text: 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