[Intro: 21 Savage]
(808 Mafia)
Woah, woah, woah
[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
Young nigga got the streets on lock
Young nigga got a 30 on his Glock
I'm a addict at chasing paper, can't stop
Put your arm inside the bowl until it lock (Woah)
Drop my nuts and let 'em hang, nigga, I'm gang (Woah)
Two revolvers on my waist, John Wayne
Fucking this ratchet bitch I met in Blue Flame
Nigga, I kick the shit, lucan
Yeah, pop that shit, yeah
Rich nigga convo, nigga, talk that shit
Yah, sipping out syrup I don't need cough up shit
Yah, real shooters with me, like to chalk up shit
Nigga real talk, got a real bowl and a real fork
Whip it real hard, this a real sword
Bitch I'm Slaughter Gang, we hit real hard
[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Nigga, we don't know y'all boys
Y'all ain't making no noise
Hang with real trappers, nigga we ain't doing no frauds
Got a Christian Lou' fetish, count a lotta lettuce
Bank account heavy, money long and I'm deadly
[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Oh my God, still hanging in the six, nigga
Oh my God, and I came from selling nic's, nigga
Oh my God, Savage made a couple hits, nigga
Oh my God, but I'm known for sending hits, nigga
Oh my God, I might doo-doo on the beat, nigga
Oh my God, Bentley doo-doo on the street, nigga
Oh my God, I act a asshole, bitch boy
Got me back in Savage Mode
[Verse 3: St. Laz]
[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Nigga we don't know y'all boys
Y'all ain't making no noise
Hang with real trappers, nigga we ain't doing no frauds
Got a Christian Lou' fetish, count a lotta lettuce
Bank account heavy, money long and I'm deadly
Nigga we don't know y'all boys
Y'all ain't making no noise
Hang with real trappers, nigga we ain't doing no frauds
Got a Christian Lou' fetish, count a lotta lettuce
Bank account heavy, money long and I'm deadly
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