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So cold My heart so cold My heart so cold, I can never fold I’m on the paper chase man, fuck these hoes I’m poppin’ pain pills, got my heart moving slow All I know is hustle ‘cause I hate being broke And man this money ain’t shit, these cars ain’t shit These clothes ain’t shit, you know these hoes ain’t shit And man this money ain’t shit, these cars ain’t shit These clothes ain’t shit, you know these hoes ain’t shit My heart so cold, I’m sticking to the code Fake niggas bend, real niggas don’t fold I’m tricking J’s daily, selling sheetrock for blow In my younger days nigga I was robbing stores Still got it for the low Judge give you the book, hang your ass without a rope When you at the bottom seem like you ain’t got hope And when you got kids nigga anything will go Green dots at funerals, they got my head fucked up Can’t digest these percocets, they got my chest fucked up Pussy niggas shot me six times, my luck fucked up Hundred band lick pussy nigga, now I’m fucked up My heart so cold, I can never fold I’m on the paper chase man, fuck these hoes I’m poppin’ pain pills, got my heart moving slow All I know is hustle ‘cause I hate being broke And man this money ain’t shit, these cars ain’t shit These clothes ain’t shit, you know these hoes ain’t shit And man this money ain’t shit, these cars ain’t shit These clothes ain’t shit, you know these hoes ain’t shit Fast paper had me dropping out of school Violating laws, breaking all the rules Smoking marijuana, riding with them tools Hanging ‘round hustlers, robbers, and fools Hand to hand with strangers, watching from an angle Praying for an angel, protection from danger Cause I done seen plenty niggas died that had a banger And I done seen them niggas’ partner ride out of anger And never came back, about them greenbacks Now have you seen that? These are obscene facts And just because we paid, the stress don’t decay Still thinking ‘bout them losses, winning never made ‘em fade With Gs being dead and on my mental It hurt so bad that I can’t do the shit I didn’t do To keep my niggas here with me, I swear that shit be killing me I hope you niggas feelin’ me ‘cause I know that you hearing me And just because we smile and play That don’t mean that everything is going ok, no Man just because we smile and play That don’t mean that everything is going ok My heart so cold, I can never fold I’m on the paper chase man, fuck these hoes I’m poppin’ pain pills, got my heart moving slow All I know is hustle ‘cause I hate being broke And man this money ain’t shit, these cars ain’t shit These clothes ain’t shit, you know these hoes ain’t shit And man this money ain’t shit, these cars ain’t shit These clothes ain’t shit, you know these hoes ain’t shit

Poppin wheelies on a Banshee Male  groupie on some fan shit Be  a man, not a fan, dog Tech-Nine with the fan, dog Blow your hood up like Osama, dog Young  Savage with the drama, dog Still  fuckin niggas mommas, dog Im still fuckin niggas mommas, dog Skrrt,  skrrt, watch the pot scrape Pew, pew, watch the Glock quake Im Betty Crock with the cocaine Lily Rush with the cold case I  passed the hoe, for my bros sake He know I love nuttin on them hoes face Im still dippin in my old pay Last year money, nigga, in my old safe 2013, thats a old Wraith 2017, its a new May Back in the back, nigga, with a new drape Hit your ass so many times, you need a new face Saint Laurent Don, this aint Burberry Nigga, do you wanna be a obituary Kick you out the car, cause you too scared I aint got no permit, but I still carry Give you a hot one, nigga, this a hot gun We dont stop shootin till the cops come Ima rich nigga, you a hot bum I got bad bitches, you are not one Yo bitch basic, bitch nigga face it Broke bitch, hoe bitch Club hop, chase dick Told me delete her number, already erased it Bentley truck, Rari, Maybach, I been goin apeshit Yeah, yeah, whatchu talkin bout, nigga Jump out with that yoppa, whatchu talkin bout, nigga Its rainin but that KelTec bring the sun out, nigga I got that Nick Cannon, brought the drum out, nigga You niggas cuff to much, and Im up too much You cant talk to me lil bitch, you ride the bus too much They kicked me out of elementary, used to hunch too much Used to skip class and go to school for lunch too much Nigga, fuck you, yeah, you too Blue tips, face shot, give you a blue tooth And my bitch ass fat like Bruce, Bruce I got a model bitch, she only eat cous-cous AR-15, make a nigga hit the folks Dont brung me round your plug, I hit them folks Dont brung me round your girl, I hit them folks I ran off on your partner and Im with all the smoke Whole pointers on my fist, lil bitch Quarter ticket on my wrist, lil bitch Nother nigga from the Six, lil bitch Nother nigga with the shits, lil bitch Dont suck the balls, just lick, lil bitch It hurt when you suck the tip, lil bitch Think Im slippin, its on my hip, lil bitch Glock .40 make you tick, lil bitch

Zaytoven Fuck wrong, with a nigga? Migo Gang! Yeah! Pussy nigga! Momma told me to get money but dont be stupid Know how to add up the grams and weigh up the bands, dont know how to use computers Bando beating like its Lex Luger Pinky ring sixty thousand man, you cant fuck with my squad and you know it, man Come on my block, get extorted man Dope on my margella, dope on my wrist and my fist cuz Im cooking up coca man Windmilling that pot like a hurricane And I hope you dont think that we broke man Come to the north and its Cokeland The critics, say change my attitude I told em fuck em, get my gratitude Dont make me show you what the Mac 11 do Better watch out, youll get life with that dog food Standing in the trap, made a hundred thousand Call up Domingo, he pull up extension, he glaowed him I got them bricks, but used to be nickel and dimeing Look at my Rolly its flooding, I cant see the timing Everything cool til you pussy niggas start dying Heart of a lion You pussy niggas start dying You pussy niggas start dying You pussy niggas start dying You pussy niggas start dying Started off with a nickel rock Ran it up to a whole brick Pussy nigga, start down, kick door, nigga ohh shit! FN Five-seveN, 30 rounds, extended clip nigga blue tips Pull upon you window down, choppas out, murder gang, nigga dont slip 21 savage Bitch I cause havoc Riding with the 30 Nigga thats a habit Make the choppa sing like Im Lenny Kravitz Bob the builder nigga handy with the ratchets Im trappin and cappin Shippin and packin Robbin and rackin Designing my fashion Change on bling Watching my ring And I beat all my cases so fuck an arrangement Standing, in the, trap, made a, hundred thousand Call up Domingo, he pull up extension, he glaowed him I got them bricks, but used to be nickel and dimeing Look at my Rolly its flooding, I cant see the timing Everything cool til you pussy niggas start dying Heart of a lion You pussy niggas start dying You pussy niggas start dying You pussy niggas start dying You pussy niggas start dying

Hundred bricks, on my face card Yeah nigga, 21 savage nigga I showed the young nigga how to ball nigga Shawty Fresh on the track nigga, hundred bricks nigga Front it nigga face card good nigga Been getting money young nigga 21, 21 Hundred bricks, On my face card No keys, push start Bad bitches, foreign car I can show the young niggas how to ball Ima show the young niggas how to ball Ima show the young niggas how to ball Ima show the young niggas how to ball Ima show the young niggas how to ball Imma show a nigga how to get some paper Imma show a nigga how to get some cash Ye aint got it trust you need to get it fast Young fly nigga got a lot of swag I like smoking gas I like cooking glass Wait a minute, wait a minute New Jag Paper tag, hundred thousand cash Got these nigga mad, got these bitches mad Shoutout to my plug cuz he sent a lot of bag Shoutout to myself cuz I sell them real fast AK-47 with the nightstand Shoot a nigga from the mounds like the Taliban Hundred bricks, On my face card No keys, push start Bad bitches, foreign car I can show the young niggas how to ball Imma show the young niggas how to ball Imma show the young niggas how to ball Imma show the young niggas how to ball Imma show the young niggas how to ball Imma show the young niggas how to ball I-I-I just left the mall I swear I try to buy it all I walked to Ferragamo bought the whole wall Real street nigga all I go is hard When Im in the building better cuff your broad Chevy and Lil Harold theyll pull your card Rolex on my wrist they call me forty large All a nigga do is get money Put em on the stick we gunning Spent a hundred thousand thats nothing Say you get money you fronting Popping out since I done it That canneroll fucking up your stomach And we chilling with a killer we thugging Nigga make the wrong move he blooded Hundred bricks, On my face card No keys, push start Bad bitches, foreign car I can show the young niggas how to ball Imma show the young niggas how to ball Imma show the young niggas how to ball Imma show the young niggas how to ball Imma show the young niggas how to ball

21, 21 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 21, 21 I got one foot in, one foot out One foot in, one foot out I really wanna rap but this trapping what Im bout Really wanna rap but this trapping what Im bout I got one foot in, one foot out One foot in, one foot out Catch me at the studio or at the trap house Pull up right now, Ill serve you right now Pull up in a Rari Pull up on a Harley Hanging out the window .223 it hit like; pew-pew, pew-pew Bitch, Im posted in the VIP With the drank sipping sip Nigga know that when I pull up they gon dip When I pull it off the hip Ima hit I dont give a fuck about a bitch, nigga, fuck a bitch Im a Slaughter Gang Savage, niggas know we with the shit All my Murder Gang niggas pulling up they with the shit All my Billy Bros pulling up and hopping out with sticks Since a youngin I been thuggin, I been flipping fuckin clips I got one foot in, one foot out One foot in, one foot out I really wanna rap but this trapping what Im bout Really wanna rap but this trapping what Im bout I got one foot in, one foot out One foot in, one foot out Catch me at the studio or at the trap house Pull up right now, Ill serve you right now Bitch, Im gang, gang What I claim, claim Nigga bang, bang Got a stain, stain Hit em with that .223, now that shit stain, stain I pull up on your wife, you know Im fuckin on your main Diamonds on my ring Pinky ring bling Watch, chain, ring Nigga, you cant hang You know I sell cocaine Fuckin on a nigga bitch And then I pulled up in that Rari, then I left in that M6 Bitch, Im really in the 6, and all my niggas with the shit All my niggas selling bricks, walking round with extended clips Young nigga ready to trip, young nigga get ya hit Five thousand dollar, nigga, get a pussy nigga killed I got one foot in, one foot out One foot in, one foot out I really wanna rap but this trapping what Im bout Really wanna rap but this trapping what Im bout I got one foot in, one foot out One foot in, one foot out Catch me at the studio or at the trap house Pull up right now, Ill serve you right now

这是88rising 你往哪儿跑 这里的每一个角落都被我们接管到了 最强的梯队 不留给你机会 你以为我跟你开玩笑的嗦 劳力士two tone 你老的像古董 而我们不普通 我财富在源源不断的被补充 向顶端move on 我们有太多的代沟 今晚的比赛你快溜 无数次谋杀了伴奏 当领头羊我走在前头 Uh, yeah, you know 趁我的刀還没出鞘你快点走 我的每个动作都要比你先 我要做到和JAY-Z, Puff比肩 我们泡在录音棚里像群科学家 这是我的DNA没人能剥夺它 把桌子转起来 有我在 My whole team eat 票儿摞起来 有我在 My whole team eat 只要你是我的兄弟老子绝对挺你 要想拿走我的老子绝不允许 一马平川 数不尽的灵感 缩在录音棚里就能创造金山银山 我们不仅成都超 在东京涩谷超 赚钱像巴菲特 一路飙升炒股票 Uh oh! Uh Man, I been steerin clear of simpin And Im rappin with no cussin cause the bag is thick I got a whip and I aint even touch it yet Im only rockin with myself, my momma said its for the best I went through 2020, I could go through anything, I bet Missin shows and I miss my folks I dont really miss the ones that never like to see me grow Yeah, my life be like the movies that you see on Vimeo Hit the pause a couple times but now Im really back on go Yeah I got a story, its bout a warrior, he fight the wars in the booth Look in the mirror, its never too clear that he walkin round in his shoes Its never too easy to carry the weight, its easy for you to assume He makin dreams and he make em true, he dont got no time for excuse Cause I got emotions Ive been lettin go that I cant bottle up Im just wild, so really, Im myself when I be wildin out Im a scary sight like alligators in aquariums I see you celebratin, time to clean yo damn confetti up Ive been inside the house so much I could prolly lick all the soles of my shoes I never buy into the lies, in my head only I decide if its true I might just go out for a run with a pepper spray or a mini gun Dude, get out my way, I aint havin fun cept for that one time Sick of the limelight, doctor said just stay in the casa Dont need friends, I just need the Wi-Fi Im so blessed I repeat the mantra Bluetooth speakers playin that fye fye Reminiscin bout the times I was sky high Payin the bills, man, I dont need the Prada My girl is spicy and salty like Mala Im really bein myself when I wild out, yeah Yeah, big dawg and I run my side I got all my brothers dead or alive You know I aint friendly, I aint givin no high fives And my bankroll long, its like stocks how it rise Boss man, bout my business, what I be I wont get no sleep until I touch a beat Had to throw away my feelings, I was in the street Trials and tribulations, inspiration for these beats I go cuckoo for the dough, though Jason mask, thats my logo He be whinin, thats my bro though Pass it off, Tony Romo Real gangsta, I be solo I was poppin for the promo We dont talk, yeah thats the bro code Gentleman, I dont do low blows Tell them folks to cut my check Every verse Im on, they keep my best Actin like a stalker, she obsessed Eight-figure deals on my desk Little boy, this aint checkers, this is chess And you better pay the IRS Catchin, catchin, fightin demons, lil bruh he possessed Take it off and put it on, they know I be fresh Kicked her to the curb, now she actin all depressed Kick fast, too quick, swing jab, left hook Right hook, big math, rich bags, duffle bag I might run a lap, Im gon run the world over Couple swerves over these new rappers Lee on ya boys, capisce, Im done Okay, oh, cool, at least you know I made it dude The keys, the pool, the jewels that I dont really use Man, whats the use? Like Thundercat and Mac Im swimmin deep inside your circle Nvm, Im out your circle, rock the pen Im out of the box, if Im in one, Ill cop a garage Yeah, I been one, you aint the top I got big lungs in case you want smoke I dont feel none cause Im the G.O.A.T. Im the villain, yall are some jokes Is this still funny? Im on ya head, chill Kill rappers, Im doin headshots, left side, right side Bedside, chains hang, Led Zep, yall Camp Rock Rock dead stock every time I step out Broad daylight, Im out, this a lesson, seminar Let em know dogs out, let em know, let em know Let em know, let em know

Yeah, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Funeral home hanging off my hip, bitch nigga Arm barely longer than the clip, bitch nigga Face tatted but Ill still take your bitch, bitch nigga If you want some smoke, Im in the 6, bitch nigga I be ballin, son , like Im Iverson Brand new rifle, son Tryna snipe his son Send the hitters down No time wrestlin A pimp talking, huh? Nigga, I could fuck a nun You niggas copycat the gang but you cant be me Dont try this at home, this is not TV Well crash your supercar, nigga, Luigi .223 will get to kickin, nigga, Bruce Lee All yall niggas just talk the shit All my niggas really walk the shit 4L Gang, we be chalkin shit He used to have the juice but he lost the shit Baby choppa, baby choppa I just bought a baby choppa Baby choppa, baby choppa I just bought a baby choppa Baby choppa, baby choppa I just sent him to the doctor Baby choppa, baby choppa All we tote is baby choppas Chopstick, nigga, thats all I tote One shot, nigga, murder she wrote Nothing like these rappers, I dont snort coke Where I come from we sell the dope We dont buy it, dog Dont you try it, dog Kanye West, nigga, get your mouth wired, dog .223 will get to singing like a choir, dog My young niggas, they got murder for the hire, dog Fox 5 Gang what I claim, its a way of life Hang around real jackboys, niggas took ya ice Think you hard cause you got a body? Well take ya stripes Bitch, I was a gangster way before I touched the fucking mic All yall niggas just talk the shit All my niggas really walk the shit 4L Gang, we be chalkin shit He used to have the juice but he lost the shit Baby choppa, baby choppa I just bought a baby choppa Baby choppa, baby choppa I just bought a baby choppa Baby choppa, baby choppa I just sent him to the doctor Baby choppa, baby choppa All we tote is baby choppas

Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Smoke, its freezing Hundred racks on the drop, pull up on they block, poppin at the opps Caught a nigga with his bitch slippin at the light, he got in his top Hit him in his top Hundred racks on your T-O-P Fuck nigga, thats on G-O-D Come get it, cause the smoke for free Young niggas, they gon blow for me Hundred racks on the drop, pull up on they block, poppin at the opps Caught a nigga with his bitch slippin at the light, he got in his top Hit him in his top Hundred racks on your T-O-P Fuck nigga, thats on G-O-D Come get it, cause the smoke for free Young niggas, they gon blow for me Hundred racks on a new AP Two-fifty on a C-O-U-P-E I put that on G-O-D Fifty shots, and the chop spinnin through the East like we playin C-O-D Up a milli, I should be OT Rich as fuck, what got into me? I can slide through my hood, iced out Hop out, fuck my enemies Killer in me and my energy Call shots, thats my inner G I got killers with me, NSV Shootin shit up like we in a V Goin crazy like ADD And rappers rap like its ABCs And I could rap, sayin ABCs What they pay me to see Hundred racks on the drop, pull up on they block, poppin at the opps Caught a nigga with his bitch slippin at the light, he got in his top Hit him in his top Hundred racks on your T-O-P Fuck nigga, thats on G-O-D Come get it, cause the smoke for free Young niggas, they gon blow for me Pussy got hit in the head, dont mention my name, he got hit in the leg Get out the car if you scared, we went through they hood, and we painted it red I dont really talk on phones, we put you to bed if we find out you fed I got them sticks in the shed, the bullets is big, they knockin out dreads Pop out, rock out Savage pull up with his Glock out Hit your bitch with the dick, now she cockeyed I got the juice like Im Popeye I got the streets in a yolk Too much money to beef bout a ho We dont make diss songs, pussy, we score Got too high, now his ass on the floor Never catch me on no sucker shit I buy a watch for the fuck of it I dont got time for the small talk Shut the fuck up and keep suckin it Gun so big, I aint tuckin it Fucked too many niggas, I aint cuffin it Got a big dot, she lovin it I know she used to niggas thats on fuckin shit Hundred racks on the drop, pull up on they block, poppin at the opps Caught a nigga with his bitch slippin at the light, he got in his top Hit him in his top Hundred racks on your T-O-P Fuck nigga, thats on G-O-D Come get it, cause the smoke for free Young niggas, they gon blow for me

It go Murda on the beats, boy It go Murda on the beats, boy Yeah its murder on these streets, boy Murdered the pussy, Im a beast boy And you a soldier, Im a G boy Semi-auto with no recoil Forgiatos, they on fleek boy Twenty murders in a week boy Im from the murder capital, no sleep boy Im a rapper but Im different, I aint tryna say Im tough Keep that pistol every day and dont you ever call my bluff I live my whole life criminal, keep talking to a minimal My nigga catch a case, Im fightin it with them til they sentence em And its still fuck the DA and the judge Biggest gangster, and aint a crip or a blood Fuck a label when you got it out the mud All these sensitive ass rappers need hugs I aint grow up with you, I dont know you nigga Quit hittin my phone bout that verse, look I dont owe you, nigga I aint beefin on no Twitter, I be go on a niggas Ima make you be a gangster, bring the ho out niggas Im bumpin slaughter gang, 21, back when I was 21 Drive-bys, homicides, switching sides, you were done How we in the shootout four deep and Im the only one With an empty drum, where Im from thatll get you hung Murder rate, murder rate Was ducking the DA, now Im at the VMAs Killin shit, yellow tape They dont wanna see a nigga elevate They tryna really really trick me off the streets They tryna give me a murder case All these lil fuck niggas irritate Shoot one these niggas, dont hesitate It go murder she wrote Ima murder the dope Yeah I be killin em Im gon murder the kitchen Ima murder the chickens Yeah I be killin em I got murder for a fee nigga I got murder for the cheap nigga Catch you in Miami, gun you down on the beach nigga Just cause Im a rapper dont you ever think its sweet nigga I was slangin choppers fore I ever rapped on beats nigga Fox 5, bitch boy thats what I claim Rappers scared to hang around me cause they know they lame Beat a double homicide fore I bought a chain I went and bought a Bentley truck, I did not buy a Range You put a ring around that bitch, she known for giving brain Never had security, aint a nigga touch my chain I keep a Glock forty, one on top, and thats on god Since I was a youngin, OGs told me I got hard Yeah I got hard ho, pull your card ho, yeah yeah Red light shots make you park ho, yeah yeah Stamped and approved, this aint no flauge ho, yeah ho You niggas talk too much, you act like broads ho It go Murda on the beats, boy Yeah its murder on these streets, boy Twenty murders in a week boy Im from the murder capital, no sleep boy It go murder she wrote Ima murder the dope Yeah I be killin em Im gon murder the kitchen Ima murder the chickens Yeah I be killin em It go Murda on the beats, boy Yeah its murder on these streets, boy Murdered the pussy, Im a beast boy And you a soldier, Im a G boy

I got an AK, peepin out the peep hole Im ridin on Boulder Crest and Flat Shoals I’m just a nigga sellin cheap dope Cheap cheap cheap cheap, nigga Im in a bando, a house with boarded windows I know the feds wanna hit me with the R.I.C.O As soon as you walk in my house you can smell dope Im just anotha nigga from Zone 6 that sell dope All you see is dope, All you see is dope Bitch, welcome to my bando, all you see is dope A lot of bands on me and I keep the pole A lot hoes on me and they gon’ share my pole I popped a bean and dirty, missed my styrofoam I keep them shooters with me, nigga, whatchu want? Every time time Im in the bank they be like whatchu want? You know I keep a bad bitch blowin strong You know I keep a bad bitch money long Keep a bad bitch goin all day long My phone blowin up, I think they tapped the phone Damn, nigga, whatchu want? I got an AK, peepin out the peep hole Im ridin on Boulder Crest and Flat Shoals Im just a nigga sellin cheap dope Cheap cheap cheap cheap, nigga Im in a bando, a house with boarded windows I know the feds wanna hit me with the R.I.C.O As soon as you walk in my house you can smell dope Im just anotha nigga from Zone 6 that sell dope Im just another nigga from the 6 thats cut throat I used to cut them small nicks and post up at the store Boy shut yo rappin ass up, you aint sell no blow My uncle coulda showed me how to whip it out the bowl When I got in 7th grade I went and bought a 7 I tote the school with the dope man and a felon First pussy nigga tried me man I had to bless him I turned 17 and bought a Mac 11 Young Savage bitch, Im with the trappin shit You niggas rappin shit, Im wrappin shit Free Guwop, Trap God I used to sell mid now I got a black card I got an AK, peepin out the peep hole Im ridin on Boulder Crest and Flat Shoals Im just a nigga sellin’ cheap dope Cheap cheap cheap cheap, nigga Im in a bando, a house with boarded windows I know the feds wanna hit me with the R.I.C.O As soon as you walk in my house you can smell dope Im just anotha nigga from Zone 6 that sell dope

They be playin with this shit, man Yall niggas playin with the money Holiday season! Yall dont even know what the fuck to do with this shit Yall niggas act like yall aint even used to this shit, nigga That boy Cass! I pour an eight in a liter We trendin the web like PETA Im an OG like Adidas Two-seater, two-seater, two-seater I got an iPhone and beeper Look at your ho, she a cheater And you still want to keep her I just Michael Jackson, beat her Dont talk about swag, Im dabbin I read up on all new assassins Im movin in orderly fashion We gotta move like Obama, Obama, Obama My niggas playing with plastic My life a real scare tactic You niggas drinkin molasses What is you drinkin? Why did you buy that and drink it? When I first got my pound, I broke it down Dancin with the work like Im James Brown Young nigga havin fame round town Then we got rich off of verbs and nouns Never been a sucker, never been a clown Cash out a four-four check, then watch it bounce Trap out the bando, trap out the ounce Finesse the plug cause he keeps changin amounts Thirty in my hand, pump on the couch Cause a nigga paranoid now If you come up, dont abandon your hood Theyll be the first to punch you right out My life is lookin amazin If I send you rice, it come with the gravy Think a nigga talkin crazy Try it fore you buy it, I make you pay me I pour an eight in a liter We trendin the web like PETA Im an OG like Adidas Two-seater, two-seater, two-seater I got an iPhone and beeper Look at your ho, she a cheater And you still want to keep her I just Michael Jackson, beat her Im from Zone 6, lot of killin and drugs Fuck an autograph, nigga, Im strapped in the club I grab my bitchs booty every time that we hug She got ass shots, but I still fell in love Turn up the knob , Holiday, turn up the knob Street nigga, no job , fake rappers get broad Glock .40 with the Gucci jacket Fuck a diss song, close his casket Sold crack before I sold a record Glenwood, nigga, right at Checkers Hold up, nigga Ill pour a four up, nigga Ill pick your ho up, nigga Ill beat her throat up, nigga Sponsored by Pyrex, Im scrapin the bowl Made a quarter million scrapin the bowl Bust-down Rollie came out the bowl VVS on me, nigga, they cold I pour an eight in a liter We trendin the web like PETA Im an OG like Adidas Two-seater, two-seater, two-seater I got an iPhone and beeper Look at your ho, she a cheater And you still want to keep her I just Michael Jackson, beat her

