Go Legend lyrics - Big Sean & Metro Boomin (feat. Travis Scott)
[Diana Ross, Future & Big Sean:]
If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Where are you going to? (Straight)
Do you know?
[Travis Scott & Big Sean:]
Me and my best friend, 7-Eleven (Yeah)
We go legend, we go legend (Yeah, yeah)
We go legend, we go legend (Alright)
We go legend, we go legend, yeah
Me and my best friend (whoa), 7-Eleven, yeah (whoa, yeah)
We go legend (Go), we go legend (Go, yeah, yeah)
We go legend (Go), we go legend (Go legend, it's lit)
We go legend (Straight), we go legend, yeah (Straight up, yeah)
With my best friend (Alright, whoa), 7-Eleven (whoa)
We go legend (Yeah), we go legend
Codeine legend (Yeah, yeah), microphone legend
We go legend, yeah
In my house, yeah
Hear alarms, ringin' through my house (Through my house)
Got 'em goin', comin' in and out (In and out)
What you knowin'? Never run your mouth (Never run your mouth, look)
[Big Sean:]
Bitch, this not a drill, this the real thing (whoa)
I do what the fuck I feel, fuck your feelings, yeah
Made my blueprints, so my life got no ceilings (I don't see 'em)
I create the energy that they keep stealin', yeah
Detroit legend (whoa), microphone legend, yeah
Sean a legend, my bro is John Legend, yeah (whoa, whoa)
All this sunshine, it's still rainin' blessings (whoa)
Skrrt out that Maybach, I'm dressed fresher than my reverend, yeah
Oh my God, oh my God, you cock-blocked
Bitch, I sock you out yo' socks (Bitch)
Me and all my inner circle, we keep thinkin' out the box
Dawg, when life go too hard on you, you gon' go legend or not?
Me, I got no other op—(Got no other op')—tion
I go so hard, I might wake up with a concussion (I go hard)
The way I piece this shit together, man, it's puzzlin' (I go hard)
I do this for the dawgs and nowadays, we husky
God as my witness, you lil' bitches, you can't judge me (God)
[Travis Scott & Big Sean:]
Me and my best friend (Oh, God), 7-Eleven (No, no, yeah)
We go legend, we go legend (Yeah, yeah)
We go legend, we go legend (Alright)
We go legend, we go legend, yeah
With my best friend (whoa), 7-Eleven, yeah (whoa, yeah)
We go legend (Go), we go legend (Go, yeah, yeah), yeah (Yeah)
We go legend (Go), we go legend (Go legend, it's lit)
We go legend (Straight), we go legend, yeah (Straight up, yeah)
With my best friend (Alright, whoa), 7-Eleven (whoa)
We go legend (Yeah), we go legend
Codeine legend (Yeah, yeah, whoa), microphone legend (whoa)
We go legend, yeah
[Big Sean:]
I go legend, I mean, Michael Jackson, hol' up
Prince in action, okay, I'm an original, you just a reenactment
Okay, peace sign and flashes
I live that picture perfect life you lie 'bout in your captions (Mm, mm, mm)
When I was down, I swear they made me feel inferior (Straight up)
Judgin' me by my outside, that's just my exterior (Straight up)
Not seein' what I was made of, that's my interior (Real shit)
Didn't let that shit break me, instead, I broke the barriers
So fuck all y'all, praise Allah
It's my perog' like Bobby, bruh, massages by Nautia
In my castle like Mario, I give this shit my heart and soul
You boys got no cardio, all of my soldiers rock army clothes
'Head of my time like Marty though
Watchin' the Rick and Morty show, while I smoke
All these bands, still fuck her on the floor
Came from the dirt, all I had to do was grow
Remember when my shit got repossessed (Damn)
Mm, that shit had us workin' like we possessed (Goddamn)
[Travis Scott & Big Sean:]
Me and my best friend (Boy), 7-Eleven (Yeah, boy)
We go legend, we go legend (Yeah, yeah)
We go legend, we go legend (Alright)
We go legend, we go legend, yeah
With my best friend (whoa), 7-Eleven, yeah (whoa, yeah)
We go legend (Go), we go legend (Yeah, yeah, go), yeah (Yeah)
We go legend (Go), we go legend (Go legend, it's lit)
We go legend (Straight), we go legend, yeah (Straight up, yeah)
With my best friend (Alright, whoa), 7-Eleven (whoa)
We go legend (Yeah), we go legend
Codeine legend (Yeah, yeah), microphone legend
We go legend, yeah
Big Bidness lyrics - Big Sean & Metro Boomin (feat. 2 Chainz)
[Big Sean:]
Yeah, you hear that?
