are so damn sloppy Your bitch call me papi, Ill pull up on your blocky What you gonna do stop me You be flexing fake brands, copy me and Ill throw my hands Ill punch your ass down in the sand So, quit tryna copy, quit tryna copy bitch Fucking stop copying all my stuff Quit copying bitch aye

I buy a new pack for my guys I tear down the mall with this girl You cant even talk to the dog She messing with barbers and salami m I pull up in Spider-Man bikes with lobsters and Jokers and crap I be Guccid down, you wearing Gap and trash Yeah, boy, yeah, fur came off of that, yeah Triple whip, put me in a chair, yeah Triple cross the plug, we do not play fair, yeah Got em tennis chains on and they real blingy Draco make you do the chicken head like Chingy Walk in Pizza man and I spend a light mil Please proceed with caution, homies, they be right with me Bad girl, ugly face and some nice grades $7500 on a Saint Laurent jacket Man, be careful where you dumpin your poop I aint no sucker, I aint cuffin no action The skreets raised me, Im a whole gasser I bought a scooter just so I can go faster Homies tryna copy me, they playin catch up I might pull up in a Ghost, no Casper I been smoking vapor rub and I got no asthma I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 pizza in my oven yeah In my oven, yeah In my oven, yeah In my oven , yeah In my kensmore, yeah In my oven, yeah I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 Homies ready to play with you down, yeah Ready to play with you down, yeah Ready to play with you down, yeah Ready to play with u down, yeah Ready to play withyou down, yeah Ready to play with you down, yeah Yeah dog Im for real, dog Straight up out the 973, now got a house in the Hills, dog Wanna see a body, homie ? Get you deported, dog Wanna tweet about me, homie? Get you expelled , dog Expelled dog, Im a real dog, you a lil dog Be a dog, wanna be a dog, chasing mils, dog Dunk right in your milk like ONeal, dog I shoot like Reggie Mill, dog Chopper sting you like a eel, dog I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 Pizzas in my oven, yeah In my bank account, yeah In my bank account, yeah In my bank account, yeah In my bank account, yeah In my bank account, yeah I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 homies ready to play with you down, yeah Ready to gun you down, yeah Ready to gun you down, yeah Ready to gun you down, yeah Ready to gun you down, yeah Ready to gun you down, yeah Roulette clips, send a roulette hit Pull up on your homework, she say that I got that ruler check Spray your block down, we not really with that gangster stuff Glock cocked now, I dont really give no 100 like a high fever Yeah, your girl, she get jiggy with me Keep that Siggy with me Man, Im Mad Max, you know I got Ziggy with me Keep a mad mag in case a homie wanna get busy with me Rari matte black and I got a Ps4 with me I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 pizza in my ovent, yeah In my bank account, yeah In my bank account, yeah In my bank account, yeah In my bank account, yeah In my bank account, yeah I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 homies ready to play with you down , yeah Ready to gun you down, yeah Ready to gun you down, yeah Ready to gun you down, yeah Ready to gun you down, yeah Ready to gun you down, yeah $7500 on a Saint Laurent jacket an , be careful where you playing your actions I aint no sucker, I aint cuffin no action The skreets raised me, Im a whole nerd Pess

{Verse 1} I’m tired of this ugly ass bitch I talked some real shit to that bitch Don’t ever talk to the bitch She fuckin’ with short inch dick I pulled up and saw them and shit They kissin’ and huggin’ and shit They try flexin’ Thinkin’ I’m dumb and shit Skinny legs they don’t fit in jeans Double screenshots, exposed him to the counselor Playing silly games we do not play fair Got my iphone 7 on and it keep ringin’ My gang don’t play we gon’ beat you down like vinny Walk in CHS and I see about fifty Please proceed with caution, Derrick, Deion right with me Fake bitch, ugly face, and some small titties You say I’m crazy but you don’t know Myka Bitch be careful when your running yo’ mouth I ain’t no sucker, I ain’t cuffin’ yo’ drama Your personality boring, hoe bastard I got them screenshots just so I could expose faster He only wants some pussy, he’s a horny bastard I might pull up on your house, no mercy I been smoking gas with no worries {Chorus} I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 Shots on my camera roll x6 I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 Niggas ready to beat you down x6 {Verse 2} Yeah hoe-huh-tried to play me hoe Straight out CHS I got my niggas ready to kill now Wanna speak about me bitch get you beat dog Wanna use my friends against me get you killed dog. Killed dog I’m a real dog, You a lil’ dog He’s a dog, gonna be a dog, Chasin’ hoes dog Served right to you bitch like the law dog I spread truth, spread truth cause I don’t wanna give fake info {Chrous} I got 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8 Shots on my camera roll x6 I got 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8 Niggas ready to beat you down x6 {Verse 3} Razer tip put it on her hip Pulled up on that bitch she say that you got a 4 inch dick Burn your house down He say he ain’t with that psycho shit Got my niggas now we don’t really give a fuck bout’ who we hit. Yea yo bitch she keep beefin with me She ain’t never gonna beat me Bitch I’m mad now you know I got my niggas with me Got snapchat out in case the bitch wanna start fuckin with me Burn Her house down in case the bitch wanna get busy with me {Chrous} I got 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8 Shots on my camera roll x6 I got 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8 Niggas ready to beat you down x6 {Outro} You say I’m crazy but you don’t know Myka Bitch be careful when your running yo’ mouth I ain’t no sucker, I ain’t cuffin’ yo’ drama Your personality boring, hoe bastard