Ayy, uh, hello Ayy, uh, ayy, okay Shit, ayy, uh Okay, when she give me head she gon use both hands, okay, hey How you know? Hey, hey Im the man, hey Ooh, Im in the club and Im doing the staleface, hey, hey Why you mad? Hey Im just waiting to get, ooh, ooh Check please, hey I need my check please, hey Try to check me, you gon need a check please And the fuckin Glock become designer, okay Niggas rockin Glocks like them shits designer, okay If I pull mine Ima fuckin design you, okay Leave you chopped up like some fuckin lasagna, okay Uh, keep the piece, Ive been tryna keep the peace We can clear the fuckin streets, thats why Im tryin to keep the peace Ayy, I got a money recipe that work for more than me, ayy They cant work for you, hey, uh You can work for me, ayy She love me cause I get it out the bowl Im a real nigga rockin real gold But little do she know Im just tryna get her out them clothes She love me cause I get it out the bowl Im a real nigga rockin real gold But little do she know Im just tryna get her out them clothes Bitch, hold up Twenty bands in my hands Ima make these bitches do the Macarena Im a real street nigga Ill be damned if I pay you for a feature Mamacita I wanna meet ya Smokin reefer I keep my heater I met her at the club, I knew she was a cheater I can fuck you, baby girl, but I cant keep you Yeah, Im a liar, Im a dog, she a silly bitch She always call my phone with that silly shit You aint talkin money, hang the phone up You aint talkin money, nigga, hold up You aint talkin money, nigga, grow up Got it out the bowl with the cola She love me cause I get it out the bowl Im a real nigga rockin real gold But little do she know Im just tryna get her out them clothes She love me cause I get it out the bowl Im a real nigga rockin real gold But little do she know Im just tryna get her out them clothes Bitch, hold up

Yeah Fuck my dead opps, and all they homies thats livin I want yall niggas to know that Thats how Im feelin On God Fuck a dead opp, yeah In due time, in due time, in due time Im like Chucky, nigga, I do my thing I creep up on a nigga, pow, bang Send them lil evil motherfuckers They got the mask on, they gon Jason your gang Big knife on the stick make a nigga slaughter your gang All this money that Im gettin make a nigga slaughter your main Send them hollows, nigga, ooh, yeah Send them hollows, nigga, Im in the 6 Lookin for me, nigga, Im in the bricks Chains on my neck, man, I look like a lick All this money in my pocket Hangin out, this shit is sloppy On the block by myself, I aint worryin bout shit, Im cocky Spin somethin, drill somethin Fifty thousand make em kill somethin , shake somethin Take a chain, nigga, make somethin Killer gang, nigga, all my killers, they dont want fame No hashtag, they dont do names They just hashtag when they bust a brain And Im bustin this money, nigga, thats on gang Fucked up, gave the wrong nigga change Hell yeah, man, I spend pocket change Have em kill her for the money my thing I spend the blue and you see the Blue Flame Ever seen a bullet bust out his brain? Tall killer, man, he just like Michael Myers Walk up on a nigga, take off his chain Im like Chucky, nigga, I do my thing I creep up on a nigga, pow, bang Send them lil evil motherfuckers They got the mask on, they gon Jason your gang Big knife on the stick make a nigga slaughter your gang All this money that Im gettin make a nigga slaughter your main Send them hollows, nigga, ooh, yeah Send them hollows, nigga, Im in the 6 Lookin for me, nigga, Im in the bricks Chains on my neck, man, I look like a lick All this money in my pocket Hangin out, this shit is sloppy On the block by myself, I aint worryin bout shit, Im cocky Big 4L, pussy Spray the block down, turn the car round When we come around, shells on the ground Strip a nigga, now his pants on the ground Wrong move leave your mans on the ground Paranoid, I be clutchin when Im round Fuck around and leave my fan on the ground Blick the spot, switch the box Double back and hit his pops Big 4L, fuck the opps We put switches on our Glocks Gen5, one in the top Give him the leg-shot, he gon hop Most of these niggas be fake crazy I dont say shit like Mutebaby Blow a nigga dick like a flute, baby When I get bored, I buy me a coupe Stand on a nigga, got blood on my boot Steppin on niggas for fun All of my choppers, they come with a drum Whenever the opps see us, they run Who want smoke? Cause we got tons Im like Chucky, nigga, I do my thing I creep up on a nigga, pow, bang Send them lil evil motherfuckers They got the mask on, they gon Jason your gang Big knife on the stick make a nigga slaughter your gang All this money that Im gettin make a nigga slaughter your main Send them hollows, nigga, ooh, yeah Send them hollows, nigga, Im in the 6 Lookin for me, nigga, Im in the bricks Chains on my neck, man, I look like a lick All this money in my pocket Hangin out, this shit is sloppy On the block by myself, I aint worryin bout shit, Im cocky

Yeah, yeah ‚ yeah Yeah ‚ yeah Yeah ‚ yeah, yeah Yeah ‚ yeah Yeah ‚ yeah Yeah , yeah , yeah Nigga Im a G and I always be You took SATs, I was sellin Ps You had As and Bs, I had .223s You was beggin please, I had her on her knees Way too rich to wife a bitch, I pass on a skeezer Touch her tonsils, God damn she a eater This a trap spot, we got grams on a pizza Let that bitch be free, you be cuffin her and shit Come and get your bitch She keep suckin me and shit My pistol mad at me He said You tuckin me and shit The police sayin Savage keep duckin me and shit We kick yo head like soccer balls and rugby balls and shit Lil bitch suck it up All that Goddamn butt Im 4L gang, you a mutt Yall niggas soft, Im tough My nigga know yall later All my dogs gettin paper Yall throwin salt, yall haters Way too plug, cant pay her Diamonds on my neck, they skaters Pull up with the stick, they scared We throw bullets, not chairs She keep lookin, Im a slayer Sold a million bands in the cater Hairy ass bitch need Nair Zone 6, Im always there We aint seen you in years Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit She say Im a dog, she be walkin me and shit She catch me with a bitch, she be blockin me and shit Come and get your bitch, she keep toppin me and shit These hoes like mosquitoes, I keep off them and shit 57 sauce, I got fla You try to come for Savage, slayed House so big that I got ten maids All this square footage like a maze She pulled up to my house, she was a maid All these chains, I feel like Im a slave You musty little niggas need to bathe AR with the scope gon hit your six way Bitch Im Slaughter Gang, I keep a Swiss blade Stab you in yo back, yeah, thats that switchblade These bitches aint gettin no money since they took back pay Savage on that gangster shit like always Mini Micro I got arcades I dont play no games, Im not a arcade Beat a niggas ass like Take a nigga bike and his Alize Drive down on your boyfriend, broad day Used to trap on boulevard and the hallway Dont none but truth come out my mouth, thats on my mommy 4L, crime fam, keep a Tommy Gun make a bitch boy rip the runway Choppa chop ya Mr. Miyagi, nigga Sensei Sellin hard on Glenwood Road at the safeway On my mom I made three Ms, nigga, last Wednesday Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit Come and get your bitch, she keep stalkin me and shit She say Im a dog, she be walkin me and shit She catch me with a bitch, she be blockin me and shit Come and get your bitch, she keep toppin me and shit These hoes like mosquitoes, I keep off them and shit

Woop, woo Yall already know who I am, right? Mustard on the beat, ho Lets go Hundred bands, hundred bands Hundred bands, hundred bands Ten bands , in the right hand Ten bands , in my left hand Make her best friend , be her hypeman You keep going big , she wanna fight, damn Bad bitches in my city catching flights, damn Popping big bands when they hit the lights, damn I pull down on your city In your city, they fuck with me And these bitches fucking with me Cause I represent my city Get your issue, you can witness All this cash that we gettin If you start it, we gon finish Whole gang with the business Hundred bands, hundred bands Hundred bands, hundred bands Ten bands , in the right hand Ten bands , in my left hand Santa Claus bag, hoes sit up on you Suge Knight bag, have the shooters get up on you You see the red Lamborghini as I hit the corner YG got his shit together, he a business owner Popping tags, shopping bags, nigga, I gotta brag The YSL dont fit, I aint even take it back Ella Mai trippin, we do a lot of that But it aint ever bout a bitch, we trip to Cabo, Jack Ayy, big bands on me, drumline I just let the money talk, dont need no punchline I like the sunshine so I said fuck the roof If you bout a bag, holler SuWoop Hundred bands, hundred bands Hundred bands, hundred bands Ten bands , in the right hand Ten bands , in my left hand More money , more bitches More millis , more riches Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, I got four bitches And they squatting on that dick like they doin fitness Said he looking for me, came through in the drop-top Spin the corner in the dorm while the opps watch Im too rich to go through somethin about a thot thot, huh Feds grabbed you, you back home, oh, you a cop cop, huh? This shit serious Bad bitch gon give me brain, she on her period In the trenches of Dubai, they dont know where he is Is that a bird? No, thats a jet, yeah, there he is, gang Hundred bands, hundred bands Hundred bands, hundred bands Ten bands , in the right hand Ten bands , in my left hand

Lyrics from Snippet hoe ass nigga in the met Niggas keep talkin that U.K. shit like I dont got AKs Like, cause I was born overseas, these muhfuckers aint gon spray-spray Pull up in your hood, nigga, 9-1-1, yall better call mayday From Glenwood all the way to Martin Luther King, niggas know we dont play-play

Diego, Diego, Hitmaka! Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp Brought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes Rock Chanel with my white toe and we speak in code I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow I might slap the shit out a bitch, caught him playin around I rock Prada, fuck with ballers that be movin pounds Make that nigga ice me out, these hoes gon fuck for free, though I get chips like Cheetos, 1942, no Tito Bitch, Im quarantine clean, you cant touch me with gloves Nigga rollin off a bean, tryna shoot up the club Hate when silly hoes talk crazy on the Gram, bitch, get your bag up Im a city girl with the backend, cant wait to go and act up Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp Brought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes Rock Chanel with my white toe and we speak in code I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow I got Ms for days, I like sticks and Ks Im a real stepper, I dont stand in line for Js If thats your shooter, I hope you paid him minimum wage Caught his BM at the stop sign, she said she go both ways Im big 4L and they know that Run up on me, Ima blow that Please tell me where the opps at Cause they never be where the hoes at Whats your advance? I blow that Hunnid round drum, nigga, hold that I take a Wock when I pour that Them niggas drink green with they broke-ass Chrome Heart jeans with the racks in em All my spots got plaques in em All my cars got straps in em All my songs got facts in em All my opps got rats with em Slaughter Gang, Ill stick an ax in em Never been friendly, I dont dap niggas I dont want a Grammy, Im a rap nigga Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp Brought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes Rock Chanel with my white toe and we speak in code I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I cant beef with hoes I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow

Keep a whole lotta hundreds Keep a whole lotta gunners Slaughter gang top 5 crew, nigga pull up spraying out of rentals Young Savage real street nigga and you know a nigga rep that murder And Im solid as a motherfucker, young shell, nigga no turtle Whole lotta hundreds and they blue Whole lotta sticks and they new Nigga what you gonna do When we got them choppers pointed at you Pull up nigga, send some shots at your boo Baby mama with you, she get it too Zone 6 niggas know how to shoot Mally Mall, these nigga pass me the booth Keep a whole lotta hundreds Keep a whole lotta gunners Slaughter gang top 5 crew, nigga pull up spraying out of rentals Young Savage real street nigga and you know a nigga rep that murder And Im solid as a motherfucker, young shell, nigga no turtle Whole lotta hundreds and they blue Whole lotta sticks and they new Nigga what you gonna do When we got them choppers pointed at you Pull up nigga, send some shots at your boo Baby mama with you, she get it too Zone 6 niggas know how to shoot Mally Mall, these nigga pass me the booth Yeah young nigga pass me the scale Young Savage and I run off with bails Police say a nigga, you gonna tell Blue hundreds, nigga keep me some bail money Since a younging I was thugging Since a younging I was hustling Im a young boss nigga, if it aint about the blues, it aint about nothing

Free Guwop Free Guwop Free Guwop Free Guwop Free the Wopster I’m a mobster Keep a chopper Helicopter Free Guwop Free Guwop Free Guwop Free Guwop Free the Wooster I’m a mobster Keep a chopper Helicopter Free Big Gucci Young Savage smoking gas it smell like I farted so excuse me I pulled up on a nigga with a Uzi She suck my dick so good she like to left a hickey Fuck this rap shit I’ll leave your ass missin If I fuck your bitch you know she gonna miss it I been takin niggas bitches since elementary I bought my first 50 that was seventh grade Ive been smoking mid since the sixth grade I see right through these niggas cause they bitch made Im on that slaughter gang shit, stay in a bitch place Free Guwop Free Guwop Free Guwop Free Guwop Free the Wopster I’m a mobster Keep a chopper Helicopter Free Guwop Free Guwop Free Guwop Free Guwop Free the Wopster I’m a mobster Keep a chopper Helicopter It’s Secret Service, Savage pull up with a AR Whipping up a chicken out a fucking glass jar Gotta keep the gas inside a fucking glass jar He talking out his neck I know he got a glass jaw She suck me up so good I put a ring around her jaw Bitch this a Ferrari ain’t no smoking in my car I know you niggas broke cause ain’t no weed in your cigar And black lives matter middle finger to the law Free Guwop Free Guwop Free Guwop Free Guwop Free the Wopster I’m a mobster Keep a chopper Helicopter Free Guwop Free Guwop Free Guwop Free Guwop Free the Wopster I’m a mobster Keep a chopper Helicopter

Help me, can you help me? I got fifty bags of gas, can you help me? I just cooked another brick, can you help me? Help me, can you help me? I pulled up in a Fisker then I pulled off in a Tesla Thought this shit was sweet, I left his ass on a stretcher I dont catch feelings, Im too busy catching death tolls Pull up in the trenches, pull up in the trenches! I said that shit on woah, dog I got the juice like O-Dog I got caine like Im Kane Me and Lotto in that fucking Fisker switching lanes Pull up on a pussy nigga and fuck on his main I just spent a fifty-thousand dollars on a chain I just spent a twenty on a motherfucking ring Young Savage bitch, I got this shit off cocaine Skrt, skrt, skrt Pull up on your bitch and give her that skrr Pull up on your bitch and drop that work Yeah, and Im still getting paid Bitches getting slaughtered, man these bitches getting slayed Keep that Glock 40, dare a nigga to touch my chain I shoot this motherfucker like my name Max Payne Help me, can you help me? I got fifty bags of gas, can you help me? I just cooked another brick, can you help me? Help me, can you help me? I pulled up in a Fisker then I pulled off in a Tesla Thought this shit was sweet, I left his ass on a stretcher I dont catch feelings, Im too busy catching death tolls Im a dog like Michael Vick I used to sell them Michael Vicks I cant even lie, I aint never sold a brick But I got some partners who done really sold them bricks Young Savage bitch and I done really hit them licks I really put that pistol on these pussy niggas shit Run up on a nigga, better take a nigga shit If your diamonds hitting you could take a nigga bitch I hit four hundred and went a bought a vette Your diamonds so cloudy, who the fuck sold you that shit? You know damn well dont no Rolex fucking tick Get your motherfucking money up nigga, try again nigga, 21 Oil based dope, I gotta try again Dope got wet, it gotta dry again Pussy ass rappers telling lies again Pussy ass, bitch ass fuck boy Help me, can you help me? I got fifty bags of gas, can you help me? I just cooked another brick, can you help me? Help me, can you help me? I pulled up in a Fisker then I pulled off in a Tesla Thought this shit was sweet, I left his ass on a stretcher I dont catch feelings, Im too busy catching death tolls

If young Metro dont trust you, Im gon shoot you Cause Im boomin And she boomin And he boomin And we boomin, keep it boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin Trap still boomin Phone still boomin All these plays, man A nigga still boomin Im boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, Im boomin I prayed for this You get a whole lot hate with this I keep a K and Im ready to spray for this Im ready to spray for this If them drugs aint in my system I cant function right She got a fat ass but she got cellulite Im too trill, nigga, I cant even tell no lie You a street punk, you aint killed nobody Niggas say they real, but they dont keep it a hundred That is not real And Im pourin up that mud, like a oil spill And she dont wanna fuck, but I bet her friend will Or her sister will, bitch I keep that steel And Im bout my money Yeah, I love that money And I love my family and I love my bros And Im Slaughter Gang I dont love these hoes Cause Im boomin And she boomin And he boomin And we boomin, keep it boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin Trap still boomin Phone still boomin All these plays, man A nigga still boomin Im boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, Im boomin Metro... Metro, Savage Trap The Glock Slaughter Gang PDE Everybody Everybody Ya dig? We got Ks on us, and everybody shootin Drops some pills on this table, all these bitches chewin Slam dunkin in her mouth, I feel like Patrick Ewing Fuck these bitches, money the only thing Im purusin Check chase, fake friends Had to cut em off and keep it movin Cause niggas aint loyal The stick aint loyal Shoot a nigga, call my lawyer I might knock a nigga out, just call me De la Hoya Cause Im boomin And she boomin And he boomin And we boomin, keep it boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin Trap still boomin Phone still boomin All these plays, man A nigga still boomin Im boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, boomin Boomin, Im boomin

I’m seeing double , seeing double Seeing double I’m seeing double Seeing double , seeing double Seeing double I’m seeing double ,seeing double Seeing double , seeing double I’m seeing double , seeing double Seeing double , seeing double I’m seeing double , seeing double Seeing double , seeing double I’m seeing double , seeing double Seeing double , seeing double I’m seeing double I’m from the gutter My cup muddy I’m drinking muddy I got some niggas lost they life, I know they love me Just ‘cause they say they love you, they don’t love you I pour the four and then I drink it with my buddy We got some bitches at the pad getting slutty These niggas hatin, but I know these bitches love me These niggas hatin, but I know these bitches love me My cup, filled up My blunt, it’s stuffed Need to let that lil bitch go, you tryna cuff I fucked her for a perc inside the club My Glock 40 on me, hold a dub Walking ‘round with , that’s a thug I’m tryna run off on the plug Tryna run off on the plug I’m seeing double ,seeing double Seeing double , seeing double I’m seeing double, seeing double Seeing double , seeing double I’m seeing double , seeing double Seeing double , seeing double I’m seeing double , seeing double Seeing double , seeing double I popped the seal on a pint, tryna take away the heartache, yeah Pop a Percocet just to get my head straight, yeah We was coming up, we was selling 2 for 5 Tie your shoes up, grab a mask and then we ride Pour me up a five and go and eat some Five Guys Fell in love with the pharmacy, she changed my life Tryna wash away the pain Trapping heavy with the gang Give a fuck ‘bout being famous Cause most these niggas changing Pour it in the soda and it’s changing Whip that baking soda and go buy a range then I’m seeing double, ‘bout to fuck a nigga’s main then She want a street nigga with them Ben Franklin’s I’m seeing double ,seeing double Seeing double , seeing double I’m seeing double, seeing double Seeing double , seeing double I’m seeing double , seeing double Seeing double , seeing double I’m seeing double , seeing double Seeing double , seeing double

Pull up on you, make that motherfucka spray 100 thousand, make that shit in a day Aint flexin nigga, Im havin my way Roll the window down and shoot with the K 50 thousand show the fuck where you stay Mocha gonna hit that boy in the face Nigga keep talkin, yeah nigga keep talkin Till em new dark extensions get to clappin Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Heard you loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded fully Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Flexin cappin with that barrel, you can get it too Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Heard you loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded fully Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Flexin cappin with that barrel, you can get it too All type of fuckery Loso Loaded, Savage, keep em my blood 223ll put a hole in your motor Hit him in the stomach, bet he gon throw up Murder Gang, give a fuck what you throw up Diamonds dancin came from whippin up cola Draco on me make your ass do the hold up 9th ward, PDE got the soda 21, tint so dark Im in the Batcave 40 sent a nigga that way Put a nigga bitch on Backpage SG, nigga PDE, MP the real street Snatchin chains, snatchin pockets Pistol poppin, nigga dont want no beef 21 Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Heard you loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded fully Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Flexin cappin with that barrel, you can get it too Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Heard you loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded fully Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Flexin cappin with that barrel, you can get it too Man down I never stand down Gualla in the briefcase, I just won a sweepstakes Extortin pussy niggas out they gulla through the weekday Ridin in a 10 speed in that muthafuckin V10 Extortin pussy niggas outta anythin nigga we aint ever been friends I want ends, I want the cash, nigga stackin up the Legos Stick in the backseat in this whip and brought a peso And there more where that came from, we got ARs and em DRACO I dont fuck with hay, hoe, vacayin in the Bay, hoe Im rockin these different jewels, they got me in different moves My youngin do what I say, told em get on the pedestal Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Heard you loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded fully Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Flexin cappin with that barrel, you can get it too Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Heard you loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded fully Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Extortion, extortion Flexin cappin with that barrel, you can get it too

Yeah Came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Have a good time, the hard times show up Money comin fast, hope it never slow up I done came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up Stood solid, never let niggas ho us I done came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Show your credentials, who you akin to? Boy, who you done beat up? What you done been through? Hit you on your records, you soundin very high But what you done did the nigga can verify No corroboration, aint no conversation Just a bunch of a cap mixed with a lot of hatin Went from hand to hand at the serving station To makin a hundred-and-fifty grand just off day trainin And man, we know you aint did the shit you said there Where I come from, you end up a dead man Playin round, where a nigga die for stayin down The neighborhood we cant build it faster than they tear it down Black man fire, and homie, I hear sirens White police firin, homie, and they silent Then they expect me not to be violent, its a lose-lose Tryna unlearn what I been taught since elementary school, damn Have a good time, the hard times show up Money comin fast, hope it never slow up I done came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up Stood solid, never let niggas ho us I done came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Mightve took a minute but we got it in Lost a couple Ms, lost a couple friends Gotta take some losses if you wanna win Disrespect, its damn near mandatory that we gotta spend Tryna hibernate, we give his next-of-kin Encore, fuck it, hit they block again I embrace the struggle cause I understand Fell in love with hard times, they turned me to a fuckin man Livin by the code, I dont talk to police Stand up when Im pissin, cant no nigga ho me Rapping like Im preachin, all my bars holy You flexin for the Gram, that is not your Rollie Pockets overweight and all my opps bony Sucker shit or hater shit, Im not condonin See it in your eyes, all your love phony Stabbed me in my back and then he tried to bro me Have a good time, the hard times show up Money comin fast, hope it never slow up I done came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up Stood solid, never let niggas ho us I done came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Research information , reach, scratch beneath the surface Im bendin knees, searchin for my lifes purpose Think you can pray your way up out of misfortune? Youre mistaken and most churches is extortion What the Bible say bout faith without work? Huh You can still do everything right and get murked, huh Think to support education they aint learn Still hate, got em killin and they turnt Seen so many futures and families set on the mantle Like Bankroll Fresh and the king of Alabama Doe B, Peanut Da Don and Lil Chink Dex Osama, Camouflage back in the day Then there was Dolla, Lil Snupe, triple X, and Mac Dre Man, every day a blessin, learned that shit from hustle Dont take that shit for granted, do yourself some damage In a mansion with expensive granite, tryna understand it Have a good time, the hard times show up Money comin fast, hope it never slow up I done came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up Stood solid, never let niggas ho us I done came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here I did the prayer fore Ciara ever did that prayer I said, Lord, send me a nigga that dont hit me in the eye on Friday, and got a job, and can read And I got one I met my husband And he wasnt gon let me, he wasnt gon let me fuckin sell dope And at the time I was a check forger for the rest of the league got on the check forgin game And he was just a Christian nigga, he wanted everything to go right Fucked around and, I fell in love with him and got a job at McDonalds, Road for four dollars and twenty-seven cents an hour Im like, Who the fuck do this shit? This is whacker than a motherfucker Is this what Jesus told you niggas to do, to work for four dollars and twenty-five cents an hour and yall aint stealin shit? So you know me, I started stealin from McDonalds, nigga As I ring you up, I rung you out Fuck yall laughing at?

