y’all know what’s goin’ on
gang ’til i’m gone
4l gang ’til i’m gone
if young metro don’t trust you i’m gon’
roll the window down stick the glock out stick the glock out
this chopper got a amp i’ma rock out i’ma rock out
when it’s time for smoke they gon’ cop out they gon’ cop out
this ak47 made in moscow made in moscow
all these dead bodies got me seein’ strange things straight up
both sides of the gun i done dealt and felt the pain on god
driveby nah we the walkup gang
i come from the 6 where they chalk up lames on god
slide in and out out
spend the night i doubt doubt
gold grill mouth mouth
i come from the south south
we was stealin’ cars
you was inside the house pussy
i know he gon’ be a rat one day
right now we call him a mouse
i got lots of stripes all my niggas shyst
you can roll the dice you might lose your life
keep my desert eagle on me he not nothin’ nice
i just need one glock nas need one mic lil’ bitch
i done did a lot in the streets and them facts
ptsd like i came from iraq on god
you made it from the gutter then i’m tippin’ my hat i am
don’t go big on me you might get hit with this mac brrah
i don’t need no holster you get burned like toaster
i don’t drink no liquor but i’m smokin’ on mimosa yeah
we been gettin’ that jewish money everything is kosher on god
bought myself a ‘ventador and bought my bitch a roadster straight up
drive my lambo to the store i’ma wave with my doors
i’m on glenwood not the ave nigga the road
talkin’ on the pillow nigga that shit for the hoes straight up
i’d never snitch on my enemies or my bros never
i’m so dawg i’m so sg yeah
i’m so 4l gang i keep a glock not an xd
head so good she not even white i still call her becky yeah yeah
richard mille cost so much i could push a button and see next week straight up
0 on the glizzy got my pants dizzy pants dizzy
playin’ ’round with savage you get shot in the kidney shot in the kidney
so many drums he gon’ think a band hit him ha
chopper clapped his ass he thought a hand hit him ha
i do the blocboy jb on a brick skrrt skrrt
make your crew do the electric slide with this stick straight up
she don’t get no new chanel she gon’ throw a fit straight up
i wanna buy that girl the world the way she suck this dick yeah
fronted me some bags i ran out the same night damn
when i was in jail on my momma i ain’t kite damn
niggas know i’m solid i shoot and i fight straight up
you just wear adidas but in real life i got stripes
i got lots of stripes all my niggas shiest’
you can roll the dice you might lose your life
keep my desert eagle on me he not nothin’ nice
i just need one glock nas need one mic
my brother down the road they tried to give him life
he swear he so creative turned a toothbrush to a knife
savage got your wifey playin’ with herself on skype
she thought the ac was on it was just my ice
we pull up ready to shoot brrrah
y’all ready to fight stupid
pull up ready to kill yeah
y’all ready to die straight up
brokeass nigga get killed ridin’ a bike pussy
savage left his gun at home nigga yeah right ha
Artist: 21 Savage
Year: 2019
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 362