Yeah, yeah, yeah I-I got bitches with me, wild I met a bitch in Follies I met a bitch in Dallas Now she work at Magic Make a bitch move to the city, nigga, I got boss status Givenchy on my sweater bitch, I’m way above average Rolex on me don’t tick, tock Savage walk around with the big, Glock I’m a real gangsta, I don’t shit talk Slaughter gang nigga, love to kill, opps All my pieces flooded All my dranks come muddy All my bitches slutty I pass em’ to my buddies You ain’t talkin’ money, that’s the end of dissuasion Brand new AK-47, you can meet thе Russian

Designer på min fot, designer på mitt hode Alle vet din bitch, hun gir meg hode Eg tar av men eg er ikke Takeoff Eg hopper men eg er ikke Hopsin Men allikevel, tar eg damen din Eg, flexer, flexer, flexer Drøyere enn tre Xer Tekster dine ekser Hadde en prøve forrige uke, fikk en sekser Går ikke for jenter som er rester 1, Omarghini er pen 2, eg må på do 3, svær som et tre 4, får deg til å flire 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, jeg skal ta med moren din hjem Gucci flip flop på min fot Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, ikke rot Omarghini gjør det stort Hva kaller man en rik asiater? Hva kjører en rik asiater? Lamborghini Med hvem? Omarghini, cruiser og cruiser Asiater med gucci briller Asiater som er en ung spiller Shoutout Bryson Tiller Omarghini han griller Designer på min fot, designer på mitt hode �Alle vet din bitch, hun gir meg hode Eg tar av men eg er ikke Takeoff Eg hopper men eg er ikke Hopsin Men allikevel, tar eg damen din Ruller inn i din Karpe DM Ingen punk man er skarpe CM Som en hoggorm er vi på stien Stopp opp som kroppen inni bedet Hopp opp på toppen, vi er flere Du vil være med å se det Du vil være med å se det Bitch, re redet, du er nede Ikke mess her hvis du vil leve Og hvis du flexer med no pull ups Så puller vi opp på stedet Når jeg gjør det man, du vet jeg gjør det reelt Jeg får deg til å ønske at den moren din hadde svelgt, bitch Designer på min fot, designer på mitt hode Dyre ting man ikke skrot Flexer man jeg må roe ned Moren din skulle tatt aborten Savage men er bare fjorten Andre sang i andre mixtape Har bank, Gucci på skjorten Designer på topp Designer på mitt hode Designer på topp Designer, min egen sone Eg tok meg en tur oppi løvstakken Fra 70 nord til Slettebakken AD Johannes vei Bingen bror, er du grei Eg var ikke sånn når du faktisk spurte Eg var ikke sånn når du faktisk turte Ikke på den der 50 tingen Fuck det der man eg viser fingen Ingen der man, de turte å spørre Ingen der man, de gadd å tørre Eg vetsje hva du trippet å gjorde Du fucket deg når du mistet ordet Alle sammen ville mase og klage S.A.I.D har de lyst til å plage

Many me presto la Draco Que tiene en su casa Clava en la nevera Aunque lo tiro chipean Y salen caliente Tu piel te congela Tamo todito rodeado manito Vakea como se trotea Tengo lo punto ubicado La shorty no falla desde la azotea Yo subo pa la azotea Le tiro a la shorty Ella me lo menea Bajamos pa’ la cocina Prendemos la vaina Y ella me culea Tamo esperando por Kiubbah Que viene bajando lo kilo Y lo gramo y si todo sale bien Y nadie se no vira lo 3 coronamos Hey ya yo llegue con la merca Y la AKA y la 40 guarda en el baúl Por si me pegan un tiro en el camino El puerco se llama Raúl hey Pa no dormir manejando en la noche Tuve que beberme un Red Bull Pasamos la trucka de estado en estado Parece que andamos en un tour Me dien un dos tres Cuatro cinco seis siete Ocho tiros Y no me an pegao Y no me an pegao Y no me an pegao Y no me an pegao Y no me an pegao Y andamos burlao Un dos tres Cuatro cinco seis siete Ocho nueve Millones Guardao Millones Guardao Millones Guardao Millones Guardao Millones Guardao Y un kilo cortao Le pase lo kilo a Many Malón Pa que allá lo venda en su pueblito La gente de Apollo nunca fue a la Luna La NASA nos mintió a todito Yo no doy gracias cuando estoy Comiendo ni aunque mi mama cocino Tantos niñitos que se están muriendo Porque no lo ayuda su Dios? Antes la tierra redonda Ahora dicen dique plana La luna era grandota Ahora una bombilla enana Disque pa irte pa el cielo Debe ser testigo o ser un cristiano De tanto que desirforman ya pronto Dirán que Colon era Haitiano El dolor de Venezuela No lo transmiten ni Primer Impacto No se si es Maduro o Estado Unidos Pa quedarse con el mandato Mucho violadores mucho asesinato Algunos padres son patos El consejero del Papa Francisco En el vaticano tenia un desacato Un dos tres Cuatro cinco seis siete Ocho tiros Y no me an pegao Y no me an pegao Y no me an pegao Y no me an pegao Y no me an pegao Y andamos burlao Un dos tres Cuatro cinco seis siete Ocho nueve Millones Guardao Millones Guardao Millones Guardao Millones Guardao Millones Guardao Y un kilo cortao