I stood on that corner just selling dope in the cold weather I promise nobody ain’t gotta tell them, they know better Raised a lot of daughters and lost a lot of my partners Been playing with them choppers since toddlers, we was in boxers Please go’n tell ‘em I’m never failing, they jealous Don’t worry ‘bout my weapon, it’s right up under my belly I’m the biggest R since that nigga R Kelly Soon as Ralo hit the stage all them bitches go to yelling Tell Charlemagne put some respeck on my name Look who I became, them niggas thought I would change I’ll blow a nigga’s brains if he think about the chain I got way too much to gain, niggas ain’t taking a thing They talkin’ ‘bout taking, I hope that they can take some bullets I’m the lil nigga that always stood up to the bullies We come to your block with nothing but choppers and them hoodies We gon’ shoot everything that them niggas said we couldn’t Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam I just hope this motherfucker don’t jam I need you right now, I can’t let these niggas kill me Wish my granny was alive, I know that she’d feel me Abusing all these drugs, that’s the only thing that heal me Abusing all these drugs, that’s the only thing that heal me Jefe Malcolm X, I keep the chopper in my hand All Ahks to my left, he let a nigga think we playin’ My Famgoon niggas think I’m shootin’ out the Lam No you are not a goon, you ain’t motherfuckin’ fam I heard that you be scamming and you stunting on the gram I heard that you a punk and you be telling on your mans Your bitch she hit me up, she said she wanna fuck a man Shooters runnin with dracos on you pussies like blam When you being humble then they always want to mumble You can’t come to DC nigga, try it if you want to Big Glizzy’s coming where you at to come confront you When you pull up in my city ain’t nowhere to run to Trapper turned rapper, yeah I really used to cook hard We can have a cook off, nigga you just look hard Always been a lil nigga, couldn’t play football She tell her friends look y’all, I’m fucking with a big dog Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam I just hope this motherfucker don’t jam I need you right now, I can’t let these niggas kill me Wish my granny was alive, I know that she’d feel me Abusing all these drugs, that’s the only thing that heal me Abusing all these drugs, that’s the only thing that heal me I come from the bottom, nigga I come from the bottom I feel like Mad Max ‘cause I hang around them shottas You gotta watch these niggas, man these niggas ain’t your partners Nigga stole from me so I hit him with that chopper I made my own way, I ain’t sign a nigga’s deal I went and bought a mic off some motherfuckin’ pills Remember middle school, man they told me crack kills Nigga fuck that, nigga crack pay bills Want to make it to the top you got to shed tears All that shit I did, I could’ve got a million years My brother got killed, my partner got a hundred years I turned 21, nigga shit got real You was playing games, nigga I was in the field You had an Xbox, nigga I had a piece of steel My mama shed tears when I took her out that Kia Nigga fuck the fame, you either fake or either real Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam Man I pray this motherfucker don’t jam I just hope this motherfucker don’t jam I need you right now, I can’t let these niggas kill me Wish my granny was alive, I know that she’d feel me Abusing all these drugs, that’s the only thing that heal me Abusing all these drugs, that’s the only thing that heal me

Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving I poured up a four and Im movin real slow with a bad bitch beside me Why they take Actavis from me, I swear that I need you beside me Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving The last time i got pulled over, They tried to DU and I me Dont giva a fuck about my probation Im still Drinkin And Driving Im Drinkin and driving, got molly on molly Taking these pain killers, they fill up my body They fill up my body They fill up my body They fill up my body Yeah, they fill up my body I’m chopping up bricks like Miyagi, I don’t know karate All my niggas sound 30, Nigga try and get 30 Every clip hold 30, I gave her back cause she was thirsty Im not a worker, cant work me Bad bitches want to slurp me Bitch thought she a Porsche, had to give the hoe an abortion Im drinkin and driving in foreigns Drinking and driving in foreigns The game is meant to be sold, its not to be told Im drinkin and driving, so fuck being sober Pour up a four, Pour up a four, Pour up a four, Pour up a four Pour up some more, Pour up some more Just pour up some more Pour up some more Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving I Poured up a 4 and Im moving real slow, with a bad bitch beside me Why they take actavis from me, I swear that i need you beside me Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving The last time I got pulled over, They tried to DU and I me Dont giva a fuck about my probation Im still Drinkin And Driving Pour up, Pour up Roll up, Roll up Bad bitches hold up Hold up , hold up Im drinking and driving in Raris, drinkin and driving in Phantoms Drinkin and driving in Porsches, drinkin and driving on camera Bitch I got stamina, bitch Im gonna handle ya Walk around with the hammer, MCM no Hammer We fuck in coupe, we fuck in the challenger We fuck in the challenger, Yeah we fuck in the challenger I cant let you handle me, bad bitch 2 seats Riding with the top off, 2 bitches top me Im Riding with the beef, So I ride with the heat We gonna keep it in the street, Nigga see me they dont speak Give a fuck about your feelings, all my niggas drug dealing All my niggas known for killing, We drinking and driving and spending I pour up a 4 of that act, hit that bitch from the back The molly killing buying packs, drinking and driving it back Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving I Poured up a 4 and Im moving real slow, with a bad bitch beside me Why they take actavis from me, i swear that i need you beside me Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving Drinkin And Driving The last time I got pulled over, They tried to DU and I me Dont giva a fuck about my probation Im still Drinkin And Driving

Yeah Can you forgive me for my sins? I shot a lot of niggas, not pretend I dont fake niggas, I dont need friends I shoot a pussy nigga at the fuckin end End of the gun lyin a bitch nigga At the end of that trigger is a rich nigga Dont show no love, got a cold heart Shoot you in your face, I show you you aint hard I heard a lotta niggas say that they up, huh? You know Slimeball, he dont give a fuck, yeah I be up in my fuckin own lane You come up in my lane, I put you in the dummy lane Crash dummy Crash niggas, uh I got young niggas that pull up, theyll smash, nigga You got ten thousand to your namе, that aint no money, nigga I put two thousand on your head, my shooters comin, nigga They love money, nigga, youngin love dumpin, nigga That young nigga, they got that high fever Got that fever on this side, better believe, bruh Got that gun on his side, he gon squeeze, bruh How a nigga duck and hide when he see us They dont wanna be bruh When it come to money, man, I know that they dont see us We gettin to money, dawg, these niggas dont wanna be broke They dont wanna be broke Yall niggas better believe, bruh Them niggas killin shit, yeah, over here, nigga East Atlanta, you know we dont have no fear, nigga Nothin but rich niggas round here, well get your ass killed, nigga Uh-huh Can you forgive me for my sins? I shot a lot of niggas, not pretend I dont fake niggas, I dont need friends I shoot a pussy nigga at the fuckin end End of the gun lyin a bitch nigga At the end of that trigger is a rich nigga Dont show no love, got a cold heart Shoot you in your face, I show you you aint hard We dont do that fake rap shit, real trap shit We dont do that fake beef shit, we make shit happen Niggas gettin really wrapped up, no rap shit Round here, you better tote the gun, nigga, clap shit Young nigga seventeen, Glock 19 And it got a red beam and he got that red bandana round his head Murder always on his mind And he bangin two guns, murder all the time Smoke somethin Young nigga, roll up On the block where they post up J out here geekin, doin a hold-up, uh-huh Tell your bitch to hold up Im gettin some money right now, bitch, I dont wanna fuck Catch me later on that Perc, I be geeked up Out my mind, yeah, bitch, Ima beat you up, Bring a freak to the spot, you can eat her up , uh-huh Hoes do what you do when you tell em to cause youre up Ooh, that whats up Found out when I got that money when I got up Can you forgive me for my sins? I shot a lot of niggas, not pretend I dont fake niggas, I dont need friends I shoot a pussy nigga at the fuckin end End of the gun lyin a bitch nigga At the end of that trigger is a rich nigga Dont show no love, got a cold heart Shoot you in your face, I show you you aint hard Haha Knock that clip in with the bread

Ayy Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh Woah, woah, woah Now Im switching up my energy , fuck my enemies  Feel like I got hundreds of em , no, no, no love from me Yall niggas aint in the streets , yall niggas is industry Yall niggas fake ministry , yall niggas just sin and preach No deal, I like the breach, I call up my lawyer like, Nevermind They playin with all of these niggas and bitches money but n-n-n-never mine Bitch, I could probably never rhyme and still be a million up I only spend money on her if I know she the truth, just to keep it a buck You play with me once and you dumped The shit that I say when Im drunk You know Im ignorant, Im at my house party actin belligerent Tellin my guests that I dont usually drink and shit Then turn around and I do it again Act like a saint, who am I to pretend? Askin the Lord to forgive all my sins But my fingers crossed behind my back with a grin, fuck I sin, I sin, bitch, I feel like the Bucks I win, I win, again and again Again and again, now they tellin they friends I dont know who my friends, they like to pretend Cause they couldnt see me going very far Now I be overseas with the mob Bitch, I get paid when I pass a bar But I got no love for the law I cant remember when I had a job Back when they wouldnt build, now they Bob I still got paper tags on my cars Now I got gophers fuckin up my lawn, hahaha That shit is annoying Im picking my poison You crabs in the barrel While my lobster is boiling Im tryna avoid em But they keep on comin for me DMX what they wantin from me BMX, I aint stuntin for free On my mama, my mama deceased So you know that its truth when I speak Matador, I aint runnin from beef Mike Tyson, thats why my hunger so deep I replied, aint no love in the streets Also, there wasnt no love in my home So only get love when its comin from me, preach, fuck I sin, I sin, bitch, I feel like the Bucks I win, I win, again and again Again and again, now they tellin they friends I dont know who my friends, they like to pretend Santa Monica Boulevard, I cant tell if they men Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy

Let me hire 10-15 more operatives, and we hit em back Hit em hard Hit em where they live Pull up hanging out the window, hanging out the window Hanging out the window, hanging out the window Bitch I keep Extendo, bitch I keep Extendo Bitch I keep Extendo, pitch I keep Extendo Its slaughter gang bitch and this shit is not pretendo Bitch this not pretendo, bitch this aint pretendo aye Im slaughter gang savage pussy boy I keep extendo Boy I keep extendo, boy I keep extendo Bitch I keep extendo Smoke you like some endo, aye Young Savage bitch I pull up hanging out the window aye .223 with silencers you pussy niggas playing aye Young Savage pull up, Slaughter gang we get to spraying aye Layin in yo bushes bitch Im layin in yo bushes Nigga you a pussy you sweeter than a cookie aye 50 thousand dollars if a nigga wanna book me aye RIP to Bookme aye, I just cooked a cookie aye Pull up hanging out the window, hanging out the window Hanging out the window, hanging out the window Bitch I keep Extendo, bitch I keep Extendo Bitch I keep Extendo, pitch I keep Extendo Its slaughter gang bitch and this shit is not pretendo Bitch this not pretendo, bitch this aint pretendo aye Im slaughter gang savage pussy boy I keep extendo Boy I keep extendo, boy I keep extendo Pull up hanging out the window, hanging out the window Hanging out the window, hanging out the window Bitch I keep Extendo, bitch I keep Extendo Bitch I keep Extendo, pitch I keep Extendo Its slaughter gang bitch and this shit is not pretendo Bitch this not pretendo, bitch this aint pretendo aye Im slaughter gang savage pussy boy I keep extendo Boy I keep extendo, boy I keep extendo Pull up hanging out the window, hanging out the window Hanging out the window, hanging out the window Bitch I keep Extendo, bitch I keep Extendo Bitch I keep Extendo, pitch I keep Extendo Its slaughter gang bitch and this shit is not pretendo Bitch this not pretendo, bitch this aint pretendo aye Im slaughter gang savage pussy boy I keep extendo Boy I keep extendo, boy I keep extendo Pull up hanging out the window, hanging out the window Hanging out the window, hanging out the window Bitch I keep Extendo, bitch I keep Extendo Bitch I keep Extendo, pitch I keep Extendo Its slaughter gang bitch and this shit is not pretendo Bitch this not pretendo, bitch this aint pretendo aye Im slaughter gang savage pussy boy I keep extendo Boy I keep extendo, boy I keep extendo

Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here? Mic check, diamonds cost a nice check Dont bite that, baby give me nice neck Got a double cup, bitch Im finna spike that Im Slaughter Gang, bitch, we be where the knifes at I done slowed up, bitch, I be poled up No role tuts, I drank the real mud Thats my real bud, clip hold a whole dub Hang with real Crips, nigga, Im a real Blood I can make them touchdown when I scream, Hut Lay your bitch face down, thats a real butt Let me see your tits, baby finna bust a nut AP on me, doing the chicken head Yeah, Rollie on me, doing the stanky leg Patek on me, Milly Rockin You half way, Im really poppin Yall niggas all cap and kill nothing Bitch, Im having mood swings cause I aint sipped nothing Whole pointers on me, nigga, yeah them big nuggets Sick and tired of eating noodles, time to flip something Got a big booty bitch, Im tryna bag that 12 come, we dropping bombs like Baghdad Treat a nigga main bitch like a lab rat Remember selling big grade out my backpack I done made a couple million off the rap-rap Run a train on your bitch, shes a nat-nat Big cajones on a stick, let it clap-clap Im the realest nigga doing it and Im big facts

Ooh Ive been out of my head for a couple minutes, for a couple miles Made the hair stand up on my neck On a knife edge, comin at me for my crimes Got a mind that can leave you locked inside Ive been out of my cage Tryna figure out ways I can make you pay, but still I got pain, it never feels enough I wanna live on the dark side of your love Cause you got me down bad, down bad, your deep desire Carve my name on your soul, then I walk through the fire Your voice so clear, like you say my name You got mе runnin for my life like this shit was a game Got mе down bad, down bad to feel your touch You put my body through pain and I confuse it with love Your voice so clear, like you say my name You got me runnin for my life like this shit was a game Ayy, still ridin with this Glock on me, got a body on it, add another one Dont run from niggas, I hop out and I wet shit up like a water gun My opps know I got big nuts, I fuck around, drop another one Leave the opp block with my chain on, nigga know I came to slaughter somethin Wanna gamble with your life, nigga, gon roll the dice, better not crap out Word on the street, Triple ridin with them same guns, all black out Nigga thought he caught me slippin til them pistols got to rippin, thought he had me mapped out Fuck around and catch him on the backstreet, Ima smash on him then smash out Treat a nigga like a golf course, Ima fuck around, put a hole in him One thing bout Big Triple, I aint never ever feared no nigga Really startin to think Im paralyzed cause I dont really feel no nigga Fore you play with me, you better strategize, Triple play the game cutthroat, nigga Cause you got me down bad, down bad to feel your touch You put my body through pain and I confuse it with love Your voice so clear, like you say my name You got me runnin for my life like this shit was a game Ima let you pick your poison Slaughter Gang and PDE them deadly forces I could never cuff a bitch, I love havin choices I make all my hoes swallow, I dont give endorsements With this stick, I do em down bad , where the damn cash? Strip a nigga broad day, I dont even need a mask Treat this shit like Jigsaw, I torture him, then I kill his ass Niggas like to pig out with the cops, Ima butch his ass Nigga play crazy, get hit with the stick Ima let him meet a slug if he jump or flinch She thought it was love, but it wasnt shit Im so Slaughter Gang, I cant cuff a bitch Cause you got me down bad, down bad to feel your touch You put my body through pain and I confuse it with love Your voice so clear, like you say my name You got me runnin for my life like this shit was a game Im a bad guy Try me, nigga, we gon pull them MACs out Hundred-round drum, nigga, Im mad now Ask bout H-Dog, he aint gon back down You just a sad clown Jigsaw keep a saw and I keep weapon But if I hit him with the Drac, it gon be deadly I caught him down bad, took his necklace I know you heard about the 6, yeah, we steppin Aint no switch sides Them opp-ass niggas just be dickridin Shoot his ass in the face, now he crosseyed But thats what happen when you get caught down bad, though Never catch me goin out sad, ho Cause you got me down bad, down bad to feel your touch You put my body through pain and I confuse it with love Your voice so clear, like you say my name You got me runnin for my life like this shit was a game How many times? How many times? Its true Go up and down paintin pictures up with you Dont make me stay here in a nightmare Cant play a game if theres no dice there Ive been out of my cage Tryna figure out ways I can make you pay, but still I got pain, it never feels enough I wanna live on the dark side of your love You got me down bad, down bad, your deep desire Carve my name on your soul, then I walk through the fire Your voice so clear, like you say my name You got me runnin for my life like this shit was a game

Diamonds real clear Never drink beer I prefer lean, my dear Eight hoes wit me like Santa Claus deers Im gon fly outta here Butt like deer I drink Voss I aint never drove an Impa—nah Pinky ring is a star Young nigga buyin out the bar, yeah The top go away Get me a bottle Pop it and spray it in his face Why the big bubble every baby, uh Why the big bezel very amaze, yeah Buy the big bezel every baby, uh Why the big bezel very baby, ooh So many spots, got you dazed So many spots like a maze Gotta see the plantation, its amazin I need 500 trustees All my diamonds got a cravin, huh Got the bitch a spot in Brookhaven, huh Diamonds so wet like I bathe em, yeah Nuts too big to be scary, yeah Psychic like Thats So Raven, yeah Shot a fuck nigga in his face , not a raid All these feds tryna raid, yeah Flipping these bitches, Johnny Cage Bitches wanna fuck a bitch bae Bitches steady with the bang bang Bitches wanna fuck night and day This aint for you no shade First I was ugly, now Im lame Bitches wanna have a baby They say I look good and smell the same Dawg you better guard your wave, yeah Rap niggas watching my page, yeah Yeah, pussy smell good like ooh, ooh Bald head pussy got a shave Good music playin through Dres Ima take the diamonds and wash my face, yeah Bitch Im gettin fresh in my sleep, yeah Aint out rockin no Js, yeah Star on my Nike, today Gorilla pants and they Bape Im havin a marvellous day Hop in the Rarri, go major I dont play games, 2K I cant have one bae These bitches they want a be around me Cause they know I make em slay, hey 21 21 Nigga I drop my top Nigga I flood my watch Fuck it ima flood my thots Got a hunnid on me nigga right now Two guns put a nigga on the prowl Nigga put stones on cabbage And it got too many karats Nigga I aint never gettin married Nigga I aint goin to no Jared Nigga I aint never been scary Every nigga around me carryin Got the Glock on me With the dick on it Yo main bitch smell like fish dont it I just sent the motherfuckin hit homie Gotta whisper cause he might just snitch on ya Shoot a missle nigga, we gon blitz em nigga She just sucked me up, and you kissed her nigga I cant go nowhere if I aint got a pistol nigga Bout my money its gon be a fucking issue nigga You a cat burglar, I do real murders I got real shooters, they gon really murk you Put that dick inside her stomach and it hurt her nigga I spent 35 racks on her purse nigga Got a A-R with a 3 round burst nigga Slaughter Gang we done put em in a hearse nigga Pussy boy you aint no gangster cause you curse nigga You aint no killer cause you sold a lil work nigga Ill put yo favorite rapper on a shirt nigga If I could Id slap yo ass through this verse nigga

Slide back the van door 21 Savage I got choppas like commander 100 round drum I aint running out of ammo Pull up on a pussy nigga block dressed in camo Babe nigga, Im an ape nigga Get inside that pyrex bowl and then I scrape nigga Got a bad bitch Im about to paint her face nigga I got some white for that lil bitch it aint toothpaste nigga Baby mama love sucking big cock Bitch I make that murder music this aint Hip Hop Fox 5 Gang Fox 5 Gang Whole lot of 30s around the breaking news gang Black Ku Klux Klan Black Ku Klux Klan Got that choppa kicking niggas like Jackie Chan Most wanted Klan Most wanted gang Love to toe tag young savage killed your man Im in 187 Im with Big Flock Young savage bitch I keep a big Glock Fox 5 Gang Fox 5 Gang Better tuck your chain nigga this Fox 5 Gang Bitch Im Glocka Glocka I came with 21 I just swapped my 36 for a Glock 21 It aint got a 30 clip but it hold 21 And Ant got 30 years that fool aint even 20 something Vest up on me that shit look like Cumberbun  Drum in the 26 it look like a honey bun Shoot your brother send his ass to his mother, and now she praying that I dont find her other son  Knife up on the baby choppa its Cuttin them Draco need 100, 50 wasnt Cuttin it Cant hold your water like a fish then we gutter you All a nigga see is green like Im Buttercup Wait wait nigga  You cant escape nigga We the black KKk because we hate niggas Off of 6 percocets cant stay awake nigga My niggas shooting more shots than you 2k niggas

Connected just like what? Connected just like hotspots 21, woo, ya 21, uh, ya, yaa 21, 21, 21 Connected just like hotspots Dont come on my block, its a hot spot One way in an one way out You say that you trappin, we see what you bout Connected like hotspots Connected like hotspots Connected like hotspots Connected like hotspots Burn a nigga, thats a hotspot Standing on bricks like its hopscotch The block is hot, I got connections everywhere like hotspots Im cookin up dope in the kitchen I leave the crumbs for the pigeons These niggas be praying and wishin But me, I get up and go get it I walk around with the thirty Im pourin up fours and Im thirsty You know that these bitches be thirsty Burglar bar doors when Im servin I really came from the streets I used to run from police We not gon play with the beef We pull up with sticks and we eat I done came a long way My momma, she told me to pray I used to sleep with them roaches Now, Im playin with the K Connected just like hotspots Dont come on my block, its a hot spot One way in an one way out You say that you trappin, we see what you bout Connected like hotspots Connected like hotspots Connected like hotspots Connected like hotspots Burn a nigga, thats a hotspot Standing on bricks like its hopscotch The block is hot, I got connections everywhere like hotspots I was on the block before the rap Servin niggas in my culdesac Mini-14 with the shoulder strap Case a pussy nigga wanna act I used to be broke, but aint goin back Now we makin movies, cinematic I focus on money, dont worry bout bitches Im in love with money, we so attached Round up my money, more haters start comin I got some millions an Im still humble Locked up in cells and I couldnt do shit And I swear to God, man, I was feelin lonely Even though that I got millions, I still keep the forty It gotta stay on me I dont give a fuck if you run your mouth I swear Im goin out like Im Tony Connected just like hotspots Dont come on my block, its a hot spot One way in an one way out You say that you trappin, we see what you bout Connected like hotspots Connected like hotspots Connected like hotspots Connected like hotspots Burn a nigga, thats a hotspot Standing on bricks like its hopscotch The block is hot, I got connections everywhere like hotspots

Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah The streets cold-hearted, aint no feelin there  Maulin out back, yeah, they killin there Im a rapper now, but I was dealin there I know you wanna be served by a millionaire Still would get you hit if I was a billionaire Pull up to the Gucci store to chill in there Spent so much, they let me bring my stick in there They hide their nannies just for when my children there Legend status, dog, Im a goat AK sink you like Titanic, the banana boat I could spend ten million, still wouldnt be broke Said she wanna fuck again, let her hit my bro Actin like she didnt do it, she must think Im slow Way to player, I dont got time to chase no ho Bust down, skeleton, AP, white gold, aint no rose Last nigga try to go against this shit got hit in the nose Last nigga try to go against this shit got pita rolled I aint lookin for no handout, nigga, I dont need a loan You a little female, dog, I know you need a bone She keep calling me, tellin me, Bring my pita home Brand new Rari, brand new Lambo, Aventador Kill his partner, fuck his bitch, feelin sore Put my whip in sport so I could feel it more Pop a Percocet so I can drill it more All my cars expensive, girls say Im handsome I dont take her shoppin , she gon throw a tantrum Ass shots on a Phantom , ass shots on my denim Money cant even fit em , all the models dig em Migo plugs I hit em , he a plate, we bit em Slaughter Gang gon get em , 4L gang, gon get em Me and my chopper got history Ak-47 blow a kiss for me You aint from the 6, then you a lick to me Please dont come around ridin dick to me Most of these rappers really a bitch to me Actin like they grew up hittin licks with me If you aint gang, you aint shit to me I feel like the top is where Im meant to be Pillow talkin, thats just like a snitch to me Get some food at Cheetah and your bitch with me Niggas goin broke tryna stick with me Your pockets tellin you you puttin a dent in me I got all my chains on, I got all my chains I got all my chains on, I got all my chains I got all my rings on, I got all my rings I got all my rings on, I got all my rings I done blowed the brains off, I done blowed the brains I done blowed the brains off, I done blowed the brains Diamonds made a rain storm, I done made it rain I got all my chains on, I got all my chains

Do something to make me feel good Only thing make me feel good is a body  I like money  But Im not havin materialistic thoughts All my life, Im chasin money, and so Im havin my way All my life, I was chasin money, so now Im havin my way And these bitches on my dick, tell em, Come get a taste Im a young rich nigga, bitch, you know I came a long way I was packin pistols every day, check out my status And I got a lot of money, you can check out my karats And I keep them shooters with me, say the word, they gon blast you Man, this shit will get nasty Yeah, sticks get to clappin, they dont want no smoke Niggas always callin po-po when I kill they folk And you know they gotta free one of my dawgs on that death row On that death row , yeah Yall niggas really dont know what we done been through The shit that we done done just to get here, man, you wouldnt knew Uh-uh, gotta keep it low-key in these streets, always packin heat And I know these niggas work with 12, they the police Man, you know that shit get under my skin, hate the police Guess we wasnt raised the same way, he dont know me If you think you tryin the Big Slime, got to show me Hoin them, it aint no ho in me if they didnt know me All my life, Im chasin money, and so Im havin my way All my life, I was chasin money, so now Im havin my way And these bitches on my dick, tell em, Come get a taste Im a young rich nigga, bitch, you know I came a long way I was packin pistols every day, check out my status And I got a lot of money, you can check out my karats And I keep them shooters with me, say the word, they gon blast you Man, this shit will get nasty Ive been robbin niggas, takin shit since back in the day All my life, I been a criminal, and crime does pay When them Hellcats pull up, dont get hit with a stray Cause that shit can get nasty, shot in the face Couple niggas wanna try me, but they dont wanna die Cause I dropped money on you like you rained out the sky You know I gotta get the last lick, its eye for an eye They gon wrap you in plastic Watch them niggas reminiscin, tell em, Get off my dick Since you remember so much, dont forget you a bitch I was on my dick, nobody wanted to throw Gucci shit I was young, broke, and ashy All my life, Im chasin money, and so Im havin my way All my life, I was chasin money, so now Im havin my way And these bitches on my dick, tell em, Come get a taste Im a young rich nigga, bitch, you know I came a long way I was packin pistols every day, check out my status And I got a lot of money, you can check out my karats And I keep them shooters with me, say the word, they gon blast you Man, this shit will get nasty Drum on the sticky , xtendo on the blicky I dont talk on phones cause I know these niggas Mickies All these rappers bitchy, Big 4L, we run the city Savage rockin them VVs, all these diamonds got me nippy He finally got some money, think he tough, now he in a bag Swear I need some new opps cause my old opps keep on throwin flags Pull up in your hood, blow it down, jump in the car and smash Credit good with all the killers, I put bodies on my tab Got-got your hood in my blunt , M in the trunk Richard on my wrist when they playin tunk I dont fake pump , bust him like a bump We at the bottom of the hill with them choppers in the front All my life, Im chasin money, and so Im havin my way All my life, I was chasin money, so now Im havin my way And these bitches on my dick, tell em, Come get a taste Im a young rich nigga, bitch, you know I came a long way I was packin pistols every day, check out my status And I got a lot of money, you can check out my karats And I keep them shooters with me, say the word, they gon blast you Man, this shit will get nasty

