y’all niggas stop playin’ nigga
y’all niggas know what the fuck goin’ on
big 4l big steppers
big footprints pussy southside on the track yeah
pussy pussy pussy pussy pussy
pussy pussy okay honorable cnote
okay okay okay
okay metro boomin want some more nigga
big 4l i’m a member yeah
leave an opp cold like december what
45 on me it’s a kimber and what
ak knockin’ down trees like timber
get your baby mama ‘fore we bend her
hit the windshield not the fender
givin’ out smoke my agenda
throw the white flag they surrender pussy
all black tux i’m a businessman pussy
millionaire still shakin’ killrs hand woah
take the plug off and the middl man woah
spray the whole block i don’t give a damn woah
fuck a nigga bitch i’m a gentleman
your bitch know i been the man
playin’ with the rock like i’m jigga man
gotta look a nigga in the eyes when you kill a man
glock in my lap everywhere i’m strapped
most these rappers cap i ain’t givin’ dap
glenwood to the flat used to rob and trap
money tall shaq choppa bullets splat
chuck e cheese rat we get rodents whacked
way too many steppers i can’t hold ’em back
body full of scars face full of tats
you pray on your knees i pray to my strap
say you want smoke but the fire come with it
money on your head nigga we’ll come get it
new keltec put a hundun in it
‘partment so sweet threw a honey bun in it
keep it in the street i ain’t doin’ no squealin’
i don’t never put women in my business
fulltime rapper i ain’t doin’ no drillin’
woah woah i can make a m in my sleep straight up
7 breakin’ down a p on god
8 start sellin’ hard with lil b
hundred dollar threefive a whip from d
ridin’ down glenwood tank on e
all about the money i ain’t never smoke weed
cool young nigga still take yo’ cheese pussy
not mine this bitch for us
the gang is what i trust straight up
don’t argue we don’t fuss straight up
no talkin’ he get touched straight up
i can’t smoke my opps on god
’cause all my opps is dust pussy
he think he the battery we call him elon musk pussy
open your mouth when i bust
suck me up slow don’t rush
havin’ threesomes is a must straight up
hit it from the back and she cussed on god
i put his bitch in the benz
she used to ride on the bus damn
i walk around with them thigh pads
but i ain’t got no yard rushed
glock in my lap everywhere i’m strapped
most these rappers cap i ain’t givin’ dap
glenwood to the flat used to rob and trap
money tall shaq choppa bullets splat
chuck e cheese rat we get rodents whacked
way too many steppers i can’t hold ’em back
body full of scars face full of tats
you pray on your knees i pray to my strap
Artist: 21 Savage Metro Boomin
Year: 2020
Decade: 20s
Language: en
Word Count: 329