Designer på min fot, designer på mitt hode Alle vet din bitch, hun gir meg hode Eg tar av men eg er ikke Takeoff Eg hopper men eg er ikke Hopsin Men allikevel, tar eg damen din Eg, flexer, flexer, flexer Drøyere enn tre Xer Tekster dine ekser Hadde en prøve forrige uke, fikk en sekser Går ikke for jenter som er rester 1, Omarghini er pen 2, eg må på do 3, svær som et tre 4, får deg til å flire 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, jeg skal ta med moren din hjem Gucci flip flop på min fot Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, ikke rot Omarghini gjør det stort Hva kaller man en rik asiater? Hva kjører en rik asiater? Lamborghini Med hvem? Omarghini, cruiser og cruiser Asiater med gucci briller Asiater som er en ung spiller Shoutout Bryson Tiller Omarghini han griller Designer på min fot, designer på mitt hode Alle vet din bitch, hun gir meg hode Eg tar av men eg er ikke Takeoff Eg hopper men eg er ikke Hopsin Men allikevel, tar eg damen din Ruller inn i din Karpe DM Ingen punk man er skarpe CM Som en hoggorm er vi på stien Stopp opp som kroppen inni bedet Hopp opp på toppen, vi er flere Du vil være med å se det Du vil være med å se det Bitch, re redet, du er nede Ikke mess her hvis du vil leve Og hvis du flexer med no pull ups Så puller vi opp på stedet Når jeg gjør det man, du vet jeg gjør det reelt Jeg får deg til å ønske at den moren din hadde svelgt, bitch Designer på min fot, designer på mitt hode Dyre ting man ikke skrot Flexer man jeg må roe ned Moren din skulle tatt aborten Savage men er bare fjorten Andre sang i andre mixtape Har bank, Gucci på skjorten Designer på topp Designer på mitt hode Designer på topp Designer, min egen sone Eg tok meg en tur oppi løvstakken Fra 70 nord til Slettebakken AD Johannes vei Bingen bror, er du grei Eg var ikke sånn når du faktisk spurte Eg var ikke sånn når du faktisk turte Ikke på den der 50 tingen Fuck det der man eg viser fingen Ingen der man, de turte å spørre Ingen der man, de gadd å tørre Eg vetsje hva du trippet å gjorde Du fucket deg når du mistet ordet Alle sammen ville mase og klage S.A.I.D har de lyst til å plage

95 jumpers with a jump attack You a shit talker we got guns for that .45 ACPs bang bang, Glock 19 thats a gang gang Ridin on the block like wu-tang I was young wanna make the heat gang gang Yo bitch pull up on us do the same thing I got people that could make a fucking train bang I dont know if I could make a lame thing These bitches braggin on us thats a lame damn hang Trippin over shit on accident All these bitches stay fucking cappin it Bitch Im a master, bitch a fucking monster You are a student, cause you fucking learning Bitch Im fucking hurting Complaining I adore it I gave you a warning so you stop supporting The other side You aint right You cant ride With my crew 95 jumpers with a jump attack You a shit talker we got guns for that .45 ACPs bang bang, Glock 19 thats a gang gang Ridin on the block like wu-tang I was young wanna make the heat gang gang Yo bitch pull up on us do the same thing I got people that could make a fucking train bang Attached to me but I aint her man So high only smoked one gram Give a fuck, dont give one damn We aint finna pull up in no black van I dont wanna stay cause all you do is fight Maybe Ill stay cause youll fuck me all night I dont wanna play so you better be right Fuck that bitch cause she aint even my type Fuck that bitch, Imma star I dont care that she gone I might give me my all, I might give me my all 95 jumpers with a jump attack You a shit talker we got guns for that .45 ACPs bang bang, Glock 19 thats a gang gang Ridin on the block like wu-tang I was young wanna make the heat gang gang Yo bitch pull up on us do the same thing I got people that could make a fucking train bang