Spicy Yeah Fore I take a nap , fore I go to sleep Count a hunnid racks while Im praying on my knees Choppa with the 50, wicker make the bitch breathe Never snitching, never switching, nigga, nigga please Throwin up the Gs, throwing up a couple Ps Aint going outside, nigga, you dont read? Everybody having paper, aint nobody greedy Thotties in the room, I deny em, they cannot eat me I keep talking bout her cause Im missing Pistol Peezy Juju on my shoulder, you a angel, watch the demons Throw him in the pit, he screamin Ah for hyenas Shoulda thought about it, watch your mouth when you see me Please dont talk, send them shooters out, pop, beam em We aint tuckin chains, we got too much Aquafina You cant come up in my trap, at the door, you get a screenin When the money involved, it summon all the heathens Jesus, please speak to me, I need some reason She be teasin, I miss the one Im kissin on the weekend Only got one shot, you want my spot, I come and eat you So much money that the government think we do treason Policin, niggas pulling up to the precinct Anemic, diamonds walkin through the mall, leanin Me and the five like Kel and Kenan Shit was fucked up, we were stuck in Vienna Mastering my flow, this shit is sick, pneumonia My flow abnormal, put you in a coma A stick and stoner, money make me horny Pull up, stake banana cookie in the mornin Money that we makin aint regular degular Roll up a Backwood and I been smoking on medical Matchin with the jewerly, with the cars, etcetera We go to war, we pull up with the metal up Checks, more checks, more checks, check the schedule Lord help me put up, my money up Pulling my strings, strings, get my bungee up I dont wanna hit the bitch, let my buddy fuck Rollin up the purple punch and it got a must Bases loaded, Im the batter-up I dont fold, I just ladder up Different caliber, different algebra I got, money signs on calendars The Urus, real fast I handle her No curing, the Instagram is killing us They not feelin us , tryna finish us My eyes are wide open, I see em plot Im fine, I bought the Lambo and bought the truck Denied them lies cause you fucked up Im wise, I get the bag, double up Fore I take a nap , fore I go to sleep Count a hunnid racks while Im praying on my knees Choppa with the 50, wicker make the bitch breathe Never snitching, never switching, nigga, nigga please Throwin up the Gs, throwing up a couple Ps Aint going outside, nigga, you dont read? Everybody having paper, aint nobody greedy Thotties in the room, I deny em, they cannot eat me I keep talking bout her cause Im missing Pistol Peezy Juju on my shoulder, you a angel, watch the demons Throw him in the pit, he screamin Ah for hyenas Shoulda thought about it, watch your mouth when you see me Please dont talk, send them shooters out, pop, beam em We aint tuckin chains, we got too much Aquafina You cant come up in my trap, at the door, you get a screenin When the money involved, it summon all the heathens Im a young shot-caller, hit placer Bad bitch taker, AK-slangin-ass gangster White flags, nigga, we dont hang em Two gun gang, twin Glocks, nigga, Im flamin Shoulda been a teacher how I get you white chalk Loyal to the gang, I can never get bought Stay up out the streets, you need to use the sidewalk Bitches clout-chasing, I cant fuck a bitch raw Rappin all that rah-rah, nigga got robbed I can see right through you, pussy boy, you not hard When the gang slide, everybody get scarred Slumped over, police thought that nigga popped a bar We dont type on keyboards, we shoot choppas Ask around the city, deuces, I aint never copped em Savage way too solid, I dont lie and I dont gossip Came from the gutter, now all the bad bitches top me Bought a new coupe and the top saying, Drop me Dissing me, you better off just saying, Savage, drop me Way too authentic, pussy boys cant copy Knife tatted in his face, that mean he got a body Two bad bitches doing the 69, free Shotti Show my Richard Mill, I dont gotta show my ID Nigga wrote a statement and he picked you out a ID We aint stopping til your whole gang on a IV Fore I take a nap , fore I go to sleep Count a hunnid racks while Im praying on my knees Choppa with the 50, wicker make the bitch breathe Never snitching, never switching, nigga, nigga please Throwin up the Gs, throwing up a couple Ps Aint going outside, nigga, you dont read? Everybody having paper, aint nobody greedy Thotties in the room, I deny em, they cannot eat me I keep talking bout her cause Im missing Pistol Peezy Juju on my shoulder, you a angel, watch the demons Throw him in the pit, he screamin Ah for hyenas Shoulda thought about it, watch your mouth when you see me Please dont talk, send them shooters out, pop, beam em We aint tuckin chains, we got too much Aquafina You cant come up in my trap, at the door, you get a screenin When the money involved, it summon all the heathens

Issa, issa, issa Issa Kylie, might be Jenner, hol up Lets fight about it, hol up, she leave wit the winner, hol up Issa, issa, issa Issa Issa, issa, issa Issa Issa knife, dawg I got stripes, dawg Whats in that Wraith, Savage? Its some white, dawg Its some nose-wipe , thats a slime Chopper singin , Ginuwine Im on Air One , issa nine On Gresham road , all the time I be cheatin , she be cryin She tell the truth, I be lyin Issa paintin , half a ticket Issa Kylie , might be Jenner, hol up Issa jet , issa check Issa savage , now she wet Issa Pyrex , I got crack Got a coolin system, issa Tec If your bitch spend the night, issa sex If your watch aint cost a hundred, it aint shit Issa X , its respect If she dont check em , issa next Issa slice , yes or not Only one body , issa squash Im out the gutter, dawg, nigga, Im real raw Nigga I got real hitters Issa gravedigger Nigga, Im real raw Issa babysitter Oh, thats a real kiddie? Nigga, thats a real stripper I see whiskers, he scared, issa pig Could’ve been had em, talk to Rika instead Tremendous pool, issa livin room We tigers in the streets, bitch, tycoon Nigga, issa Patek, nigga, issa necklace Nigga, issa knife, came for a slice Better get right, nigga get diced Never tell the truth, issa lie Issa 21 , issa Jeff Issa profit, dawg , issa net I watched you go sell four million, issa stretch You gave somethin to the cops, issa sketch Issa drawin , issa foreign This look fun , that looks borin Girl, stop textin me so much, issa nnoying Issa bloody LaFerrari, issa fortune Issa 40 , issa 30 Issa Dessy , yall not ready Issa nail polish , bitch Im petty Issa ton of these , Six God heavy Issa YSL , issa PDE Thats my old ting , issa TBT Issa tax bracket , issa Stoney jacket World is mine now , its on Tony status Issa, issa, issa, issa, issa Issa, issa Issa Issa, issa, issa Issa Issa, issa, issa Issa Issa, issa

My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks My plug just threw me a brick And we took that shit to the bricks My niggas in love with them choppers These pistols aint running from shit My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks My plug just threw me a brick And we took that shit to the bricks My niggas in love with them choppers These pistols aint running from shit My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks Nigga pull up with them sticks Roll the windows down and hit Sex, money, murder, 2 guns, I cant wait to flip me a clip Bitch I love the way I drill Pour a 4 and then I sip I just went and bought a drink up, gave it to my nigga Tip Lil Flip game over I want money like Im Hova Pyrex pot and baking soda Tryna make it jump over Wrap a nigga like a roller Mac a make you do the hollup My chopper sleeping on the bed, Im fucking bitches on the sofa My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks My plug just threw me a brick And we took that shit to the bricks My niggas in love with them choppers These pistols aint running for shit My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks My plug just threw me a brick And we took that shit to the bricks My niggas in love with them choppers These pistols aint running for shit My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas might break down a brick You know we aint fronting you shit Im making money just like Meech Got a Rollie on my wrist Chopper make a nigga flip Traffiking, taking trips Or catching plays with lil grip 223 on my hip FN E and 2 clips These pistols aint running for shit My niggas in love with them sticks They said we aint gon run in your shit You slip, we gon slide in your bitch Slaughtergang in your pub gang All my niggas high risk My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks My plug just threw me a brick And we took that shit to the bricks My niggas in love with them choppers These pistols aint running for shit My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks My plug just threw me a brick And we took that shit to the bricks My niggas in love with them choppers These pistols aint running for shit My niggas pull up with them sticks My niggas pull up with them sticks

Used to being on the road Now we rolling hella dope My girl and life, she strike a pose Errytime you see er bro Front pay centerfold Not the token niggas though We them niggas niggas know Keep it pimpin figure roll Iced out nigga rope Heavy way to Cuban, oh Sit this good, you just need a clone Run this house, my Adidas on Smoked out, young along Boy, you broke, you could use a loan Sitting pretty, got them titties Margarets room, we been gettin it on Shell Toes kicked out MAC, Glock, smear it out Fuck, skrt off Yikes, yeeks, pints, peace Spade, who got them sweet-sixteens? Double-dutch, and hoes used to jumpin Troubled world, and my music bustin Fuck the word, yeah, we used to thuggin Got a chain, gotta make it something Why you frontin? Need for-real budget Gold for gold, might as well, fuck it Slubbin always tryna sell somethin Actin if these nigga mail somethin That fame shit got a cough My new thing count a boss You know we gettin it, aint gotta floss Roamin through the city, I was lost Where was you, man, you never call On the phone, know when labels call Bless the streets, I got a sacred heart You know what they gon say Whatever they feel like, cos you gon do the same Whenever you feel like you gotta know who they gon blame Had to learn how to move Couple vultures in the room Had to learn how to use my tools Gods great, Im great, yeah Celebrate everyday, pray Thank god for today, ay Earn another 8-ball, the nother half talkin bout the bay I just need a Benz, I need askin For a dare, yeah I got a word You aint have to work, but you gotta work Gotta show your daddys work, woo Reminiscing we was on the perc Fresh trippin, he was on them percs Goose trippin, me above the worst I miss my nigga, shoulda called him first Fuck, fuck nigga got rap no more That shit was five, bro This might bring the hood back in itself My shit only Slugg maggin 808 the motherfuckin Mafia, nigga Im a recovering undercover over-lover Recovering from a love I cant get over

30, you a fool for this one EarDrummers Mike Will Made-It Young nigga ballin’ like Curry, bitch keep stalkin’ my jewelry Sixes all on the curb and know a young nigga swervin’ All my young niggas lurkin’, bitch get messy on purpose With my bitch she still flirtin’, what’s a dick? That’s a thirty I ain’t fuckin’ wit no crab bitch, baby pull that cash out huh Pull that cash out, baby this your last shot I ain’t fuckin’ wit no pussy nigga, who gon be tearin’ out? You gon be tearin’ out, you ain’t gon bust nann shot I can’t believe these pussy nigga tryna beef about this hoe This a freak, this ain’t ya hoe, you ain’t street boy, you’s a hoe I was tryna find out how fuck that he came through the hole How the fuck da spot got hot, found a leak went through ya hole You been pillow talkin’ woe, real killa talkin’ cold Real nigga talkin’ codes, I say jigga, that’s a low Got a jugga in DC, got fight that jigga off in court So many jugg, I need a bankroll just like Hov Send a bankroll, not these hoes Rest easy Bankroll, still my bro Gotta stay on tippy toe , goin this way way up on you hoes Damn right off in this bitch, I’ll put this K up on her bro I was just tryna get money, you tryna fade the draco Young nigga ballin’ like Curry, bitch keep stalkin’ my jewelry Sixes all on the curb and know a young nigga swervin’ All my young niggas lurkin’, bitch get messy on purpose With my bitch she still flirtin’, what’s a dick? That’s a thirty I ain’t fuckin’ wit no crab bitch, baby pull that cash out huh Pull that cash out, baby this your last shot I ain’t fuckin’ wit no pussy nigga, who gon be tearin’ out? You gon be tearin’ out, you ain’t gon bust nann shot Pussy nigga thought that he was mob, he just a mascot Young Vito way, rookie of the year like Prescott I got young killas, just like Curry, they don’t miss a shot They don’t miss a shot, I send em straight up through ya spot Nigga had da nerve to ask Lil’ 1 bout a pussy ass bitch That hoe don’t belong to me or you, that hoe belong straight to dick These hoes belong straight to dick, I’ma young nigga from the bricks Ain’t got feelings for a bitch unless she tryna get me rich Money, power, respect though, pullin up by the bankroll Want some problems? Ain’t think so, want some smoke? Ain’t think so Hangin out with them dracos, walkin up with them dracos Mob for life that’s the way it goes, cross ya out that’s the way it go Young nigga ballin’ like Curry, bitch keep stalkin’ my jewelry Sixes all on the curb and know a young nigga swervin’ All my young niggas lurkin’, bitch get messy on purpose With my bitch she still flirtin’, what’s a dick? That’s a thirty I ain’t fuckin’ wit no crab bitch, baby pull that cash out huh Pull that cash out, baby this your last shot I ain’t fuckin’ wit no pussy nigga, who gon be tearin’ out? You gon be tearin’ out, you ain’t gon bust nann shot, pussy December Ayo Troub, get at me bruh, its Mike WiLL, Im at the yo. It was me callin from that 404 number man like. This my new number bruh, get at me, Im at the yo

Two banana clips and they taped up Cut the stove on and let it cake up  Hit it with the cold water til it lock up Hot water make it lock a little faster Im so Slaughter Gang, Im prayin to my dagger Started rappin for the money, Im a trapper Internet thug, he a gangsta on Way too many diamonds, put my chains backwards Aint game, I dont Aint no disrespect, 4L, aight Thats all I know We dont play the radio, on my momma Thats all I know Fuck a handgun send the heat with a chopstick Big bullets start then he got stumped in a moshpit Gun aint got no safety, one in the head, on cop shit Yeah I make a lotta hits songs but I drop shit Nigga put some money on my head, cause I take shit Put some ass shots on the AR, it go ape shit And Im 21 4L, aint no fake shit I dont hang around no leg shooters, nigga we face shit Slid inside your bitch but I was mindin my business She aint had no titties, so I bought her some titties Grill fucked up, I took straight to the dentist Say she want some food so we just skrrt to a Wendys Many men want me dead, got me feelin like 50 You went and wrote a statement, so we call you a Mickey Keep a 4-5 Nicki, dont get hit with the blicky And if you want some smoke, we got that shit by the chimney Bitch, my youngin got a body at just fifteen Promethazine, bloody red, like its I just ball up, paid for seven more lean Dont touch my co cause Ima flash, bitch you know me I be treatin that dope like its proteine Wherever Im at Im just waitin for the pop off I let some shots off Finna play, bitch Im whippin that Glock off Who the fuck taught yall? Dont walk over cause lil boy, we dont know yall Young nigga come from like a smoke town And I still ride around with the four pound You sendin shots and we sendin them back, we go battle for battle for that Try to run nigga shottin your back We gon run up and get your shit cracked Im just lookin for a slime, I get that ass, dont pay no cash and drop her off at Sacks When its time to go war Im gon go all out These bitch ass niggas tryna blow some smoke and straight blowed down Jump in a crowd full of drank up, I dont follow Let one chain come from out my neck, we shoot these dawgs down 4K, Trey, Northside Aint nobody safe, bitch ass niggas We put guns to the face I aint really worried bout you niggas How the fuck you niggas gon beef with you? You aint killed a man If we take your shit, nigga, you cant get it back You got two Ms and you are rich, nigga Yeah lets be exact Try to tax me and you get whipped, nigga, we dont go for that Try to run up with my shit, nigga, leave your ass dead

Yo Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here? I got bad habits, thrown cash on the thots Way too grown to throw a punch, bitch, I throw shots Went to middle school, deuce-five in my lock Went hollow to VC, DC, got it hot Ima jump the fence if they ask for my ID Last nigga T-R-Y me, on the IV Seven, six, five, four, three, 21, me When I was a youngin, stayed in Eagle, run in BC Central Drive where I got my first 223 Handin out shots, he got four, and she got two or three Ran hot box, 1500, we got two or three Peelin with a. flat head, yeah, I was on it Stealin honey buns out the store, I was a youngin Slammed down this pump on your head, Andre Drummond Face card, fucked up, want nobody from it Face down, ass up, put it in her stomach Im on 30s, bitch, and I think Im boutta vomit I got fish scale, and it look like cum Used to whip the work, and I put that on my money Savage, Al Capone, hit a nigga with the Tommy Dumb shit, feelin like Osama, I might bomb shit Baby daddy broke, so I guess he on his bum shit Dumb rich, need a Percocet just to function This bitch got me twisted, she think Im spaghetti junction Switchin up my hoes, like I change my clothes Switchin up my hoes, like I change my clothes Switchin up my hoes, like I change my clothes Switchin up my hoes, like I change my clothes Baby, give me throat, let a nigga poke Your baby daddy broke, I fronted him his dough I hit you on the low , cause he is not is my bro I dont trust you hoes , leave your iPhones at the door

Ima break you off, let me be your motivation To stay and give it tonight And, baby, turn around, let me give you innovation , hey , Cause I do it so right One look was all it took , she know what to do I swear she read me like a book Be my motivation. when I come home she gon cook Took her from my ex, they like Savage you a crook I rap for a living so she know Im off the hook Use to be a dog in the past, now Im good Shes a popstar, I got it hanging in the hood Call her Home Depot, I fill her up with wood Play with her, you get smoke, capeesh, understood? Louis slides , got Chanel purse on every one of my bags Brand new Spider, drop the top, let her drive Don’t be too flirty when I bring you ‘round the guys Dont take it personal, baby, sometimes I be shy Im a Libra, they say all we do is lie You cant hear the rumors when youre this high in the sky If you cant touch the ground, we compliment each other, fly Ima break you off, let me be your motivation To stay and give it tonight And, baby, turn around, let me give you innovation Hey, cause I do it so right Think about it, ooh, I think about it Think about it, ooh, take a look at me now Hey, a little motivation, alright You got a bad one, baby, dont you? Got a bad one, baby, dont you? And we both know theres no One better, boy, no one better, boy Too late, wont make it, Ima tell em Get you naked, but I wont tell em Cause you know that theres no One better, boy, no one better, boy Fallin into the bed Why would we ever do somethin instead of Fallin into the bed right now? Eh, right now, now Ima break you off, let me be your motivation To stay and give it tonight And, baby, turn around, let me give you innovation Hey, cause I do it so right Think about it, ooh, I think about it Think about it, ooh, take a look at me now Hey, a little motivation, alright Hey, oh A little motivation Oh Ima break you off, let me be your motivation To stay and give it tonight And, baby, turn around, let me give you innovation Hey, cause I do it so right Think about it, ooh, I think about it Think about it, ooh, take a look at me now Hey, a little motivation, alright Oh Oh

21, Gucci gang Savage wear a whole lot of Gucci, mane Savage got a whole lot of shooters, mane Savage got shooters on the roof, mane Savage got shooters in the booth, mane Thats it right there, Gnealz This nigga talkin crazy bout who, mane? Shot a pussy nigga in his tooth, mane Ooh, Bi-Bighead on the beat Lil Pump, Guwop Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Spend three racks on a new chain My bitch love do cocaine, ooh I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name I cant buy a bitch no wedding ring Rather go and buy Balmains Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Spend three racks on a new chain My bitch love do cocaine, ooh I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh I cant buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Call me El Gato Guwop or Mustafa the 3rd Back in the day they was callin me Ray Run with the yay, drum on the K Fuck with Lil Pump, you get shot in the face Gucci the gang so we watchin the snakes Made me eight mil so I bought her a Wraith Two shows in a day, brick on the plate L.A. to the A then its back to the Bay Gucci gang, eskimo, froze like the North Pole Jumpin out the whip just to pose in my Gucci robe Woke up in the picture, Bam Bam Bigelow Gucci Mane a jiggalo, diamonds in my Figaro Oh you know what, bro? I aint even know Walkin out the Gucci store, bout to spend a hundred so Lil bitty bitch, with a big booty though She a dancer but a grade A student though Pump went to Harvard, well fuck it, Im goin to Yale Free Meek Mill, free all my niggas in jail Gucci to death, Im really a gang by myself Feelin myself, tuck in my shirt, show off my belt Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Spend three racks on a new chain My bitch love do cocaine, ooh I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh I cant buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Gucci gang, Louis gang, Fendi gang Savage wear a whole lot of mothafuckin anything Fuck a wedding ring, side bitch, main bitch Your bitch, his bitch, Savage fuckin everything Got a snake on my collar, I aint rockin no diamonds Yall lil niggas poppin, thats chump change Got an FN and a Draco But I still fucked around and hit him with the lil pump, mane I Saint Laurent my garments, lil bitch, pardon me You still stay with your mama, lil bitch, pardon me I run through the money like it grow on trees You cant afford new hair, you like to hold on weave Double cup red, huh, just to match my Rari, huh I dont even drive it, spent a quarter just to park it Gucci on my daughter, and she still a toddler She can barely talk but she know that her dad a baller Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Spend three racks on a new chain My bitch love do cocaine, ooh I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh I cant buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Got a lil pump under the Gucci, mane Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Was yellin Ha way before Juvi, mane Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Gucci gang, Gucci gang Kufi gang, diamonds all blue like Hoover gang Nipsey, Snoop and them Gucci gang, boomerang, made the block hot Came through, went popped down south of Gucci Mane French had the franchise With a Franchize Boyz white tee, you aint like me Nah, you aint like me You ride the wave, you aint like me Cop some chains, you aint like me Made a hook, you aint like me Bills aint bills, a nigga like me Before the Gucci gang was the Gucci Mane Couldnt see my life through a Gucci frame Seven pills, Act in my system They gave Max life in the system Servin raw like sushi gang Throw you off a Wyclef like Fugee gang Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Spend three racks on a new chain My bitch love do cocaine, ooh I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh I cant buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Spend three racks on a new chain My bitch love do cocaine, ooh I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh I cant buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang

Ive been fuckin hoes and poppin pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar All my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin like a Rasta Fuckin with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, man, them the shottas When my homies pull up on your block They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin, dont give a damn Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in Sayin, Im with the band Now she actin outta pocket, tryna grab up on my pants Hundred bitches in my trailer say they aint got a man And they all brought a friend Ive been fuckin hoes and poppin pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar Feel just like a rockstar Ive been pop Ive been pop Ive been in the Hills fuckin superstars Feelin like a popstar Drankin Henny, bad bitches jumpin in the pool And they aint got on no bra Hit her from the back, pullin on her tracks And now she screamin out, ¡No más! They like, Savage, why you got a twelve car garage And you only got six cars? Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin, dont give a damn Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in Sayin, Im with the band Now she actin outta pocket, tryna grab up on my pants Hundred bitches in my trailer say they aint got a man And they all brought a friend Ive been poppin pillies feel just like a rockstar Man, I feel just like a rockstar Feel just like a rockstar Ive been pop Ive been pop

Laflex!!..... Skrt Skrt.....Yeah Baby girl imma smoka, lay you down then I stroke ya, 45 no holster, riding in a Range Rover, came down from Magnolia damn I meant to say Georgia, whip the work like a motor, fuck nigga I dont know ya Backwoods got me feeling good, 4 grams in a swisher sweet, blowing all this money hella fast couldve sworn I was Big Meech, and my shawty got a Georgia peach, she let me stuff a couple grams in it, if a nigga talking crazy catch him lacking had to put a couple rounds in him, I be smoking on that Amsterdam, hot boxing in the uber van damn I meant to say Range Rover, all this weed hard to stay sober, bad bitch imma lay her down then next imma stroke her, in the kitchen with the pots and pans tryna whip a new rover, took some twins on a double date fingered one fucked the other face, imma savage cause I gotta have it promethazine pills and the passion, crack a seal then po away ak for a throw away, baby girl imma smoka but you knew that from the get away Baby girl imma smoka, lay you down then I stroke ya, 45 no holster, riding in a Range Rover, came down from Magnolia damn I meant to say Georgia, whip the work like a motor, fuck nigga I dont know ya Fuck nigga I dont know ya, chopper hanging off my shoulder, bitch Im smoking on kush niggas like what the fuck is that odor, Im whipping up work, I see your bitch she gone flirt, Im sipping on syrup somebody pass me a perc, I just went and bought a vert put your favorite rapper on a shirt, I told that bitch that I was in a rush, she gone let me hit her through the skirt, I just hit her then I skrt, niggas lame Steve Urk, we aint smoking on no purp, moon rock moon rock 2 Glock 2 Glock, and I got them 30s in em, we dont hang around them niggas, we too busy counting digits, on the percs got me itching, and my trigger finger itching, got the 30 Scottie Pippen, and you know a nigga pimping Baby girl imma smoka, lay you down then I stroke ya, 45 no holster, riding in a Range Rover, came down from Magnolia damn I meant to say Georgia, whip the work like a motor, fuck nigga I dont know ya

Yah Yah Yah, Yah, Yah We got Elliott engineering man Know Im sayin Young savage in the booth, man Gold all on the keyboard Somebody pray for these niggas I load up and spray on these niggas I keep a K on me nigga I keep a K on me nigga I aint got no love for these bitches Im making blood on these bitches I keep a rubber on me bitch I keep a rubber on me bitch Fifty round drum in that stick Young savage pull up an hit Jewelry on me, yeah, that water shit Tell with the gang, you get slaughtered quick Order bricks and then the order hits Call the Uber, she a boring bitch Want a trap, I got the starter kit I stay with Boot like a Dora bitch Just another bad young nigga from the partments Just another bad young nigga from the partments Just another bad young nigga from the partments Just another bad young nigga from the partments Bitch, I keep a choppa, think I shoulda said a Harley I be in the kitchen whippin white, iCarly I dont play no game, pussy boy, this aint Atari Lying ass rappers, man, Im tired of yo story Lying ass rappers, Fake ass trappers, Young savage pull up, roll the window down and clap you I dont want that fishy, pussy bitch, you smell like Snappers I just poured up four of Activis inside a Snapple .223 itll hit a nigga, look like he got tackled All these Cuban links on me, look like I got shackles I got good finesse, bitch nigga, you got gaffled The way I dunk inside that pussy bitches say I Shaq attack em Bitch nigga, please Gas make me sneeze Got her on her knees Suck till you cant breathe Young savage, yo Pull on yo hoe Pull up to the yoo You can get a O Just another bad young nigga from the partments Just another bad young nigga from the partments Just another bad young nigga from the partments Just another bad young nigga from the partments Bitch, I keep a choppa, think I shoulda said a Harley I be in the kitchen whippin white, iCarly I dont play no game, pussy boy, this aint Atari Lying ass rappers, man, Im tired of yo story

Im that lil nigga that really be trappin All of my niggas they really be cappin All my of my niggas they live for that action Im that lil nigga that pull up in that Aston Im that lil nigga put you up on fashion Im that lil nigga networkin in traffic Im the lil nigga who gon let you have it Shoot like Number 4 from the one from Mavericks Im that lil nigga dumb diamonds like Jerry All of em niggas they talkin like Perry Check out my arm, that bitch got em carats Pocket full of money, the boy got Check out my charm, that bitch is outstandin Im that lil nigga that bitch can expand it See the head cap, made the bitch vanish You the lil nigga who went in All of my hoes, they went in Giuseppe Standin in crowds, we buyin the section All of my niggas they drinkin on texas Im that lil nigga with zips for 11 Might break it down, but bricks Im sellin Trap jumpin like When I have to touch down, a nigga had to sell it Had to fuck a nigga bitch, Im petty Bottom of the watch itll make a nigga jelly Im a shootin guard If a nigga try me then a nigga gon get it Say my name, Imma have a nigga blitzin Im that lil nigga that really be trappin All of my niggas they really be cappin All my of my niggas they live for that action Im that lil nigga that pull up in that Aston Im that lil nigga put you up on fashion Im that lil nigga networkin in traffic Im the lil nigga who gon let you have it Shoot like Number 4 from the one from Mavericks Im that lil nigga that stay with the uzi Im that lil nigga that fuck in Jacuzzi Im that lil nigga that do all the shootin Them SR diamonds make you niggas look goofy VVSin nigga drip on my neck Coolin system, it came with the tec Bitch Im a player, cant pay for my set Look at my wrist and the pussy got wet Money comin like it grew off a tree We wont smoke you niggas callin police Louis V, I let it hold up the heat My bitch at home so Imma fuck in the jeep Im that lil nigga that shot up your house Im that lil nigga that fuck on the couch Im that lil nigga that get in the bowl and Im Im stretchin it out Any problems, we gon air that shit out Tell your baby mama spread this shit out 21 Savage, we poppin em percs When Im poppin em percs I be dickin shit down Im that lil nigga that really be trappin All of my niggas they really be cappin All my of my niggas they live for that action Im that lil nigga that pull up in that Aston Im that lil nigga put you up on fashion Im that lil nigga networkin in traffic Im the lil nigga who gon let you have it Shoot like Number 4 from the one from Mavericks Im that lil nigga dumb diamonds like Jerry All of em niggas they talkin like Perry Check out my arm, that bitch got em carats Pocket full of money, the boy got

