No I.D

[Intro: Shy Glizzy]

Bitch I don't need NO I.D. I'm with twenty-one

UGH!

Too trill... Nigga!

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]

I got my dollars up and now I'm going dumb

Bitches got some followers and now they acting dumb

Bitch I don't need NO I.D. I'm with twenty-one

It's just us and twenty bitches think we on to something

I'm going dumb

I'm going dumb

Bitch I don't NO I.D. I'm with twenty-one

I'm going dumb

I'm going dumb

I told my partners grab the choppers think we on to something

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]

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

I'm from the streets you just a rapper with a fucking image

I'm 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 I'm gone

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]

I got my dollars up and now I'm going dumb

Bitches got some followers and now they acting dumb

Bitch I don't need NO I.D. I'm with twenty-one

It's just us and twenty bitches think we on to something

I'm going dumb

I'm going dumb

Bitch I don't NO I.D. I'm with twenty-one

I'm going dumb

I'm going dumb

I told my partners grab the choppers think we on to something

[Verse 2: Shy Glizzy]

My niggas right behind me they got twenty guns

If a nigga play with jefe they going to hear something

I'm with a nigga baby moms we in something foreign

Bitch wasn't nothing I won't even give her twenty-one

It's getting lit told my niggas that it's 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

I'm drinking lean out the liter

Posted up with my heater in a white beater

Glizzy gang, slaughter gang, we'll come through squeezing

See you on a Instagram well I already cheated

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]

I got my dollars up and now I'm going dumb

Bitches got some followers and now they acting dumb

Bitch I don't need NO I.D. I'm with twenty-one

It's just us and twenty bitches think we on to something

I'm going dumb

I'm going dumb

Bitch I don't NO I.D. I'm with twenty-one

I'm going dumb

I'm going dumb

I told my partners grab the choppers think we on to something