C-c-c-c-c Head bitch Give me head bitch Head bitch Give me head bitch Head bitch Give me head bitch Head bitch Give me head bitch I just want some head You cant get no bread Bitch Im tired of ya Yeah Im fucking fed Got blue hundreds on me I wish they was red Man that savage with me He gon leave you dead We just want some head We dont want no pussy Girl that pussy stink Bitch you need a douche Yeah I keep it pushing Keep that shit moving Shoutout to Sonny Digital Shoutout to Metro Boomin Im a real street nigga, got the trap booming Fat Mac, he with me and he fucking with me Yeah we in the kitchen Yeah we cooking chickens We just want some head We dont want that pussy I just want some motherfucking head, ho I just want some motherfucking head, bitch I just want some motherfucking head, ho I just want some motherfucking head, bitch Head bitch Give me head bitch Head bitch Give me head bitch Head bitch Give me head bitch Head bitch Give me head bitch Ima take you way back a long time ago When I met this lil ass stinky ho Bitch tried to ask for King Savage Bitch you cant even hold my baggie Im a real street nigga I dont do marriage And you need a titty job cause them shits sagging Five racks on me got my pants sagging Nick on the beat got the trunk slapping Damn, I just won a Grammy Damn, I just wanna fuck your mammy I just want some motherfucking head ho I just want some motherfucking head bitch

Good job, First All  the bitches want me I  got all the bitches thirsty Got a pop star backstage slurpin She just got engaged, but the bitch still twerkin Pass  her to the gang , pass her to the gang Pass  her to the gang , pass her to the gang Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang Pass  her to the gang , pass her to the gang Hit her in the bathroom, I aint got time to kiss her I didnt go to prom, I couldnt get in with my pistol Hi-Tec red, dog, this aint liquor I  dont smoke Backwoods, bitch, I smoke Swishers She gon lick it up, your bitch wanna lick it up Got a YouTube bitch, finna pick it up Got a bitch with double Ds, finna titty fuck Better call State Farm, Ima hit and run Im a big dog, nigga, you a Scooby snack Got a bitch from Pasadena, ass stupid fat Im on Glenwood Road, right down where the shooters at Let my dog in the room, she say she used to that All the bitches want me I got all the bitches thirsty Got a pop star backstage slurpin She just got engaged, but the bitch still twerkin Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang I chief on the reefer , fuck on the freaks, huh Your bitch is a cheater , why the hell you keep her Say she vegetarian , but she a meat eater This bitch hot and ready , I call her my little Caesar Aint got time to flirt, Ima put it in your skirt Dead fresh, bitch my outfit came with a hearse Savage got a stripper bitch, and Savage got a nurse Savage got her in the bedroom, now she cursed All the bitches want me I got all the bitches thirsty Got a pop star backstage slurpin She just got engaged, but the bitch still twerkin Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang All the bitches want me I got all the bitches thirsty Got a pop star backstage slurpin She just got engaged, but the bitch still twerkin Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang Pass her to the gang , pass her to the gang

Boy dont try your luck tonight Cause man, I got my gang with me And we got them choppas, aint no fightin They gon bang with me Buncha real hittas, theyll even take the case with me I aint like these other rappers Pussy dont you play with me Boy dont try your luck tonight Cause man, I got my gang with me And we got them choppas, aint no fightin They gon bang with me Buncha real hittas, theyll even take the case with me I aint like these other rappers Pussy dont you play with me Four niggas in a stolen whip Lotta guns and a lotta clips Bout to slide thru a niggas strip Cause he did some things that I cant forget Home ride, aint no rappin No music just lowin rachets Only thing on my niggas mind Is murder, death, and someone snitchin Bout to park up on the strip Booty all up on my hip Walk down, no drive-bys Gotta make sure this pussy get hit Make sure the burner has clips Pop like a punk then I dip It aint over, had to spend it, bend it Hit up every witness I missed Thats just how I really could get it Thats just how I really could get it I smoke me some dope, I sip me some lean And think about killin some shit I pick up the choppa, the clip a banana Im thinkin bout pullin some shit Let it spray, its gon hit what it hit Better watch what you say out your lips Boy dont try your luck tonight Cause man, I got my gang with me And we got them choppas, aint no fightin They gon bang with me Buncha real hittas, theyll even take the case with me I aint like these other rappers Pussy dont you play with me Boy dont try your luck tonight Cause man, I got my gang with me And we got them choppas, aint no fightin They gon bang with me Buncha real hittas, theyll even take the case with me I aint like these other rappers Pussy dont you play with me Pussy dont you play with me Bitch that choppa stay with me AK, in her 36, so yall gon get 18 a piece Bitch Im stand up, droppin brains in the passenger seat Bitch Im flamed up, red rags, I got that gang with me Bitch Im from the east Where theyll murk you for a quarter piece Say you want protection, nigga, gotta charge your ass a fee And I ride round with that .223 on my passenger seat Two more shootas in the back so thats like two more .223s Fuck the lollygaggin and the talkin, all I know is 3s Bleh, bleh, bleh, fuck nigga, all I know is bleed I be gettin paranoid when Im smokin on that weed I feel like Im 2Pac, or somebody watchin me Boy dont try your luck tonight Cause man, I got my gang with me And we got them choppas, aint no fightin They gon bang with me Buncha real hittas, theyll even take the case with me I aint like these other rappers Pussy dont you play with me Boy dont try your luck tonight Cause man, I got my gang with me And we got them choppas, aint no fightin They gon bang with me Buncha real hittas, theyll even take the case with me I aint like these other rappers Pussy dont you play with me

Yo Yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here? Tryna put my Jimmy on your lipstick AK with the strap, longer than the light pole All my pockets fat, think they need lipo All this ice on me, I look like a light show Shoot you where you can’t go, Im smokin mango Ridin’ in the Maybach, I got the brains blowed Pass her to my brother, yeah, we exchange hoes Ridin through the 6, yall nigga cant go I cant keep it tucked, 12 gauge with the bucks Say you bout that action, let me see you drop your nuts I ask you what you doin but Im really tryna fuck she ain’t no officer, as I ain’t tryna cuff AR with the scope, yall nigga better duck We shootin’ at the ground, soon as you tryna duck Im German shepherd, lil nigga you a duck Bullets so big, thought I him him with a truck Get your , lil nigga you a , yeah 21 gang, lil’ nigga, Im a rider And I keep a lotta hot shit, like lava Im a millionaire, yall niggas got nada Gucci on my jacket, nigga and my shoes Prada gang, we aint really with the rah-rah I dont fly Spirit, lil nigga I fly charter G5 nigga and it came with a Yeah, smokin hoes in this bitch, nigga Yeah, wipe your nose in this bitch, nigga Yeah, we got hoes in this bitch, nigga Keep a pole, plus some hoes, in this bitch nigga Got a minute for a team with the switch, nigga Got a Glock seventeen with a dick, nigga We got hollow tip bullets for that lil nigga Tryna put a hunnid bodies on this dick, nigga Niggas stealin my flows, I aint trippin Ima make some more Slaughter Gang 4L, aint no way that I can cake a hoe This a traphouse, hell no, aint no cable hoe Switchin guts and Glocks, all on the coffee table hoe Im a dog, I aint gettin married, married Do I got feelings, bitch? Barely, barely I aint got time to pop a bitch, cherry, cherry Virgin bitches aint get nowhere near me, near me VVS got the hoes starin Pass her to the bros, we sharin Make the choppa sing Mariah Carey Went to Eliantte not Jerry Last nigga tried me, buried Every nigga round me, carry Every nigga round you, scary If you catch me down bad, dont spare me If I catch you down bad, you dead I dont drink , I drink red All these fuckin tools think I need a shed He was trippin, had to shoot him in the leg OG kush Im chiefin Swimmin with the sharks in the deep end He still in school, he catch bodies on the weekend 4L, two ones on defend Suck me til I ooh Suck me til I ooh Suck me til I ooh Suck me til I ooh Baby suck me til I ooh Suck me til I ooh Suck me til I ooh Suck me til I ooh Fuck me til I phew Fuck me til I phew Fuck me then I phew Fuck me then I phew Fuck me til I phew Fuck me til I phew Fuck me then Im phew Fuck me then Im phew

Wheezy Beats Internet, internet Fuck the internet‚ motherfuck the internet Motherfuck the internet‚ motherfuck the internet Motherfuck the internet‚ motherfuck the- Motherfuck the internet, Glock gon leave a nigga wet Chains on, mega flex Bitch‚ I got a mega check Car go fast, its a Vette Fuck your checkers, we play chess Saint Laurent ‚ Christian Lou Hunnids blue , ooh, hunnids blue Got that bank smell , my bunnies new Your baby boo , she wanna ooh Look at my bank statement , through the roof Pour a deuce , buy a coupe Act a fool , act a fool Act a fool , act a fool Rep that 21 gang, who the fuck is you The niggas that Im with dont give a fuck bout you Im straight up out the Six, nigga, fuck your crew Them niggas came with you, then they gon duck with you Fuck it up, bitch, I got juice Drank it up, bitch, she a loose Nigga, we dont eat no noodles Do a drive-by off a dooly 30-clip hangin off the Uzi And I gotta keep that stick Diamonds drippin out that Patek Lookin like I slit my wrist Yall scared shit , nigga, talk cheap Got 100 shooters , bitch, we mob deep Bitch, dont call me if it aint bout money Im too busy balling , you aint doing nothing Saint Laurent , Christian Lou Hunnids blue , ooh, hunnids blue Got that bank smell , my bunnies new Your baby boo , she wanna ooh Look at my bank statement , through the roof Pour a deuce , buy a coupe Act a fool , act a fool Act a fool , act a fool

21, 21 Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah Wah, wah, you dig? Yeah yeah yeah yeah I dig Shhh Red bandana, yeah yeah On my extendo, yeah yeah Got that yopper, yeah yeah Out the window, yeah yeah, 21 We dont play no games, no Nintendo Yeah, we dont play no games, no Nintendo Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play Got a Hellcat, not a scatpack That that gas pack, I got antrax Got a lot of those, got a lot of hoes Im the Saint Laurent don, got a lot of clothes, ayy Bitch you better back up, dont get close, ayy Call the lean man cause I need a dose, 21, 21 Gucci on my coat Moncler nigga all on my coat, 21 Got them bricks coming off the boat Rudy he just brought another truckload Doe he just brought another Draco, ayy Shot a pussy nigga, where? in Clay Co Red bandana, yeah yeah On my extendo, yeah yeah Got that yopper, yeah yeah Out the window, yeah yeah, 21 We dont play no games, no Nintendo Yeah, we dont play no games, no Nintendo Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play Its a manslaughter, make your girl swallow Ice on my collar, bet a thousand dollars Killed a nigga and his partner, shot his bitch with the chopper Savage said off em, so you know I had to off em Broke ass nigga buried in the wood coffin Break down the bread, boy you know Im bird off Shooting birds at the nigga, Stone Cold Steve Austin Zone 6, 9th Ward bitch, you know we triple crossing Diamonds on me flawless, cold like Boston There better be cops, VVSs moon walking Watch a cool forty, tryna take the arm off it Get shot in the face, try to take the charm off it Red bandana, yeah yeah On my extendo, yeah yeah Got that yopper, yeah yeah Out the window, yeah yeah, 21 We dont play no games, no Nintendo Yeah, we dont play no games, no Nintendo Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play Zone 6 nigga dont play , 9th Ward nigga dont play

I know this, bet you been on Los dick Lately all you niggas out here sounding like my old shit, oh shit Bogus, yall cosigning bullshit, yet you dont include me when its time now thats some bullshit, lil bitch Oo, Im the GOAT bitch Oo, Im the GOAT uh Oo, Im the GOAT bitch But you niggas know this Ah, been in the kitchen whippin in the pot Ah, just ran into my nigga from the block Ah, he had a nine milli and an ounce now I do the Milly Rock on any motherfucking block Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinqo, say something nigga No habla ingles if the police in my face AH Fuck all that stunting and yelling I dont buy nothing you selling I am so fucking rebellious I got the blunt lit on Ellen Niggas is half hoes, slash bitch half clit half asshole half slit half way passed cold and that aint even the half of it Both finna have a fit, ya girl keep disappearing thats a magic trick, she want this magic stick Un, deux, trois, quatre, fuck was I tryna do I aint go to French alot I be with French alot Plus I did perform in France and spend bands on my wrist alot Took a lotta risks aint hit no lottery to hit the top Whip the drop, flip the top in the trunk so whether I pulled up without being noticed or hopped out the dopest shit I got the drop on you chumps I cop this watch just to stunt, I got the Pac in my blunt, I got the B.I.G in my soul Dont worry bout my flow, I got that bitch in control Your bitch be talking to fast, might put that dick in her slow Cant wait for this nigga to blow, I know they want me to win Shit I could go to platinum with all of them rappers in Lolas DMs chill This is not a threat this a motherfucking promise You dont want these bars on your motherfucking conciense 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 , 7, 8, stomp your fucking face in the ground Stomp your fucking face in the ground Im really the goat, Im ready to go, Im really intrigued to see where my level can go Im really the best, Im really this blessed Dont render your feelings if you aint willing to test I admitted to being a villain, wasnt my vision to be in a ceiling Seeing a feeling whats missing to fill it in? Im missing my feelings, what position you filling in? I aint even give em the sauce, they was pulling all on a nigga arms, made me fuck around and spill it in Splash Your bitch wanna drown Your bitch wanna drown From now on address me as GOAT nigga Whoever they hired to hire all you niggas Fire that nigga

I feel like Tony, Im a bad guy Skinny clippers, Im a bad guy All I hang around is bad guys All I hang around is bad guys You play with the shit you get whacked I pull up and shoot at your neck My clip longer than my leg I dont wan fuck, I want head Who done there got be back started? Who done there got be back started? Who done there got be back started? Who done there got be back started? Yall all done got me back started Yall all done got me back started Yall all done got me back started Yall all done got me back started Slaughter King, bitch Diamonds in my ring, bitch I dont give a fuck about a bitch All I wanna do is hit licks Fuck a trapper, I take shit Fuck your bitch, I take your bitch Im tryna go me buy a Wraith and shit The choppa make you do the Matrix, bitch No Miami, I got heat Got the choppa on the seat We dont play round with that beef If he gon play, we gon eat Yeah nigga, free the Wolf Niggas scared, niggas shook Slaughter Gang got the hook Fold a nigga like a book We run through these bitches We count up these digits I dont got no feelings My coupe got no ceiling Drug dealin and killin But I prefer killin Im not with the talkin Young Savage a villain I feel like Tony, Im a bad guy Skinny clippers, Im a bad guy All I hang around is bad guys All I hang around is bad guys You play with the shit you get whacked I pull up and shoot at your neck My clip longer than my leg I dont wan fuck, I want head Who done there got be back started? Who done there got be back started? Who done there got be back started? Who done there got be back started? Yall all done got me back started Yall all done got me back started Yall all done got me back started Yall all done got me back started

Got you couple grams, told em bring it to the bar Mother fuck a section We good right here where we are Its just me and my compadres and we only make deposits I remember when we didnt have no money, now we popping And she bustin on my wallet, cause she came for the money Rubber bands on these hunnids Now she want take it from me so I... Told her do it if she ready Campaign on her belly Money falling like confetti I... Told her bend it over Get to work because its tipping time She said she aint into mind games, its money on her mind So we obviously believe in the same thing Obviously be playing the same game Then she let go and get to twerking Move that body, cause its tipping time I wanna take you home and love but just for tonight So we obviously believe in the same thing Obviously be playing the same game We playing the same game Shorty keep poppin up at the square Like she my main thing Married to the street, yeah the concrete a wedding ring She climb the pole then pop lock it, drop it Ride the dick like a Kawasaki Rolly, Rolly, we got matching watches I bought my bitch a new drop top I put Chanel on her purse She stiff on me nigga, no flirt I love when she wear no panties Bend her over, hit her through the skirt She know a nigga out here work She know if she cheat Imma hurt I... Told her bend it over Get to work because its tipping time She said she aint into mind games, its money on her mind So we obviously believe in the same thing Obviously be playing the same game Then she let go and get to twerking Move that body, cause its tipping time I wanna take you home and love but just for tonight So we obviously believe in the same thing Obviously be playing the same game Tell me what you feel, baby Ill make you a star Do it in the spotlight, baby youll go very far Damn you know you got it baby, you know you the one And I just want to see you take it all off if you fucking with it She shake it she got plenty Told her drop and give me 50 Told her drop and give me 50 And Im gassed out like the Texico Im rolling through the city Benjis stacked up on the table So you know she fucking with me I... Told her bend it over Get to work because its tipping time She said she aint into mind games, its money on her mind So we obviously believe in the same thing Obviously be playing the same game Then she let go and get to twerking Move that body, cause its tipping time I wanna take you home and love but just for tonight So we obviously believe in the same thing Obviously be playing the same game

Black John Gotti Double cup my costra nostra nigga Got my brother Savage in this motherfucker yeah Nigga get your funds up Yeah nigga get your funds up Yeah better get your funds up Dont play around we gon pick them guns up Get your funds up, get your funds up We are not that friendly boy you better not run up Get your funds up, get your funds up Niggas playing with us, we gon pick them guns up 21 guns, nigga 21 guns Told ya get your funds up, get your funds up Nigga 21 guns, nigga 21 guns Pick your guns up, pick your guns up Pick your guns up I just picked your baby moms up 21 Savage get that work off a dump truck 21 Savage on the ave cooking cocaine Nigga cant hang with the gang cause he so lame I got Skooly in here with me, he just rolled a backwood Bitch Im from the bricks but my trunk is in my damn hood I just ate some steak and shrimp you niggas eating canned goods White man cant jump but that dope he jumping damn good Fucking with these niggas man thatll get you jammed up Get your guns up, last time your shit jammed up Front me shit on credit boy you know its getting rand up Say that you a shooter? When you see me why your hands up? Nigga get your funds up Yeah nigga get your funds up Yeah better get your funds up Dont play around we gon pick them guns up Get your funds up, get your funds up We are not that friendly boy you better not run up Get your funds up, get your funds up Niggas playing with us, we gon pick them guns up 21 guns, nigga 21 guns Told ya get your funds up, get your funds up Nigga 21 guns, nigga 21 guns Pick your guns up, pick your guns up I turned 21 and bought a handheld chopper My brother used to hide his fucking bricks inside my club My mama was mad about that shit inside my club But I gave her profit off that shit inside my club Dripping like a faucet, wishes in the water Dripping tone, Im alone in that whip, I got no problems Flexing money where Im fromll get you robbed bitch boy You must of not heard Im with the mob bitch boy This is not no motherfucking job bitch boy Only cops that Im scared of is cobb bitch boy Come around flexing jewelry tryna flauge bitch boy They gone say Skooly done got 21 to rob this boy, damn Nigga get your funds up Yeah nigga get your funds up Yeah better get your funds up Dont play around we gon pick them guns up Get your funds up, get your funds up We are not that friendly boy you better not run up Get your funds up, get your funds up Niggas playing with us, we gon pick them guns up 21 guns, nigga 21 guns Told ya get your funds up, get your funds up Nigga 21 guns, nigga 21 guns Pick your guns up, pick your guns up

21, 21 21, 21 Good head make a nigga toes curl Southside An Im still flexin on my old girl Metro Boomin want some more, nigga Im in the studio and I got hoes there Hol up, bitch, you on some guap Hol up, bitch, I need some top Hol up, bitch, Im in a drop Hol up, bitch, Im in a drop Hol up, bitch, Im rich as fuck Hol up, bitch, Im bout my bucks Hol up, bitch, I see his ? Hol up, bitch, them diamonds, yup Hol up, bitch, watch where you step Hol up, bitch, I got that chop Waitin on me to wife you, ah Bitch, you bet not hold your breath Hol up, bitch, you bet not tell If I fuck you, bitch, you bet not tell If I fuck you bitch, you lucky I need a thick, brown-skin bitch like Buffy I need a bad bitch to suck me up I need a bad bitch to lick it up What, what? Need a gnat, gnat Took the rubber off and skeeted on her butt, butt Fucked her best friend, she like, So what? Im a real skreet nigga, you a whole duck Im in 9th Ward, nigga, doin donuts Im in paradise, nigga, doin donuts PDE and Slaughter Gang and, nigga, we goin nuts All that pillow-talkin, nigga, get you ripped up Hol up, bitch, you on some guap Hol up, bitch, I need some top Hol up, bitch, Im in a drop Hol up, bitch, Im in a drop Hol up, bitch, Im rich as fuck Hol up, bitch, Im bout my bucks Hol up, bitch, I see his Hol up, bitch, them diamonds, yup Hol up, bitch, watch where you step Hol up, bitch, I got that chop Waitin on me to wife you, ah Bitch, you bet not hold your breath Hol up, bitch, you bet not tell If I fuck you, bitch, you bet not tell

Yeah nigga No Plug Average ass bitches man I aint fuckin you unless you got a million followers on Instagram hoe Your chain got you embarrassed My earring like three carats This Louis chain from Paris Bitch Im livin lavish No Plug a savage bitch Your bitch just an average bitch No Plug a savage bitch Your bitch just an average bitch Now diamonds on my doin a holla Bitch I used to sleep on blow ups Bitch nigga gettin Boy your money need to grow up I read up nigga show me no love Thats why I call myself No Plug Bitch I dropped out to sell drugs I got tired of sleeping on rugs A 5.7 it hit like a 6.2 hell cat come get me Yo bitch on the dick only thing she kissin Fuckin wit me now a know a nigga missin Pity these nigga what nigga we My favourite room in the house nigga is the kitchen I got 28 jumpin in like Blake Griffin Your chain got you embarrassed My earring like three carats This Louis chain from Paris Bitch Im livin lavish No Plug a savage bitch Your bitch just an average bitch No Plug a savage bitch Your bitch just an average bitch Now my diamonds Choppa have you running like a runway Sellin hard dope on a oneway Bottle of 4 88 of a one play Got that draco in that passenger Chevy just came home he goin clap at ya Her outfit came from Pink I told her back it up Packs came in back it up Racks came in stack it up This a Bentley not a Acura I got Moncler on my coat it keep me warm I got real shooters lil nigga theyre swore I dont make diss songs nigga I send warnings Droped a song last night he was dead in the morning Your chain got you embarrassed My earring like three carats This Louis chain from Paris Bitch Im livin lavish No Plug a savage bitch Your bitch just an average bitch No Plug a savage bitch Your bitch just an average bitch

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It was the week before Christmas and all through the traps Real street niggas was tired of hearing all them bullshit raps Every time I drop my top , bitches on my cock Yeah Im from the block, bitch I keep a Glock Shoot at your top, Free the Wop Your bitch fuck the gang, and I know that you hating Rolex flooded diamonds stainless Red bottoms on my lady Now she wanna have my babies Slaughter king, Im the slaughter king All I do is slaughter things High carrots in my pinky ring Glock 40 in my new Jeans, bitch I bang for the red team Her pussy bad but the head mean Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae Drop my top at any time this button here let it down bae Drop my top at any time that boy gon let you down Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae [Verse 2: Gucci Mane Drop my top at any time, anytime, any state, any place, anyway Any kinda car you got I got, any type of bitch you pull up on Any type of bitch you got I fuck Gucci Mane, I love to ball Closet hanging like a shopping mall Tell the truth baby I dont need no top at all I told her get lil man to get that bitch to chop it off Drop it off, drop it off Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae Drop my top at any time this button here let it down bae Drop my top at any time that boy gon let you down Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae Drop my top in the summer time Say you but not mines Heels go for the 23, call it Jumpman make it jump line How you pussies riding round with straps And you lil niggas aint pop shit Turn the roof to convertible off I top shit Roof off, and I drop shit Savage Life with 21 21 Had 50 bags when I was 21 Got a foreign bitch she only 21 All black bitch, Bruce Wayne Street nigga like Gucci Mane With a Like Pootie Tang The game choose me I aint choose the game Say my Yellow Tesla These diamonds same color She talking money I got a lot She drop her panties when I drop the top Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down Drop my top at any time this button here let it down bae Drop my top at any time this button here let it down bae Drop my top at any time that boy gon let you down Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae Drop my top at any time cause I cant let you down Drop my top at any time this button let it down bae

Kid Hazel on the beat Straight up Nigga, dont you ever try and go against me Hotbox four deep, leave you six deep When I brush my teeth, dawg, I got a .223 On my mama, on gang, bitch, I’m on that Get a nigga flatlined like a doormat Slaughter Gang Savage, I be where the hoes at She with the shit so I passed her to the homie You cant hang around me cause ya phony Yeah, my neck Dairy Queen, it’s a Blizzard Yeah, I fucked your baby mama and her sister Yeah, I let her top me off and you kissed her Thot bitch, you cant even hit the swisher And Im known for killin shit like Hitler These rappers keep on bitin me, I call em nibblers You gon fuck around and get hit with this four-nickel Free my brother out the cell cause he ain’t got sickle Bet this stick make a nigga play music chairs Ten millimeter on me, I could kill a bear Bought a bear-skin condom, I can’t fuck you bare Got a penthouse, lil bitch, I ain’t never there Break up with my bitches on Christmas and in February Niggas be rappin all that gangster shit, they really scared My brother just came from down the road still carry I dont give a fuck if I got a billion dollars, nigga, youll still get buried Don’t you ever try and go against me, bitch boy Dont you ever try and go against me, bitch boy Dont you ever try and go against me, bitty boy Dont you ever try and go against me, yeah, yeah, yeah Elementary, used to have a ten-speed Turned 23 and bought a Bentley Blood on my hands, got off forensics Used to take niggas shit, never ben a thief Yeah, so much money, make a bitch go get some nigga Yeah, never been a bitch, I aint no pussy nigga Yeah, yall niggas action, yall some action figures Wanna play the game, you playin with a real nigga Real street nigga , real killer , real drug dealer Always pack a pistol, keep a pistol, I will pop you, nigga Body drop a nigga, shoot your face off for you pussy nigga Yall nigga hoes, tough talk, you some niggas Hahaha, hahaha Yeah, okay Back to the street life, nigga, where your at? Yeah A rooster with a nightmare, that ho got that ho throat back All this goddamn money, man, these hoes come back to back Yeah, for them racks Young niggas been havin stacks Smashin in a Demon and my partner in a Cat We dont do the you know your bitch can drive that Hahaha, ayy, man, this a whole bunch of gang shit Dont you ever try and go against me, bitch boy Dont you ever try and go against me, bitch boy Dont you ever try and go against me, bitty boy Dont you ever try and go against me, yeah, yeah, yeah Elementary, used to have a ten-speed Turned 23 and bought a Bentley Blood on my hands, got off forensics Used to take niggas shit, never ben a thief

21 21 We be closin deals like a Floyd fight We gon look like Pacquiao, he got that white Richard Mille two fifty, got no diamonds in it Bentley, its not tinted, want you see me in it I done fucked that many hoes at Magic City Verizon, my money up, my wifi lit Aint no thinkin twice, you know I hit the lick I dont think nobody here can stunt like this I just dropped a whole bird on my wrist Check my neck, I check my neck, the charm a hockey puck I just ordered ten racks and once I throwed it up Been ballin for like ten summers, Im still goin up I just showed a million on the ground without a deal Three thousand dollar pants where them racks is You ought to kill yourself, you rockin Giuseppes Alexander McQueen when Im steppin Balmain, Balmain, Balmain, steppin the freshest Im rockin three forty pointer diamond neck Sixty pointer diamond for a charm Im lit up like a motherfuckin stadium We be closin deals like a Floyd fight We gon look like Pacquiao, he got that white RIchard Muir two fifty, got no diamonds in it Bentley, its not tinted, want you see me in it I done fucked that many hoes at Magic City Verizon, my money up, my wifi lit Aint no thinkin twice, you know I hit the lick I dont think nobody here can stunt like this AP skeleton, I got it bust down Bought my bitch a Patek and its bust down Fuck around buy your bitch a Rollie if she bust down Every time I get a back end thats a touch down Ice on me check, yeah, benjis on me check, yeah VVSs on me dawg, nigga look at my neck, yeah All your diamonds cloudy boy, everything round me wet, yeah Where you get that Gucci sweater, aint come out til next year Im with Casino, bout to rob a casino Made a half a ticket, nigga showin Cee-Lo I hit your main thing a gazebo All these tennis chains, I no way I can be broke We be closin deals like a Floyd fight We gon look like Pacquiao, he got that white RIchard Muir two fifty, got no diamonds in it Bentley, its not tinted, want you see me in it I done fucked that many hoes at Magic City Verizon, my money up, my wifi lit Aint no thinkin twice, you know I hit the lick I dont think nobody here can stunt like this

I take a trip if I wanted to Smoke out that zip if I wanted to I fuck your bitch if I wanted to Buy a new whip if I wanted to Boy you cant do what you want to do I bought my mama some Jimmy Choos Trappin out the buggy, missing roof Im getting money, dont need no proof Caviar frames on my face Calamari on my plate 19 and got my own place Broke niggas, they a disgrace Smoking heat, I got a fever Catching balls, Im a receiver Denny got the case of Act in the freezer Mix it with the Xans, we might have a seizure If you a bad bitch it was nice to meet ya Fuck the football game, I was hitting dope by the bleachers I was in Buckhead, going to the cleaners But I was never doing any cleaning Every thing I did, it was a reason I was number one like I was Ariza Hawks stadium, pour another four during the season I get the cheese, no pizza Love the addicts cause I need em Black and white just like a zebra Feds pull up on me, I got amnesia Got my dope from my man in Indonesia I aint with the games like my name was Lisa And my bitch bad, she a diva And I know just how to treat her I was really fucking getting it Just take a look at my percentages My OG is my representative Dont fuck with niggas cause they sensitive I was really fucking getting it Just take a look at my percentages My OG is my representative Dont fuck with niggas cause they sensitive I take a trip if I wanted to Smoke out that zip if I wanted to I fuck your bitch if I wanted to Buy a new whip if I wanted to Boy you cant do what you want to do I bought my mama some Jimmy Choos Trappin out the buggy, missing roof Im getting money, dont need no proof I take a trip if I wanted to Smoke out that zip if I wanted to I fuck your bitch if I wanted to Buy a new whip if I wanted to Boy you cant do what you want to do I bought my mama some Jimmy Choos Trappin out the buggy, missing roof Im getting money, dont need no proof I get that money and spend it Im in a Rari, its tinted I fucked his bitch now he trippin Bitch man aint in it, Im in it I got a way with the women I got a way with the hoes I spend my money on money You spend you money on clothes I broke my arm in the bowl And I get 20 a show I get my diamonds from Italy I spent a check on that Rolls I spent the check on her purse Then I went bought me a vert Im scrapin the bowl then I skurt Im scrapin the bowl then I skurt Im ridin round with a stick Make this muthfucka fishtail I get surgical with the pump Nigga call me Denzel, Training Day I just might hop on the plane today My jewelry on me, but Im plain today Money on me, it might rain today Give a fuck bout what these haters say, bitch Im gon get it Got a friend with a friend, bitches come wit it Nut all on her titties, bitches gettin freaky These niggas wanna be me, bitch I ball like bebe I take a trip if I wanted to Smoke out that zip if I wanted to I fuck your bitch if I wanted to Buy a new whip if I wanted to Boy you cant do what you want to do I bought my mama some Jimmy Choos Trappin out the buggy, missing roof Im getting money, dont need no proof I take a trip if I wanted to Smoke out that zip if I wanted to I fuck your bitch if I wanted to Buy a new whip if I wanted to Boy you cant do what you want to do I bought my mama some Jimmy Choos Trappin out the buggy, missing roof Im getting money, dont need no proof

Yeah, yeah, woah, yeah, yeah 21 Woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah A lot of money bring a lot of problems Aint no way that I can solve them all Im the one that they be calling on I’m the one that they be calling Keep it real regardless All that stabbing in my back, it made me heartless When you getting money you a target I was real way before I bought a Rari I was real from the start and thats on God, yеah Want my heart, then you gotta play your part, yeah Streets cold, they done left a nigga scarred, yeah I took my war wounds and turned them into some art I took the pain and I turned it to ambition If I aint had the fame, would you still love me? Aint have a dollar to my name, would you still love me? If I was a lame, would you still fuck me? If I aint have a chain, would you still fuck me? Would you still love me? Would you still love me? Would you still love me? Would you still love me? Would you still love me? Would you still love me? Would you still love me? On the road a lot, my momma say Im distant Said she miss our conversations in the kitchen Said she miss her baby boy, I know I’m trippin Man, the fame got a nigga like different I got shot, I wish they would have never hit me R.I.P. to Johnny B ’cause he was with me We gon pull up on your block and let the sticks speak When Im gone, real niggas gon miss me I ain’t with the rap beef, nigga miss me Fuck around and lose your life tryna diss me I just left from of of Slauson, where the Crips be Im a starter, I cant let a nigga bench me If I aint had the fame, would you still love me? If I aint have a name, would you still love me? Asked my bitch if I was lame, would she still fuck me? I ask my bitch if I was lame, would she still fuck me? Carbon 1.5, I cant let you touch me And I kept it real way before the money Keep banana clips, nigga, like a monkey All my niggas hungry and you look like lunch meat Yeah, yeah, straight up out the gutter, dawg Never put a bitch before my brother, dawg I was eating noodles, we were struggling, dawg Now I spend a thousand on a sweater, dawg If I aint had a fame, would you still love me? Aint have a dollar to my name, would you still love me? If I was a lame, would you still fuck me? If I aint have a chain, would you still fuck me? Would you still love me? Would you still love me? Would you still love me? Would you still love me? Would you still love me? Would you still love me? Would you still love me? A lot of money bring a lot of problems Aint no way that I can solve them all Im the one that they be calling on Im the one that they be calling

Yeah, my skinny jeans stuffed And my diamonds VSs Im a real big player I cant pay for no sex Pockets loaded, chopper loaded Bitch, Im loaded, you know it Give a fuck about a bitch I pass that hoe to my woadie Hah Turn up on they ass then Turn up on they ass then Turn up on they ass then Turn up on they ass then Turn up on they ass then I turn up out a bag, bout that cash, I got racks Every pocket, issa 20 and a rocket, nigga, stop it Why you copy? I got ice like I play hockey, bitch we poppin Made 100 last month cause, yeah, Im poppin, hot like Takis Im just gon run up a bag She pretty, she built like a stallion I take care all of my family You gotta take care of your family Checking the bag and its next to the stick VVSs got them shits to my wrist We get money, we aint bragging bout shit Came from nothing, now we havin, lil bitch Yeah, my skinny jeans stuffed And my diamonds VSs Im a real big player I cant pay for no sex Pockets loaded, chopper loaded Bitch, Im loaded, you know it Give a fuck about a bitch I pass that hoe to my woadie Hah Turn up on they ass then Turn up on they ass then Turn up on they ass then Turn up on they ass then Turn up on they ass then I turned a yo into a stripper pole I had at least 5 hoes on all my bros Im in Miami, Sak Pase, my Zoes I smoked a hundred grams, you smell it on my clothes I be the two-gun Teflon All this dopes stepped on My mouth getting prepped on His jaw getting crept on All the trap spots rolling They bitches getting chosen My ice getting frozen Dont roll up on me Hell roll up and get aired out Airing out all the spots Yeah, I fuck on all the thots Too many cars, where the parking lot? First we robbed, now we mob a lot Niggas see this gang, then you know they stopped Yeah, bitch, you know they stopped Like the nigga called the out No, you are not smart as I Keep the heat on me, chicken, Popeyes Yeah, nigga, bye bye Turn the white sheet to a tie-dye Make a nigga momma cry-cry Pay your homies, make em lie-lie Got a red flag, fuck a bulls-eye Like a car, bitch, I gotta pull out, yeah These fuck niggas rat-rat-rats, gotta sue a lot Yeah, and I said these niggas, yeah, yeah, bring the plurals out I ran my ward , like a STD, bring the cures out Got a half a million worth jewelry on, gotta bring the security out Yeah, my skinny jeans stuffed And my diamonds VSs Im a real big player I cant pay for no sex Pockets loaded, chopper loaded Bitch, Im loaded, you know it Give a fuck about a bitch I pass that hoe to my woadie Hah Turn up on they ass then Turn up on they ass then Turn up on they ass then Turn up on they ass then Turn up on they ass then

Bitch I dont need NO I.D. Im with twenty-one UGH! Too trill... Nigga! I got my dollars up and now Im going dumb Bitches got some followers and now they acting dumb Bitch I dont need NO I.D. Im with twenty-one Its just us and twenty bitches think we on to something Im going dumb Im going dumb Bitch I dont NO I.D. Im with twenty-one Im going dumb Im going dumb I told my partners grab the choppers think we on to something I left my glizzy at the house cause I was with the glizzys Slaughter gang throw bullets around like a fucking frisbee She got some followers but savage still not on her titty Im from the streets you just a rapper with a fucking image Im whipping a brick bitch I pull up with sticks bitch I pull up and bop, bop I pull up and hit shit I pull up in Phantoms and Ghost I pull up and fuck on yo hoe I pull up and kick in yo door I still scrape the sides of the bowl Young savage I got to get dough I got to go get me some more I used to pour up a latetle deuce Now I might pour up a four Matter fact pour up some more Load the sticks he gone Got my dollars right went dumb Percocets and backwoods Im gone I got my dollars up and now Im going dumb Bitches got some followers and now they acting dumb Bitch I dont need NO I.D. Im with twenty-one Its just us and twenty bitches think we on to something Im going dumb Im going dumb Bitch I dont NO I.D. Im with twenty-one Im going dumb Im going dumb I told my partners grab the choppers think we on to something My niggas right behind me they got twenty guns If a nigga play with jefe they going to hear something Im with a nigga baby moms we in something foreign Bitch wasnt nothing I wont even give her twenty-one Its getting lit told my niggas that its time to slide What you going to do if a nigga ask you, you going to ride Right in your eyes, are you a G or you a lie? Bop, bop somebody died here come homicide Gang leader Im drinking lean out the liter Posted up with my heater in a white beater Glizzy gang, slaughter gang, well come through squeezing See you on a Instagram well I already cheated I got my dollars up and now Im going dumb Bitches got some followers and now they acting dumb Bitch I dont need NO I.D. Im with twenty-one Its just us and twenty bitches think we on to something Im going dumb Im going dumb Bitch I dont NO I.D. Im with twenty-one Im going dumb Im going dumb I told my partners grab the choppers think we on to something

Eyes bloodshot, Im smokin moonrock You gon suck this dick until your jaws lock If it aint bout a bag, then my call drop I put my baby mama on call block Ten gold chains like Im King Tut Back-ends and deposits, I got paper cuts Im countin up a hunnid, get my dick sucked By a ratchet ass stripper with a fake butt I can sell crack and I can rap too When I buy a Gucci shirt, I get the hat too Im just another nigga out the trap, foo Bought that bitch a purse so she can hold my MAC, foo Cruisin down the street in my Phantom Ghost Baby mama trippin, so I slapped the hoe Went to the park to go and sell a deuce Pussy nigga tried me so I start shootin Blue lights behind me, damn, who can it be? Woo, woo, the cal county PD You Instagram gangsters, yall are not hard Them Zone 6 niggas love pullin cards Red flag tied round my extendo I was fifteen pullin kick-doors When I was thirteen, I took a nigga Nintendo I used to skip school and smoke indo Broke ass niggas smokin F pack If I pull that chopper, you gon have a heart attack All these fuckin shows, got my pockets fat I keep one in the head, it aint no cockin back Slaughter Gang, killin like Sons of Anarchy Your main bitch, she gon suck the skin off me Im so fuckin fresh it aint no lint on me I bought a foreign and it screamin put some tint on me

Yah, yah, yah Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Metro, Metro, Metro, Metro, Metro, Metro If young Metro dont trust you Im gon shoot you I dont play, I need my cake Colder than a winter day Bitch, I keep a dirty K Shawty got a fat ass Say she like the way I swag Might just buy the bitch a bag Yellow Xan, taxi cab Smokin on a pound of gas Pussy nigga make me laugh , laugh Bitch, I like to get that cash Do you like to get that cash? Lil bitch, then we can get some cash I ran my money up An I aint talkin no more Pull up on your block An he aint talkin no more I hit it from the back Then climb on top of your ho I got real money No Monopoly, ho Yee aint talkin bout a bitch-ass thing Yee aint shot a bitch-ass thing Yee aint got a bitch-ass thing I just bought my bitch a Mustang I just bought myself a Mulsanne You say you gettin money, who cant? You say that you got shooters, they cant aim I spent your life savings on a chain 21 gang, bitch You know what I claim, bitch You know I got stain, bitch You know that we bang, bitch Bitch, bitch, lil biddy bitch I spent that shit on my wrist I spent that shit on my clique Runnin up racks Bitch, I got dope on my wrist Cookin up dope in the kitchen Cookin up dope like its fish Bitch, you know it smell like fish Bitch, you know I got the grits Who wanna boot up? Shooter, shooter, shooter I got shooters on deck Pull up on your block an leave you pussy-niggas whacked Bitch, I keep extendo, thirty rounds in my TEC You say that you got shooters, but aint nobody there Yee aint talkin bout a bitch-ass thing Yee aint shot a bitch-ass thing Yee aint got a bitch-ass thing I just bought my bitch a Mustang I just bought myself a Musang You say you gettin money, who cant? You say that you got shooters, they cant aim I spent your life savings on a chain

Call my shooters in the six Diamonds on me, look like piss Catch me in the hoop D below Keyon Rich Im gone fuck your main bitch 21 gone get your side bitch Ive got hoes sniffing cocaine, sipping high tech All these dudes around me shooting shit to stay excited Welcome to Bahamas, meet my plug on the island Smoke a whole a pound of green crack, got me fucked up Literally found 20 bands, bitch I lucked up Niggas dont wanna see me win, and I know it Why I get that check, grab that check, and I blow it? Fucked his baby mama first night, she was starstruck That shit thats on my hip gone wake you up, nigga Starbucks She gone suck a real nigga long, she got lockjaw That money coming, going back and forth like a seesaw Made me spill my double cup, that shit had me Td off Bitch Im from the six you run up on me, blow your knees off I got shooters, I got shooters, I got shooters in that zone six Young nigga ride around, brazy with them yop sticks Water splashing in n out that pot, I got sea sick Finessing with a dummy brick, pussy I do trap tricks VVS diamonds dancing, moving like a jet ski JC in my squad, man we run this shit up to SC Fuck the rap game, man I do this shit for slam dunk Nigga call my phone for a zoe, what the fuck you want? Made a whole lot of Fetty with my Trap Queen I got grams of loud for the 15 Im running from 12 like Batman I pull up with shooters in a black van Swing through your hood like Tarzan Woo, Woo, pull up, pull up, I got dirty in my cup Im sipping on that syrup, Im sipping on that syrup Im in the club with the old man, yeah that 40 tucked Your ex on my dick, if I see her we gone fuck I might cash your bitch out cus that cash what Im about, Gates!

Fill my cup with ice Fill my cup with ice, fill my cup with ice Fill my cup with ice, fill my cup with ice Fill my cup with ice , fill my cup with ice Fill my cup with ice Fill my cup with ice , drugs in my Sprite Niggas know slaughter gang shiesty Bitch I freestyle, I don’t write shit Yeah, yeah, yeah I’m havin’ money, I spend fifteen hundred on my bitch hair, hell yeah Yeah, yeah Twenty five hundred on my jacket, Monclear yeah Yeah, yeah You play with the gang, you got shot like a deer, deer, deer I swear, swear You say you gorillas, I hang around bears, bears, bears Lions, tigers, animals and we don’t shoot in the air, air, air Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We do not shoot in the air I keep a box of rubbers I be dammed if I fuck a bitch bare, woah, woah Bitch you know that it’s a no Bitch you know that I sell blow, woah Bitch you know that I can’t cuff you lil bitch I’m gon’ fuck you and then you gotta go Why you still scrappin’ the bowl, Savage? VVS diamonds, hold karats I’m a real street nigga, no cappin’ Snatchin’ my chain, it won’t, happen I preach to the streets, like I’m Martian Luther King No Super Bowl lil bitch, but I got them rings My bitch ass fat as Aaron No Mr. Clean, but bitch I got clean Hundred K stuffed inside some Nudy jeans I make one phone call, niggas kill the scene I might pull up in a fuckin’ Porsche Whippin’ dope, I damn near broke the fork Poppin’ xannies, I done missed court Extra twenties to my fuckin’ lawyer Activas is all I fuckin’ pour I keep boot, like my name Dora Fill my cup with ice , drugs in my Sprite Niggas know slaughter gang shiesty Bitch I freestyle, I don’t write shit Yeah, yeah, yeah I’m havin’ money, I spend fifteen hundred on my bitch hair, hell yeah Yeah, yeah Twenty five hundred on my jacket, Monclear yeah Yeah, yeah You play with the gang, you got shot like a deer, deer, deer I swear, swear You say you gorillas, I hang around bears, bears, bears Lions, tigers, animals and we don’t shoot in the air, air, air Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Twenty thousand on a mink coat Sand tan, keep the pink, dope I ate my whole bomb, see, C4 I can’t cuff her, she a freak, hoe I’m in the booth with my Glock, forty Glaow, baow, baow, stop a nigga, party She threw that ass back, a nigga, caught it Chasin’ money, I’m a guap-a-holic Slaughter gang, can you dig it? Two guns, can you dig it? If you try to go against it Send some shots through ya fitted 21 Savage shiesty I be too high, I can’t really write shit I put my youngins on ya, if ya icy These niggas hate me, but these bitches like me I might nut all on a nigga wifey I’m drinkin’ dirty, you drinkin’ icey Check a nigga, like I work for Nike Body hurtin’ cause these niggas bitin’, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah Need some new pants, cause all my pocket damn near bout to tear, tear, tear Yeah, yeah Fill my cup with ice , drugs in my Sprite Niggas know slaughter gang shiesty Bitch I freestyle, I don’t write shit Yeah, yeah, yeah I’m havin’ money, I spend fifteen hundred on my bitch hair, hell yeah Yeah, yeah Twenty five hundred on my jacket, Monclear yeah Yeah, yeah You play with the gang, you got shot like a deer, deer, deer I swear, swear You say you gorillas, I hang around bears, bears, bears Lions, tigers, animals and we don’t shoot in the air, air, air Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah C

Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta chicks Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta checks Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta sex Yea yea yea yea yea Im on percocets Yea yea yea yea yea bitch I got the check Yea yea yea yea yea got yo bitch wet Yea yea yea yea yea I dont pay for sex Yea yea yea yea yea rookie nigga Im a vet Yea I straight up out the gutter now I gotta lot of cash dog Glenwood niggas known to act a fuckin ass dog Yeah they caught me loomin round your partner with no mask dog If I see the gang tats, Imma hit the dash dog Real street nigga aint no cut on that Pull up on yo main bitch she let me nut on that Run on me a second and I bought a Maybach Pull a hoe and a pussy nigga wake her - 21 savage Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta chicks Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta checks Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta sex Yea yea yea yea yea Im on percocets Yea yea yea yea yea bitch I got the check Yea yea yea yea yea got yo bitch wet Yea yea yea yea yea I dont pay for sex Yea yea yea yea yea rookie nigga Im a vet - Mookie Mardi Gra Yea yea yea yea yea Im on percocets I flex yo baby daddy with a diamond pac Shot up his house... got a double back Yea yea yea yea yea where the money at? See aint no talkin when I come through where the cash at? So give it up and get it back like u can have that Yea yea yea I let my niggas smash that The iceberg on my neck you cant crash that The real gangs no panic I see what yall niggas mad at The bitch you fuck is so old news Im Mookie Mardi I had that, had that Brought that Draco in a party imma savage Bitch on 21 hunnid imma maverick - 21 savage Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta chicks Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta checks Yea yea yea yea yea whole lotta sex Yea yea yea yea yea Im on percocets Yea yea yea yea yea bitch I got the check Yea yea yea yea yea got yo bitch wet Yea yea yea yea yea I dont pay for sex Yea yea yea yea yea rookie nigga Im a vet

Quarter ticket on a drop , none of that shit Think you poppin, need to stop bitchin, not lit Drinkin on the syrup, Im leanin over, sloppy One inside the chamber, locked and loaded, cocked it Way too many chains, dawg My lawyer do cocaine, dawg Audemars Piguet plain, dawg Yo shooters need to hit the range, dawg If I cant run it up, Ill take some My baby mama with the shits, she a She standing like a stallion, mobbing like Italian Im in that pussy drowning, nigga broke, he frowning Pussy get wet like SmartWater Bitch I got a check, Ill pay for it Double park the Maybach and they cant tow it Money so long that the bank owe me Plenty shopping sprees, Saint Laurent Jeans Open up my hood with the trunk key You niggas tryna assassinate my character Make a nigga pull up and embarrass ya Tryna cover pain so the ink deep Ive been through a lot so I think deep Lil bitch, I got you lit, you better thank me Pull up now and suck me like Lewinsky Photo drop, yeah Four o Glock, yeah Three o shots, yeah Yes, I drink syrup and I pill pop, yeah I wont buy no pint if the seal popped, yeah He used to have the juice until his deal flopped Ima ride with you until the wheels stop Ima fuck a couple hoes because Im real hot Im just being real wit you, yeah These lame ass niggas cant deal with you, yeah Turn you up and build wit you, yeah Open up a business or two, yeah Put you in that Bentley coupe, yeah Im the one that put you in that Bentley coupe, yeah Im the one that put you in those Christian Loubs, yeah Im the one who turned you on to Jimmy Choo, yeah Gotchu flexing on your old friends, yeah And they riding in an old Benz, yeah Take you on a cruise, now you coasting Get inside that pussy, feel the motion Ima rich nigga, I aint boasting You aint never met a nigga got more then Pussy get wet like SmartWater Bitch I got a check, Ill pay for it Double park the Maybach and they cant tow it Money so long that the bank owe me Plenty shopping sprees, Saint Laurent Jeans Open up my hood with the trunk key You niggas tryna assassinate my character Make a nigga pull up and embarrass ya

We some young niggas, we aint really never had shit If a nigga play with me, my nigga, I bet he hit black quick Whole lotta money on me and I bet I keep a bad bitch Coming for ya spot, yes I brought the Savage Roll the window down and let it spray sideways Catch a nigga slipping, hit em in the driveway You better have my money, big worm, Friday I let this motherfucker sing like its Sade I let that motherfucker sing on em You wanna buy that bitch a ring, dont you? I give that bitch to the team homie Rich nigga shit, we aint drinking green homie I aint never had shit though Young savage, I done hit a lot of kick though I got Duke in this bitch fool Yeah I bang red nigga but he bang blue Chopper turn that four door to a damn coupe Bet not piss me bitch, Im on that damn boot Ten four show you lead up with yo damn boo Nigga back-ends going through the damn roof Last nigga tried me, left that pussy paralyzed Rock a bye that baby, sing his ass a lullaby I was with yo bitch and nigga thats my alibi You say you gangsta nigga, how the hell you testify We some young niggas, we aint really never had shit If a nigga play with me, my nigga, I bet he hit black quick Whole lotta money on me and I bet I keep a bad bitch Coming for ya spot, yes I brought the Savage Roll the window down and let it spray sideways Catch a nigga slipping, hit em in the driveway You better have my money, big worm, Friday I let this motherfucker sing like its Sade Fucked a nigga bih first night, gave her lockjaw Oh you tote a gun but aint gon shoot it if it pop off Pull up in that 90, now me emergency like cop cars Backstage at my show getting head Momma raised a savage, always knew I had it Fucked a bitch in Magic and took her to the mattress Gambling was a habit, mistake me with the fashion Smoke the strongest gas These niggas act, as Im fucking on a actress And its in the movie but she like it from the back Since a young nigga I been chasing after racks We just some young niggas, we aint never had shit We some young niggas, we aint really never had shit If a nigga play with me, my nigga, I bet he hit black quick Whole lotta money on me and I bet I keep a bad bitch Coming for ya spot, yes I brought the Savage Roll the window down and let it spray sideways Catch a nigga slipping, hit em in the driveway You better have my money, big worm, Friday I let this motherfucker sing like its Sade

Trappin off a Motorola AK on my fuckin shoulder Nigga make you do the hauler Buddah blessed this beat Put a TEC-9 on my necklace Goin against the gang, thats a death wish And I hold the pot with my left wrist  Nigga I ride or die, I wont dare snitch I got residue on my clothes and shit Yall niggas actin like hoes and shit Gangbangin, thirty hangin with the bros and shit I might put the toilet paper on your nose and shit Yall with the yap-yap 2-2-3, nigga make ya do the Nolia you clap She got that stink walk, twistin like she know its fat She got three kids, all of em got different dad Suck me up in a Ferrari, Ima do the dash We already killed the shooter, where his brothers at? She say she want a lollipop, where the suckers at? Ima pass her to the gang, I aint cuffin that whistle Ooh, watch the drip, watch the drip, watch the drip Ooh, watch the drip, watch the drip, watch the drip Ooh, dont you slip, dont you slip, dont you slip Ooh, too much drip, too much drip, too much drip Every city I touch, I got hoes and shit Fuck around and smoke a couple Os and shit I buried a couple Ms, it got mold and shit Im still on 9th street, sellin balls and shit Bought a three bedroom, just to trap in it This a crackhouse, hit her from the back in it Bitch I keep a Glock you seen it in my lap Bought a snake tank just to put the rats in it Yall gang tellin, police niggas All my niggas felon , we grave diggers I was sellin two for five , right on Central I robbed a lot of niggas , right on Central They wanna hear that booty shakin shit, uh? Savage on that , I take your shit, uh I might do the Macarena with the stick whistle Hey Macarena Ooh, watch the drip, watch the drip, watch the drip Ooh, watch the drip, watch the drip, watch the drip Ooh, dont you slip, dont you slip, dont you slip Ooh, too much drip, too much drip, too much drip

Lyrics from Snippet all these feelings I done hurt Gun smoke, broad day Nigga, gun smoke, late night Nigga, gun smoke, any time Gun smoke, anybody Nigga, we got plenty bodies Well come and see about it Got your buddy killed about it Yall aint did shit about it, pussy You know how Im rockin in this bitch, pussy You know it get to poppin in this bitch, pussy I aint goin to war about a bitch, pussy I aint talkin to the law about shit, pussy

Uh, yeah Yeah, nigga, its a knife and all, yknow what Im sayin, yeah? Yeah, nigga, I hit your wife and all, yknow what Im sayin, yeah? Yeah, this a plain AP, but I got a lotta watches, yknow what Im sayin? Yeah Nigga made a whole lotta guala Now I got a whole lotta problems Main bitch fuckin my partner Nigga, we aint trippin, we ballin And I got a whole lotta shotters Hang around a whole lotta robbers And I got a bad bitch callin Put a bad bitch in Cartier Catch a nigga ridin down College Catch a nigga ridin down Godby We aint talkin bout it, we savage We dont talk about it, we shotters Straight up out the gutter, we charted Straight up out the gutter, we heartless Im a street nigga and a artist And Im gon hit my targets VVSs drippin off my chain, hoe I be in them places where you cant go My brother down the road on tango You rap niggas sweeter than a mango TEC on me with the coolie on it Ima fuck around and Ima queeze Pain runnin through my veins I dont want the fame, I just wanna eat Rap niggas callin my phone Nigga, fuck these niggas, these niggas aint Gs Spend on a lot of niggas, I aint spend no more Fuck around and get robbed round me Chain snatched Watch snatched, dont get it back Chopper on you Wrong move, get hit in the back Im Young Savage Real nigga, they vouchin for that I keep it on me One in the head, no cockin it back And I make your bitch drop it back And I spend a dub in Saks And I do a whole lot of drinkin I done put a hole in my kidney Yall niggas pussy like kittens VVSs on, I need mittens Nigga, we aint leavin no witness Stomp a nigga til he need stitches I aint never played no victim Every nigga played, I killed him Put a nigga in a blender, nigga, then we chop it up Put it in the Pyrex, nigga, then we lock it up Put that bitch inside a Benz, she was in a Acura Niggas be actin tough, I just be stackin up Used to ride around with Dracos, now Im going platinum Nigga, put gold on denim Nigga, I said it, I meant it Nigga, be fresh like mint Nigga on percs, Im itchin Nigga, I stayed in the trenches Niggas still play in the trenches Stayed up late on missions Sometimes we aint strike for a dime If them niggas actin scared, I ride When my brother got killed, I cried I cant let a nigga stop my stride Gotta keep this shit goin, gotta move If it come down to it, Im bustin moves I jump up out that vert with a Uzi These facts, lil nigga, Im the truth You got goons, lil nigga, I got troops They dont got Instagrams cause they shoot Coulda got a four-door, I got a coupe Coulda fucked that bitch, I passed her to the crew Shiverin and shakin, boy you aint gon shoot Rice Street, man I ate a lot of soups Nigga made a whole lotta guala Now I got a whole lotta problems Main bitch fuckin my partner Nigga, we aint trippin, we ballin And I got a whole lotta shotters Hang around a whole lotta robbers And I got a bad bitch callin Put a bad bitch in Cartier Catch a nigga ridin down College Catch a nigga ridin down Godby We aint talkin bout it, we savage We dont talk about it, we shotters Straight up out the gutter, we charted Straight up out the gutter, we heartless Im a street nigga and a artist And Im gon hit my targets Now I got a whole lot of money An I got a whole lotta hoes An I got a whole lotta goals An I succeeded all em, ohhh Fuck this shit, dont need no friends, yeah AP, black and rose-gold, yeah An I got a brand new Benz, yeah Mama gon squat, it unfolds Ya, an I got some whole lotta bitches Lotta bands on a muthafuckin roll, yeah An I ran down bank head Drop heads, R.I.P. Shawty Lo, yeah An I got a whole lotta homies Round here tryna wipe your nose, yeah An I got a brand new bitch Ten-thousand dollar ring on her toes, yeah Way too much different shit I just wanna slam my door, yeah Aint tryna see no hoe I just wanna see my woes, yeah Ooh, I aint tryna see no show Not until I count my doles, ooh Honey wanna see if she can choke Man, I just wanna see if she a pro, ooh Im just tryna drip up out Versace robes, ooh Fuck around, kill with my blood Nigga, fuck around, hang with my lows, ooh Bitch, you know we flirtin, leave em in the dirt Ooh, yeah, cash moneys the only thing thatll work Ooh, yeah, get it, get it, uh Make the cutter look like fireworks I just count the bands like a clerk My bitch said, Pop me a Perky, yeah I just might gon let her slurp Puttin every angle like Kurt Call a quarter-milli while we swerve, yeah Put it in the pot, make it work, yeah Bitches see the smirk, see the smirk, yeah Put in the bad bitch work, yeah I got a bitch down in chain gang An she suitcasing the Percs, yeah I got a billboard in Chinatown I got a billboard in Tokyo I got a old hoe like Im 44 You cant see me like Im locked up, ohh Used to rob for purses They scream and we burstin I got a million in scripts Codeine like a nurse I shot em, I need a jersey I shot em, I need a jersey I call up my woes like aye Its done, I smoked em, I need a hearse Lets play, Who shot first? Lets play, First one murked An I bought a bitch that Chanel Yeah, same color Starburst Got a condo full of hoes, yeah An they tryna swerve-swerve An you gotta cash out Before you see the work-work Nigga made a whole lotta guala Now I got a whole lotta problems Main bitch fuckin my partner Nigga, we aint trippin, we ballin And I got a whole lotta shotters Hang around a whole lotta robbers And I got a bad bitch callin Put a bad bitch in Cartier Catch a nigga ridin down College Catch a nigga ridin down Godby We aint talkin bout it, we savage We dont talk about it, we shotters Straight up out the gutter, we charted Straight up out the gutter, we heartless Im a street nigga and a artist And Im gon hit my targets

I was born by myself, Imma die by myself I been runnin up a check, so Im flossin with a chick I cant hear myself when I look in the mirror I be askin it questions, do you know who the trillest? Is it me, is it me? Do you know this shit aint free? Too damaged to be sold Now Im told, cant you see? Im a boss, Im a boss Aint nothin for free Dont you know you gotta get it Cant depend on me Yeah the game aint guaranteed, yeah Aint no handouts for the niggas reachin, yeah, no Practise what you preachin, yeah Can make a milli while you sleepin, yeah But tonights the night, tonights the night Tonights the night to get faded, yeah Tonights the night, tonights the night Tonights the night to go, you know what Im sayin You know what Im You know what Im sayin, aint no repeat Nigga think Im playin, I keep it on me You know what Im sayin, aint no repeat Nigga think Im playin, I keep it on me Tonights the night, tonights the night Tonights the night to get faded, yeah Tonights the night, tonights the night Tonights the night to go, you know what Im sayin You know what Im Poppin them Percs got me faded I grab me a bowl and I grab me a fork And I get in that shit and go crazy Them diamonds, they on me, they blangin, they blangin So I see the truth and go skatin Bitch on that savage, I fuck a big check And I fucked me a nigga old lady Bitch Im cold, I need a blanket Yeah, Im bout my 10 Roll it fore it flood, come where I begin Broad niggas and I cheat on my ex Pretty titties, I might skeet on her breasts Skeet on her breasts 80 thousand, put that shit on my neck 80 thousand, spent that shit on a vet One night stands, just I fuck and forget Hold up, faded Ciroc and Patron got me faded Hold up, wait These bitches gon fuck if I blink I run through that money, you cant You faded and fuck up the bank Bitch Im on drugs, I cant think You cant hang around if you aint But tonights the night, tonights the night Tonights the night to get faded, yeah Tonights the night, tonights the night Tonights the night to go, you know what Im sayin You know what Im You know what Im sayin, aint no repeat Nigga think Im playin, I keep it on me You know what Im sayin, aint no repeat Nigga think Im playin, I keep it on me Tonights the night, tonights the night Tonights the night to get faded, yeah Tonights the night, tonights the night Tonights the night to go, you know what Im sayin You know what Im

I rather rap on Zay track Yeah , Yeah Yeah , Yeah Yeah , Yeah Yeah , Yeah Ha, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa 21, 21, 21 Money long, clip long Dick long, bitch gone Bricks gone, Knicks gone Trappin off a flip phone My uncle old as hell, he want me to whip it cause his wrist gone Bitch, you broke as hell, your car look like it came of Flinstone Diamonds check, Saint Laurent check, bitch, I got a check Avianni check, Gucci check, everything a check Ridin in a Rari, Nudy in the cab, Chevy and a Vette Dont you disrespect, Buck .50, slit his neck I got all my ice on, ice on I got all my ice on , ice on I got all my ice on , ice on I got all my ice on , ice on Bitch, you see me shinin like a lightbulb Frostbite, bitch, you know my ice cold Nigga, tuck your chain, and your ice old Wrong move, nigga, get your brains blowed She a bugaboo, I had to change form Ridin with my niggas, and the brains blow Quiet Storm came on, I had to change songs I aint take her panties off, she had to change thongs They heard Young Savage, they had to change flows You cant clone me, you better change goals And take that off your neck, nigga, that aint gold You been rapping all your life and you cant get on Goyard bag, full of cash, yeah Louis bag full of Mary Kate and Ash I met her in the club, she was shakin ass Broke my thumb countin money, I think I need a cast I got all my ice on, ice on I got all my ice on, ice on I got all my ice on, ice on I got all my ice on, ice on Bitch, you see me shinin like a lightbulb Frostbite, bitch, you know my ice cold Nigga, tuck your chain, and your ice old Wrong move, nigga, get your brains blowed I rather rap on Zay track

Take a chill pill Take a chill pill Take a chill pill Take a chill pill Nigga my money big Nigga, yo money lil Nigga, yo money lil Nigga, yo money lil Bentley truck clean, insides ill Rari guts ew, banana clips peeled You say that shit too much so I know you are not real You niggas broke ribs showing think you need a meal Nigga my wrist on bustdown Fuckin yo bitch, she bustdown Pineapple all in my crush now I pour a pint in my crush now Pourin up green in a Fanta We banging red bandanas Feds got us on they scanners Bitches fuck us cause we famous What the fuck is private dancers We aint into private dances I got a bitch go to Stanford We pushin dope on campus Lil bitch name Taperra I swear her head is superior Pussy nigga on ya period Me and my niggas aint fearin ya Pussy shit, I can not stand for it Pop at your door like the landlord In something fast, check the dashboard White on white look like a miracle Interior lookin like cereal Ima trap nigga like trap food Trap lil bitch like to trap too She just want a nigga with some tattoos She gon fuck a nigga that didnt go to school Yeah this nice thats beast mode Shoot a pussy nigga like free throw Find a lil nigga like Nemo He gonna need a Stitch like Lilo Take a nigga shit like Debo Take a nigga bitch like repo Nigga got holes like Zero bitch Take a chill pill Take a chill pill Take a chill pill Take a chill pill Nigga my money big Nigga, yo money lil Nigga, yo money lil Nigga, yo money lil Bentley truck clean, insides ill Rari guts ew, banana clips peeled You say that shit too much so I know you are not real You niggas broke ribs showing think you need a meal Hunnid on a Patek Maybach tinted Chrome hearts tinted Clyde Christian Bad women Gucci linen Fuck friends I aint friendly Bustdown watch Buy a yacht Nigga cant cuff no thots Nigga, we aint cuffing no thots Bad bitch fucking on spot Lick it from the bottom to the top Nigga, we aint dissing on songs Nigga, we throwing shots Young Savage used to trap on Glennwood Road I bank with Wells Fargo, I cant chase no ho Nigga, I wet my lawyer if my case dont close Hunnids on me and they cant fold Pourin up red, dawg Nigga banging red, dawg When I was a young nigga ran from the red dot Whispering on the iPhone feds got me scared dawg He aint get the money up I shot him the leg dawg Take a chill pill Take a chill pill Take a chill pill Take a chill pill Nigga my money big Nigga, yo money lil Nigga, yo money lil Nigga, yo money lil Bentley truck clean, insides ill Rari guts ew, banana clips peeled You say that shit too much so I know you are not real You niggas broke ribs showing think you need a meal

Judo Ninth ward Whoa, whoa When you approach a real nigga, better think first Im just a young shooter straight up out the red dirt Smokin Cali pack, I cant even smoke purp Used to trap out the nicks, sell chirp-chirp Birds in my rear view, dirty got thirty bands Serve em through the window, had a lil nigga bitch Spot smokin indo Actin for a nigga, they be actin sentimental Whoa, whoa, whoa Thats on a bitch, straight gun down that fuck boy Put him on display I copped a Rollie, it came with the big face Chop down that brick, nigga, Im master sensei Run through the racks, nigga, Im on a rat race Aint always been up, but I grind on my bad days Wait til they see them brand new paper tags day Im in the fast lane You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me One, two, three, four chains on white tee You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me Five, six, seven, eight grand on white tee VVSs on me bling blaow We movin silent, but the weed loud Choppa kickin like kung-pow Nut all on a nigga bitch, ha Sprayin bitches with that Ace of Spades Hit em in the temple, pew, fade Get some money, watch these niggas fade Loso rollin loaded, catch a play You aint never seen a nigga like me, hold up Do the right thing, nigga, Spike Lee, hold up Pour me up a four inside a iced tea, hold up Knock a nigga out like Ali, hold up You aint never seen a nigga, spendin Come through like Obama, bitch Im tinted Everything you niggas got, you rented Rappin all your life, and Im independent Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me One, two, three, four chains on white tee You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me Five, six, seven, eight grand on white tee You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me One, two, three, four chains on white tee You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me Five, six, seven, eight grand on white tee Y-you aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like this And I do the Rollie, not the Breitling Pull up in that motherfucker shining Hellcat it run, and boy, that motherfucker hauling Name a bitch in the city I aint motherfuckin doggin I shouldve kept hoopin cause I was motherfuckin balling Aint wastin no time, nigga I aint motherfuckin stallin Get the commas, get the cash Ima pull up in a foreign, nigga do the dash I got niggas, theyll rob your ass without a mask Loso Loaded, he aint never goin out bad Whoa, whoa, I had to switch up the face Wells Fargo, I dont bank with no Chase Felipe with me, that my motherfuckin ace You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me One, two, three, four chains on white tee You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me Five, six, seven, eight grand on white tee You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me One, two, three, four chains on white tee You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me Five, six, seven, eight grand on white tee You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint, you aint, you aint never seen a nigga like me You aint never seen a nigga like me You aint, you aint, you aint, you aint never seen a nigga like me

Grab my gun then slide on a pussy nigga I will not run nor hide from a pussy nigga Im the murder man , Uzi man Essie man , Uzi man Tattoo on my face, gold on my chain  I dont want her name, I change her last name I put in work, go check my net worth I dont get messy, but I do the dirt Okay, just- Pass the lizzy , pass the glizzy Pass the bucky , pass the tekky Ayy, I dont know where the fuck youre from, but Ill find out Tell gang, book a seven seater and well Pass your opp , pass the blocky Pass the cops , pass the shotty You claim that youre a tough guy I know youre lyin I know your block better than you, so why you hidin? I be on the block, like a lineman I done took more jewelry than a pirate We like models, cars and cash, but we violent Glizzy with the switch, I am looking for my rival Got his baby mama suckin on my private He told the police everything, we call him diary None of my opps aint never scoped, them niggas lyin Big 4L, that equal gun smoke and siren Opps still try test temperaments From doing drills to fashion, we LDM Gucci, bought ten, might step in for more I might go blow a bag out of boredom I left my new ho, for my new ho She taught me awful shit, make no tutorial I got that call, unannounced after two shows I pull up my trackie and I left with blue balls Might step in, twenty on me, maybe Fenty on me Big drip splashy on me, Lenny Henry on me Bad bitch come to the niz, I got plenty on me She play it right, then she might end up in a penty, probably Okay, grab my gun then slide on a pussy nigga I will not run nor hide from a pussy nigga Im the murder man, Uzi man, ooh AK man, kill a man, yeah Pass the lizzy , pass the glizzy Pass the bucky , pass the blicky Ayy, I dont know where the fuck youre from, but Ill find out Tell gang, book a seven seater and well Pass your opps , pass the blocky Pass your Glock , pass the Glocky You claim that youre a tough guy I know youre lyin I know your block better than you, so why you hidin?

I just caused a spill, damn I can tell that you aint real, you are not in the field I was kicking doors for real, all I did was whip I was out there running wild, packin thirty clips Now Im walkin in with style, all I do is drip I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill On my Sauce Savage shit, all I do is drill I just knocked a new bitch, I just want the grip Damn, I just caused a spill And all my diamonds real I split the grip on them See you and me are not the same like a synonym I came up serving cocaine for some dividends But now I just stack it and stack it I dont want the bitch, she a faggot And I get to the money, its my habit See i play with them racks like Serena And the bitch say Im fresh like a cleaner In the game while you up in the bleachers Im a dealer, I serve you some features Rocking Maison Margielas for sneakers Rocking Maison Margielas for style too Ima get it and get it and count the loot Ima hit em, I aim at the fountain blues So give me a room and go see the view, damn And now had live on them couches I came up from dealing amounts I came up from dealing them squares Dont fuck with the weak, I can tell that you frail I can tell that you aint real, you are not in the field I was kicking doors for real, all I did was whip I was out there running wild, packin thirty clips Now Im walkin in with style, all I do is drip I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill On my Sauce Savage shit, all I do is drill I just knocked a new bitch, I just want the grip Murder gang I drip Bitch I keep a trip Pull that off the hip He just copped a clip He just copped a drum That’s a whole hundred Bitch my bankroll None’ but old hundreds I pull out and nut in her back Bitch I’m a pimp, I’m a mack You play with this shit you get whacked I slime ‘em and sell this shit back Young Savage took Jill from Jack Young Savage, I keep me a strap I put the cat in the hat I put the top in the lap Bitch you gon’ get it and go Bitch I’m gon’ hit it and go I hit the whip in the bowl I put my wrist in the bowl I put my dick in your ho She kissin’ it, lickin’ it, bro I put that bitch in Dior Murder gang, nigga woah I can tell that you aint real, you are not in the field I was kicking doors for real, all I did was whip I was out there running wild, packin thirty clips Now Im walkin in with style, all I do is drip I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill On my Sauce Savage shit, all I do is drill I just knocked a new bitch, I just want the grip I got twenty thousand in my grill Oh my sauce, I just made a spill Niggas mad ‘cause I’m really pimping Niggas mad ‘cause I’m really dripping Niggas mad ‘cause I’m knocking bitches Had to thank god for the way I’m living Cause I could be in the penitentiary But a nigga still here dripping I got the sauce from myself I got the proof on the shelf Sauce Twinz been drippin’ on ‘em Big Sancho been pimpin’ on ‘em And my neck full of gold medals Me and Leeno down in Splashlanta And we playin’ with the heavy metal Reach for my chain, I’ma I can tell that you aint real, you are not in the field I was kicking doors for real, all I did was whip I was out there running wild, packin thirty clips Now Im walkin in with style, all I do is drip I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill I just caused a spill, damn, I just caused a spill On my Sauce Savage shit, all I do is drill I just knocked a new bitch, I just want the grip

Imma start firing firing firing but If a nigga try me Imma start firing firing firing Wish I can turn back time Hit pause and press rewind Feel like all the real niggas dyin Lord forgive me cuz Im tryin but If a nigga try me Imma start firing Tell my shooter grab the choppa Nigga start firing If a nigga try me Imma start firing Tell my shooter grab the choppa Nigga start firing What the fuck you pose to do When yo stomach keep talkin Lil sister need school clothes You clutchin on yo forty Voices in my head I cant seem to to get em off One sayin stay loyal Other tellin me to cross em Everybody say they bosses but They really all for self Got me thinkin to myself Aint no real niggas left Cuz all the real niggas left They either dead or down the road Niggas goin out bad Theyll kill you bout a ho Man these streets so cold, so cold I swear these streets so cold, so cold I pray to god that he watch my soul And let me know whose a friend or a foe RIP to Johnny B He died right in front of me He was sittin in the driver seat I was sittin in that passenger seat Lil Larry got shot Man my nigga Crucial too Got me wonderin in the streets Like What im pose to do Like Who im pose to trust Like Who im pose to fuck Like This bitch set me up Like Imma wet her up They gave my right hand man life Nigga I got real stripes I remember cold nights TJ lost his whole life I cant take no mo of life But I cant let go of life 6 shots i made it out alive its 21 for life https://youtu.be/Rt_cP1aOYew

Fuck yall niggas, its just my niggas, all my niggas want smoke Dont trust my niggas, dont front my niggas cause all my niggas cut throats Egg beater, all my niggas stretch dope Home invasion, all my niggas kick doors Navy seals, all my niggas on go Pussy cat, all your niggas some hoes I caught another body now I need a shovel, dog Caught another body now I need a shovel, dog I caught another body now I need a shovel, dog Caught another body now I need a shovel, dog 21 nigga, well touch you dog Paradise City, theyll touch you dog 9th Ward niggas, theyll touch you dog Everywhere I go, my niggas clutching, dog Dont you get too close cause Ill bust you, dog I got that Patek on and Ill bust you dog She should be standing on the pole the way she bussing dog You might just get a Gucci purse, you keep on sucking hard Niggas lukewarm and Im fucking hard I got that desert eagle and its fucking cocked Im in the hellcat, my Rari fucking parked I heard you went out bad, you got kicked out the park Caught a body now I need another shovel, dog Caught a body now I need another shovel, dog Caught a body now I need another shovel, dog Caught a body now I need another shovel, dog Aye fuck that shovel, we gon feed you to the gators, nigga 21 gangll bust your , nigga Paradisell bust your fucking , nigga 9th Wardll bust your fucking , nigga Saint Laurent denim, and its tailored, nigga You can get plugged like some cable, nigga I sold a lot of bags in Decatur, nigga I robbed a lot of niggas that aint get no straightening, nigga You think I give a fuck, I know you niggas faking, nigga You think your Instagram gon make me think you dangerous, nigga The trap been hard, the neighbors keep complaining, nigga She say she nervous, she gon suck it through the blanket, nigga I be way higher than Jamaicans, nigga I know a lot of niggas thatll take a nigga Dont you get it twisted cause Im famous, nigga Ill still leave your ass stinking, nigga Bumblebee, bumblebee, stinging like a bumblebee Floating like a butterfly cause I smoke on a bunch of weed Point that nigga out that saying he gon throw a punch at me Old dawg, Mossberg, yeah I got that pump with me I caught another body now I need a shovel, dog Caught another body now I need a shovel, dog I caught another body now I need a shovel, dog Caught another body now I need a shovel, dog 21 nigga, well touch you dog Paradise City, theyll touch you dog 9th Ward niggas, theyll touch you dog Everywhere I go, my niggas clutching, dog

JYork, whoa, thank you sir All this money comin fast, I cant find nowhere to stash it Lil mama ass fat, huh, I cant wait to smash it Chokers on my neck boy, yeah Im rockin carats You can throw it in the bag, bitch I think Im Fabolous All this shit came off of gas, never seen advance check I just sent like thirty bags down to the projects I got one, two, three, four shooters clutchin carbons I got bad bitches and they ass fat Rock designer bags and they shoes match They whole squad pretty, all yall can get it They on Live with it, they hashtag litty We on the sofa, poppin bottles, I just capped for fifty Paparazzi snappin pictures, everybody lookin Gold bottles everywhere, this is a motion movie Fuck work, bitch said its goin up on Tuesday Parkin lot, I killed them, I left the top roofless Boss bitch with me named Cookie so Im Lucious Forty shots, no handgun, Im shootin a baby Uzi 220 on the dash, I hit the gas, I bet I lose em All this money comin fast, I cant find nowhere to stash it Lil mama ass fat, huh, I cant wait to smash it Chokers on my neck boy, yeah Im rockin carats You can throw it in the bag, bitch I think Im Fabolous All this shit came off of gas, never seen advance check I just sent like thirty bags down to the projects I got one, two, three, four shooters clutchin carbons I dont need burglar bars, German Shephards in my yard Merry Christmas, Happy New Years, I bought choppers for the squad I been robbin since a youngin, I put trackers on your Dodge You a rapper, Im a clapper, Put a hundred in your Ford I got one, two, three, four Ms in my bank account Five, six, seven, eight niggas ready to shake you down I aint with the fake shit, fake dap, fake pics AR with the scope, I give your pussy ass a face lift Moncler jacket cost a thirty, I aint cappin Army fatigue boots two thousand, I aint cappin I aint talkin clothes, lil nigga Im talkin trappin Ask around the city, everybody know that we bout action All this money comin fast, I cant find nowhere to stash it Lil mama ass fat, huh, I cant wait to smash it Chokers on my neck boy, yeah Im rockin carats You can throw it in the bag, bitch I think Im Fabolous All this shit came off of gas, never seen advance check I just sent like thirty bags down to the projects I got one, two, three four shooters clutchin carbons Im in the brackets by myself, yeah, Im forever servin Prophet to the trap, some call me the eight sermon I be where its bite and slash scary, but Im never nervous Horses in the engine, if I hit it watch my whip swerve Mask on, creep silent, watch me perv Im a situation starter but Im excellent with words Im fanatic with them bags and I just jugg off them birds And Im a rack real haver so I talk with a slur Mastermind of the trap but cleaned it up with rap I got racks on racks on racks and all this shit here came off cap Every time I talk that jug shit, I know you wanna trap Nothin but trap talk

Bitch, yeah, yeah 21 Savage, the bad guy Yeah, yeah, hang around bad guys Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, Slaughter Gang shit Yeah, yeah, yeah I feel like Tony, Im a bad guy Extended clip cause Im a bad guy All I hang around is bad guys  All I hang around is bad guys You play with the shit, you get whacked I pull up and shoot at your neck My clip longer than my leg I dont wan fuck, I want head Who done there got be back started? Who done there got be back started? Who done there got be back started? Who done there got be back started? Yall all done got me back started Yall all done got me back started Yall all done got me back started Yall all done got me back started Slaughter King, bitch Diamonds in my ring, bitch I dont give a fuck about a bitch All I wanna do is hit licks Fuck a trapper, I take shit Fuck your bitch, I take your bitch Im tryna go me buy a Wraith and shit The choppa make you do the Matrix, bitch No Miami, I got heat Got the choppa on the seat We dont play round with that beef If he gon play, we gon eat Yeah nigga, free the wolf Niggas scared, niggas shook Slaughter Gang got the hook Fold a nigga like a book We run through these bitches We count up these digits I dont got no feelings My coupe got no ceilings Drug dealin and killin But I prefer killin Im not with that talkin Young Savage a villain Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah I feel like Tony, Im a bad guy Extended clip cause Im a bad guy All I hang around is bad guys All I hang around is bad guys You play with the shit, you get whacked I pull up and shoot at your neck My clip longer than my leg I dont wan fuck, I want head Who done there got be back started? Who done there got be back started? Who done there got be back started? Who done there got be back started? Yall all done got me back started Yall all done got me back started Yall all done got me back started Yall all done got me back started ... I be Notoriou5 Bino, pullin up in your hood Just like Boyz N The Hood, all red, 745 With the choppa out the back window Hangin out with them savages, all my niggas, they be havin it Long clip, them extendos, play your ass like Nintendo Blowin gas out the window, gettin brain from your main bitch Young nigga tryna get rich, but I still slap me a ho And I still kick me a door, makin him get on the floor Put the pump in your mouth, tell em, Get out the door Let a nigga off the in club, with all of my thugs We on them drugs, we dont give a fuck Thats your girl? She show me love Cause she know Im a bad guy, she know wassup I feel like Tony, Im a bad guy Extended clip cause Im a bad guy All I hang around is bad guys All I hang around is bad guys You play with the shit, you get whacked I pull up and shoot at your neck My clip longer than my leg I dont wan fuck, I want head Who done there got be back started? Who done there got be back started? Who done there got be back started? Who done there got be back started? Yall all done got me back started Yall all done got me back started Yall all done got me back started Yall all done got me back started

Am I my brothers keeper? Nino Brown 100,000 off a beeper, Nino Brown I cant believe that my homie was a rat, Nino Brown And my dopeman still smokin crack, Nino Brown 50 bricks in the projects, Nino Brown 50 broad day in apartments, Nino Brown Imma take over the whole city, Nino Brown Imma run me up a whole milli, Nino Brown 21 Savage, I feel like Nino In aparments, shootin Cee-lo Got lil hair with me, and 3 kilos Finna remix a nigga at the stove I feel like Nino in the carter sellin dope Only differents nigga Im on that glint Monroe Splashing with the water when it leave the stove When it lock up, that mean I struck gold I feel like Nino I feel like Nino All this damn money got me feelin like Nino All this damn money got me feelin like Nino 21! Am I my brothers keeper? Nino Brown 100,000 off a beeper, Nino Brown I cant believe that my homie was a rat, Nino Brown And my dopeman still smokin crack, Nino Brown 50 bricks in the projects, Nino Brown 50 broad day in apartments, Nino Brown Imma take over the whole city, Nino Brown Imma run me up a whole milli, Nino Brown I need a rockin bod baby like Keisha Down bitch dont check you with a nina She gave me loyalty, I gave that bitch a Beamer She gave me more, I put a quarter on her finger These niggas workin with reinforcements like G Money But you cant break my operation, Im gettin money I got a 100 round drum my choppa gunnin snitched on me they Fuck the fame nigga Bitch switch she get dro in champagne, nigga Rottweiler off the leash, Im off the chain, nigga This the life when you sellin cocaine, nigga Am I my brothers keeper? Nino Brown 100,000 off a beeper, Nino Brown I cant believe that my homie was a rat, Nino Brown And my dopeman still smokin crack, Nino Brown 50 bricks in the projects, Nino Brown 50 broad day in apartments, Nino Brown Imma take over the whole city, Nino Brown Imma run me up a whole milli, Nino Brown

Humble nigga, but I like to tote that four five Nigga try and rob me, he gon need like four or five niggas, yeah 1500 block, everybody tote a pistol Yeah, pussy you can get your issue, yeah Nigga, fuck your set or whoever ridin with you Know I keep that stick, you know them niggas dyin with you 1500 block, everybody tote a pistol Yeah, pussy you can get your issue, yeah Nigga, you can get your issue See that chopper flash, nigga, you aint takin pictures Huh, shoot it up like Brian Nichols Yeah, you gon need like nine niggas Put that check on your head, fuck whoever ridin with you Put that check on your head, now aint nobody ridin with you Surround myself around some killers, yeah And everybody tote a pistol, yeah My nigga Sammy gone, that shit had drove me crazy I think about it on the daily I keep it if you try and play me Uh, I cant let no nigga take me Humble nigga, but I like to tote that four five Nigga try and rob me, he gon need like four or five niggas, yeah 1500 block, everybody tote a pistol Yeah, pussy you can get your issue, yeah Nigga, fuck your set or whoever ridin with you Know I keep that stick, you know them niggas dyin with you 1500 block, everybody tote a pistol Yeah, pussy you can get your issue, yeah Nigga tryna rob me You gon need the whole hood with me You can ask the whole East Savage keep a long ass pistol Nigga she a whole freak She just wanna lick my pickle Fuckin on her five years On God I aint never kissed her I keep that stick on me lil ho You know that shit on me lil ho All this drip on me lil ho Fuck around and slip on me lil ho All my shit go plat-plat Savage still fuckin on a nat nat Put a hundred round drum on your scatpack Yall niggas hang around rat-rats Humble nigga, but I still keep the four five Nigga tryna rob me, he got shot by four five niggas 4L Gang, everybody keep a missile Broad day, red light, fuck nigga well hit you Humble nigga, but I like to tote that four five Nigga try and rob me, he gon need like four or five niggas, yeah 1500 block, everybody tote a pistol Yeah, pussy you can get your issue, yeah Nigga, fuck your set or whoever ridin with you Know I keep that stick, you know them niggas dyin with you 1500 block, everybody tote a pistol Yeah, pussy you can get your issue, yeah

Okay, been a long day, put the smoke in my face Bend it over baby, stroking away Give me your legs, your ocean, got my face in the pool Okay, niggas dont play when it come to the pay Dumping broad day, maybe someone should pray You been away too long, nothing change in the hood So you say, rain, rain, come and go today, novocaine Numb the pain, roll a J, told her throw away, all the homies say, okay Yeah, uh, alright, I took a little break to light the joint before the show start I know you cant relate but if you can this feel like your story Same lil niggas scraping up some change just to ask a stranger, cop the swisher wraps Or a pack of papers underage teenage niggas living without a wage Wage wars through the fourth ward Flipping through the pages full of rage, how they came and snatch the land, and the acres Did a rebrand sell it back to the people with some paper I just came back, stateside, 150 days, University Ave Lil niggas with water cases at my window Tryna sell a bottle saying big bro, fuck with me, I aint out here selling drawers tryna kick doors So it seemed he reaped the benefits, coming tenfold I go to call the high around the corner for your info Last time a rover, but this time you in the benzo I know you got it, Im tryna get it and be legit tho Its hard for a nigga bro Push the fucking pack off on the porch or break a pound down Get the scrap if it happen to blow, it make surround sounds Pussycat on my lap, push it back and go to town, now Putting rap on my back and Im black and snatching crowns I came back around like a nigga selling crack in pounds I got a bag now but its nothing to brag bout Gun blasting the background, Im a black man with the blood hounds Mac 10 making love sounds, two bad chicks, she from uptown, up from down south, not a loudmouth, we can fuck around Hit the music, baby, cut it down Hit a doobie while you do me and indubitably I feel like Ima bust now I feel like a bust down when I shine bright, blind niggas is up now In the cut, big black truck packs, you can pick it up now, nigga, fuck it, okay Push the fucking pack off on the porch or break a pound down Get the scrap if it happen to blow, it make surround sounds Pussycat on my lap, push it back and go to town, now Putting rap on my back and Im black and snatching crowns Me and my money attached emotionally, I get to clutching if you get too close to me Im at the top where Im posed to be Jump in the game, niggas act like they coaching me 400 racks aint shit but a show to me Im on the road and I bet that your hoe with me When Im in traffic its always a poe wit me Pillsbury man, I keep dough on me Hit from the back, she giving me slurp and I aint even pull my pants down Jump in the box and slide to the other side, its always a man down Drive down, hands in the air, nigga make one move, get gunned down Giving out smoke so long they dont even wanna talk no more, it just run out No locked doors, I serve with a chop Bitch got spent, she was hanging with an opp We call him Mickey, he talk to the cops I was on Back in the day I invest in the block Fast forward now Im investing in stocks I put a drum on the Heckler and Koch Dont play cause Im very invested in shots Push the fucking pack off on the porch or break a pound down Get the scrap if it happen to blow, it make surround sounds Pussycat on my lap, push it back and go to town, now Putting rap on my back and Im black and snatching crowns

1-0 raps in my backpack, nigga I had a strap in my backpack, nigga Had that crack in my backpack, nigga Murder gang nigga, blatt blatt I listened to your tape and it was wack ... I could make a porno out my snapchats, nigga, nigga Fuck you mean, nigga? Thousand dollar jeans, nigga, nigga I dont drink green, nigga, nigga We drankin real lean, nigga, nigga, nigga Fuck you mean, nigga? All that jewelry, made em tuck that 1-0 raps in my backpack, nigga I had a strap in my backpack, nigga Had that crack in my backpack, nigga Murder gang nigga, blatt blatt

21, you a fuckin shrimp, lil’ nigga Woah, I got somethin for that lip, lil nigga Woah, have you with a limp, lil’ nigga Woah, cut you up, no temp, lil nigga I get money cause Im rich, nigga, yeah I might fuck all on your bitch, nigga, yeah Got her drankin in the VIP, nigga, yeah She want a gangster, not a wimp, nigga, yeah Goyard duffle, yeah, yeah Got that Draco in it, yeah, yeah Tryna whip a chicken, yeah, yeah Tryna break the pot, yeah, yeah And I got that Glock, yeah yeah I got thirty shots, yeah, yeah Young Savage trappin, yeah, yeah And Im fuckin rappin’, yeah, yeah Ayy, lil’ bitch, you tryna blow it, yeah Woah, chopper like a lawnmower, yeah Woah, got that motherfuckin dagger on me Woah, stab a nigga and his lil homie, woah And I’m ballin like Nowitzki, woah I get head like Lewinsky, woah Police tryna fingerprint me, woah Im runnin out that motherfucker, nigga, woah Get money like a motherfucker, nigga Bags in, nigga, gas in Cash out, nigga, cash in I’m robbin, ski maskin You niggas know that Im bout action Fishtail with the traction Fuck a fistfight, nigga, I was blasting Air that motherfucker out, we was smashin Got them VVSs on me, nigga, glass Fuck school, nigga, always skipped class Fuck the other side, throwin red rags Slaughter Gang, PDE gon do you bad, nigga Runnin through this cash, through this cash, nigga And my bitch bad, bitch bad, nigga Yeah, and I got a bag, got a bag, nigga Why these niggas mad, why they sad, nigga? Cause Im poppin, ho, yeah Im poppin, ho Got your main bitch, pussy poppin, ho We dont want that pussy, we just want that toppy, ho And I dont want it if the shit aint sloppy, ho And I got that Glock, yeah yeah I got thirty shots, yeah, yeah Young Savage trappin, yeah, yeah And Im fuckin rappin, yeah, yeah 21, yeah, yeah, nigga, yeah, yeah, 21 Serve a nigga with no scale, scale, 21 Come and help me wrap this bale, bale, 21 Fuck 12, no seatbelt, 21 Fuck 12, I dont need help, 21 12 gauge, nigga, thats my help, 21 12 gauge, nigga, thats my help, 21 Fuck 12, I dont need help, woah Niggas tryna put the feds on me, woah My young niggas droppin shells on em, woah I know they scared now, scared now Niggas broke, they cant even pay they bail now, ayy And I got that Glock, yeah yeah I got thirty shots, yeah, yeah Young Savage trappin, yeah, yeah And Im fuckin rappin, yeah, yeah, yeah Them VVSs got her hypnotized, yeah I used to walk around with two nines, woah Then I hit a nigga for two nines, 21 Thats a half a brick, lil nigga, 21 You a fuckin shrimp, lil nigga, woah I got some for that lip, lil nigga, woah Have you with a limp, lil nigga, woah Cut you up, no temp, lil nigga, yeah I get money cause Im rich, nigga, yeah I might fuck all on your bitch, nigga, yeah Got her drankin in the VIP, nigga, yeah She want a gangster, not a wimp, nigga, yeah You only gangster when the gangsters gone, 21 You just a pussy with a camera phone, 21 You just a bitch with an Instagram, 21 No trigger finger, I got a trigger hand, 21 All of em like to shoot nigga, 21 All of em like boot nigga, 21 All of em in your boot nigga, 21 Finger holes, nigga finger holes, 21 You just a pussy with some finger rolls, 21 I cant respect a nigga with cornrows, 21 Broke nigga with your brothers clothes, 21 Broke nigga fuckin your brothers hoes, 21 And I got that Glock, yeah yeah I got thirty shots, yeah, yeah Young Savage trappin, yeah, yeah And Im fuckin rappin, yeah, yeah, 21 Im a gangster, you a good dude, 21 I wont text her til she send nudes, 21 She call my phone when the rent due, 21 I aint got a dime for your stankin ass, 21 Wash your behind with your stankin ass, bitch And your nigga broke, down bad, bitch All my niggas havin fuckin bags, bitch Rich niggas, rich niggas, rich, 21 Hit nigga, hit nigga, hit, 21 That stick nigga, stick nigga, stick, 21 Bricks nigga, licks nigga, hits, 21 Niggas tryna put the feds on me, woah My young niggas droppin shells on em, woah My young niggas droppin shells on em, woah My young niggas droppin shells on em, woah

Yeah Lil niggas better shut the fuck up Bout to ask yall for yall motherfuckin opinions Sit yall ass down somewhere Leave this shit up to the professionals Chea ChopStars Yall know who the best in the slow down game, mane You know what this is OG Ron C DJ Slim K Hold on, lemme let my homie holla at chu Yo, yo, yo Its your boy Metro Boomin aka Young Metro 3 times Its Savage Mode 2: Chopped Up Not Slopped Up But my boy OG Ron C and DJ Slim K are the chopstars If it dont say chopstars on the front, you got slopped up not chopped up Believe that You know how we rockin, we fuckin wit Texas thе extra long way Metro I got small fries want my spot, spot, spot Most thеse rappers cap, cap, cap, cap, cap Most these rappers cap, cap, cap, cap, cap I got small fries want my spot, spot, spot Most these rappers cap, cap, cap, cap, cap Metro I got small fries want my spot, spot, spot Want my spot, spot, spot Want my spot, spot, spot Most these rappers cap, cap, cap, cap, cap I got small fries want my spot, spot

Spend a hundred racks on a jet Flight attendant givin me neck Yall niggas sippin on fake Act Savage still drinkin that Tec Big blood red nose reindeer Zone 6 nigga I hang here Yall niggas talk that cap but its been 10 years nigga since you came here These niggas droppin like flies Gold in my mouth like Plies All these bitches be breakin up with me cause Savage be tellin em lies 35 hunnid thats slide Put a hunnid shots in your ride Tryna hold the whip while she suckin me up, fuck around and get a DUI She do something strange For a piece of change Went and bought a range That’s a piece of change Blood in my veins, blood diamonds in my chain Heart done turned to an icebox, nigga, Eliantte did my rings Doodoo on the beat Doodoo on the beat Doodoo on the beat Doodoo on the beat Doo doo on the streets Doo doo on the streets Doo doo on the streets Doo doo on the streets MAC-11 cleaning up the streets Spent 60 on a diamond dog leash Givin out drip, bitch eat Percocet geeked, Im street Chopper get to kickin like Ryu Make a nigga fuck around and buy you Catch you at the red light and chop your coupe Wifey in my condo blowin like a flute Heard you got dope so we runnin Seen the bitch cookin, no pans This 4-5 do damage Youre coolin on the five star, start fannin Shoot they trained elite He on drank, get robbed while you sleep Bitch tryna get a , not with me In the coupe, its a frog, watch it leap Doodoo on the beat Doodoo on the beat Doodoo on the beat Doodoo on the beat Doo doo on the streets Doo doo on the streets Doo doo on the streets Doo doo on the streets Doo doo on the streets Doo doo on the streets

Big Boat, Big Boat, King Boat Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name, nigga Since they went, I had come up in the game These niggas throw dirt on my name, huh Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name Ayy I do not want no Aventador I might go run for the senator None of these pussy ass rap niggas never ever been my mentor These niggas hard on the internet These niggas take pictures when they rock charterjets I dont take pictures, just do it Didnt have to say it, you knew it Shout out to 21 gang Look at my chain, VVS diamonds, they bling, they blaow, they blang My ring, my watch, my rings Cost something, the price was insane How did you do it, how did you do it? Follow vermons in the Buick Record so the city can view it Big Boat, Big Boat, King Boat Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name, nigga Since they went, I had come up in the game These niggas throw dirt on my name, huh Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name Woah, woah, put some respect on my name Put some respect on my gang Put some respect on my chain Put some respect on my aim Put some respect on my aim My shooters, they pull up and shoot at your brain Put some respect on my Pyrex, nigga, Im cooking cocaine Put some respect on my Instagram, I know your bitch wanna fuck for the fame Put some respect on my shoes cause the bottom look like I done stepped in some paint Poured up, told the pharmacist put some respect on my pain You know I got a lot of money, ho, put some respect on my bank Get on your knees, bitch, Young Savage put respect on her face, eugh, aight Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name, nigga Since they went, I had come up in the game These niggas throw dirt on my name, huh Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name Put some respect on my name, nigga Put some respect on my name

Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you 50 round drum and my Tony Romo, I aint playin with you 50 round drum and my Tony Romo, I aint playin with you Rambo, I got a handgun, made out of rubber Fuck you, you fuckin love her, I crushed the rubber Hilton, I fuck her face in, I got a Roogger Glock, and I keep it on me, and Im goin use them Shooter, a fuckin shooter, hate on my fuckin shooter These losers, they fuckin losers, talk through computers Me, Im a real listed, with no balistic 30 polls for the gang, thats how Im rockin Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you 50 round drum and my Tony Romo, I aint playin with you 50 round drum and my Tony Romo, I aint playin with you 50 round drum on the back of my gun Rode up, you niggas goin run I think I got one Its young Savage, come and do a slaughter I made a living off fuckin daughters 21 shit, OBV shit Pull up on your bitch Im stuffin in my fist A 50 round drum, I aint squosh the shit A murder gang bitch nigga talk, all I do is play 6 50 round drum, 50 round drum, you niggas goin dip Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you Bitch, keep my drum and my 20 and my 40, I aint playin with you 50 round drum and my Tony Romo, I aint playin with you 50 round drum and my Tony Romo, I aint playin with you

Young Savage Bitch Trappin in the six Trappin out a vette Trappin with a TEC Pussy nigga try me Send some shots right through your neck Young Savage Bitch Trappin in the six Trappin out a vette Trappin with a TEC Pussy nigga try me Send some shots right through your neck Baby close your legs I know the pussy wet Just open your mouth I want some head I walk inside the bank like all I want is checks All these damn shootouts make me feel like Im a vet Standing over the stove nigga Nigga Im standing over the stove I got Gambine if you wan play with your nose Took that trap money spend a ten on some clothes I feel like Don Juan I be pimpin all these hoes Slaughter gang summer everybody get Young Savage Bitch Trappin in the six Trappin out a vette Trappin with a TEC Pussy nigga try me Send some shots right through your neck Young Savage Bitch Trappin in the six Trappin out a vette Trappin with a TEC Pussy nigga try me Send some shots right through your neck Young Savage Bitch Trappin in the six Trappin out a vette Trappin with a TEC Pussy nigga try me Send some shots right through your neck

I wont ever fold, no I wont sell my soul, no They turned my heart cold, yeah, ah, ah Its my time and I cant hold out I hit the booth and pour my soul out Niggas change and they gon fold, yeah I lost my brother, my heart cold now, uh God just sent me halo, yeah They want me dead, I gotta lay low, nah I aint scared, Im in safe mode, ah I aint scared, Im in safe mode, ah Im safer than ever, ah I got a trey for whoever, ah Patiently waitin forever Lately I been conversatin with the devil, yeah Play with the devil, you lose I lost my brother in school I was breakin all the rules They dont even have a clue All the cases I done had Fucked around and made the news It was time for me to win All I ever did was lose And thats why I pour my soul out Go the hardest, I cant hold out I lost my brother, my heart cold now I swear Im in safe mode now Its my time and I cant hold out I hit the booth and pour my soul out Niggas change and they gon fold, yeah I lost my brother, my heart cold now, uh God just sent me halo, yeah They want me dead, I gotta lay low, nah I aint scared, Im in safe mode, ah I aint scared, Im in safe mode Yeah, they want me dead, I got that stick nigga Im watchin out for Crown Vics nigga 4L gang known to send a blitz nigga Young Savage, John Gotti with the hits nigga I want all the smoke, Im in savage mode boy Yall niggas actin like hoes, pull your panties up boy Damn near cried a puddle nigga when I lost my brother Fuck that shit, I went and bought a draco and a shovel Gotta know which way to move, better play it safe Wrong move, wrong day, end up with a K I aint never wrote no statement I aint never did no faking I aint never tucked my tail lil nigga, I always kept it gangster Its my time and I cant hold out I hit the booth and pour my soul out Niggas change and they gon fold, yeah I lost my brother, my heart cold now, uh God just sent me halo, yeah They want me dead, I gotta lay low, nah I aint scared, Im in safe mode, ah I aint scared, Im in safe mode Yeah, yeah, I aint scared, Im in safe Yeah yeah yeah, I aint scared, Im in safe mode, yeah, huh-uh Hey you can hear the pain in my voice You can see the pains on the boy I was in the rain servin boy Now Im in the Range and the Royce All this drank got me noddin Ive been cursed from the stars Ive been blamed for it all How you gon change on me dog? I got no heart, two Glocks and an AR Say more, you gotta pray boy You know them boys dont play boy Yeah you know the boy got, yeah Power, I call shots, yeah Fly nigga, yall not, yeah Hundred K for my watch, yeah-heah Its my time and I cant hold out I hit the booth and pour my soul out Niggas change and they gon fold, yeah I lost my brother, my heart cold now, uh God just sent me halo, yeah They want me dead, I gotta lay low, nah I aint scared, Im in safe mode, ah I aint scared, Im in safe mode I aint scared Im in I aint scared Im in safe mode