That's inevitability
You can't stop this shit
I'm too tapped in, too loyal
[Big Sean {Future}:]
Surrounded by a few of my niggas who did breakin' and enterin'
Through a bidness with them because they can't break a commitment (No)
Look, I'm a magician, I belong inside Magic City
Got too much intuition to just blow tuition on titties, I know
Young Metro got that stick, that's a cig', he don't smoke
Fuck around, get smoked
I can't think of one time I was put up on the spot then I choked (I can't)
I can't think of one time I got rich then went broke {Metro Boomin want some more, nigga}
[Big Sean:]
Bitch, I'm doin' digits, all business, big bidness (Big)
See me on the block? Mm-hmm, bitch, it's still bidness (Still)
See my dick off in her mouth? Yup, bitch, it's still bidness (Oh)
Ye said, "Kill 'em all," God the only witness
So I'm set, sunset (Skrrt)
Put it down for the team that I protect (For my team, yeah)
Bitch, please do not interject (Don't)
If you move too quick, I might take it as a threat (Threat)
I'm consistent, I'm persistent, got to get it, bitch, I risk it
Time to hit them big licks and make that shit a tradition
Yeah, what goes around comes around faster than fidgets (whoa)
Man, out you is frigid (whoa), man, these streets is vicious (Vicious)
'Bout to get my girl, some kids just to start a family bidness
'Cause it's all about bidness, yeah, big digit bidness
Yeah, look, we out here tryna start a franchise (Franchise)
We tell the truth, you tellin' stories 'round the campfire (Lil' bitch)
Yeah, it's all game, ho, let it soak (Let it soak)
Me and my bros rock the same chains around like we a cult (God)
I'm the one in the bunch, they protect me like the Pope
Goin' all night on the daily though, rollin' down 7 Mile, bet a thou'
Hit downtown then hit the Isle (Skrrt)
Nothin' free, not even style, free Vezzo, yeah, let him out (Free)
King of my city, man, I feel like I'm Coretta child
I'm my mama son, I gotta rise, I can't let her down
[Big Sean {2 Chainz}:]
Bitch, I'm doin' digits, all business, big bidness (Big)
See me on the block? Mm-hmm, bitch, it's still bidness (Still)
See my dick off in her mouth? Yup, bitch it's still bidness (Oh)
Ye said, "Kill 'em all," God the only witness
So I'm set, sunset (Skrrt)
Put it down for the team that I protect (For my team, yeah)
Bitch, please do not interject (Don't)
If you move too quick, I might take it as a threat {Yeah, 2 Chainz}
[2 Chainz:]
Got 'em waitin' for my verses like it's Christmas decor
Would talk about my exes, but I'm dissin' them all
Bought foreclosed houses and I'm fixin' them all
Anytime I caught work, it was pistols involved (Bow)
Yeah, I'm talkin' big business, here go the statistics
One out every five people trappin' turn snitches
Get up out the game, put it up for a rainy
Hardest-workin' man in showbiz, no complainin' (No complainin')
Yeah, I get a rush from the grind (Ooh)
Touchdown, bust down, single for tonight (Yeah)
When she come over, deep tissue, neck shoulder (Shoulder)
Got a restaurant, a label, and a clothin' line, I ain't lyin' (Nah)
Lyin' down the street (street), discount code, first come, gon' eat (Eat)
And this ain't for the weak, I do it every week (Uh, uh)
I do it in my sleep, got in it like ink (Uh, in it)
[Big Sean:]
Bitch, I'm doin' digits, all business, big bidness (Big)
See me on the block? Mm-hmm, bitch, it's still bidness (Still)
See my dick off in her mouth? Yup, bitch, it's still bidness (Oh)
Ye said, "Kill 'em all," God the only witness
So I'm set, sunset (Skrrt)
Put it down for the team that I protect (For my team, yeah)
Bitch, please do not interject (Don't)
If you move too quick, I might take it as a threat (whoa, whoa)
Look, boy, the bidness internal
The vision's eternal, these niggas will burn you
Don't ask no questions if that shit don't concern you (whoa)
I've been standin' outside all day, man, rockin' my thermal
My off-white came straight from Virgil (Straight)
My brothers on side of me
That's who I turn to when shit gets too turnt to handle it
Dolo, it's too lit, inferno (lit)
While you was dozin', I thought I was nocturnal
I wrote every single success I had first in the journal
You bitches nothin' but hurdles (Nothin')
Boy, I'll hop right over you, who the fuck you think watchin' over you? (Huh?)
I'm God's favorite, you couldn't pray a hundred times a day to have me over through
I'm the bipolar you, I'm doin' what you way too hoe to do (Ho)
I got a ocean-view overview that reminded me this is overdue
Jeez, I don't got feelings, I just fill seats, I'm on fleek
I don't retreat, I did this shit in my sleep (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Sike, I don't sleep, I don't cuddle
Bitch, I'm the team captain inside the huddle
The man of my house and the man your little brother grew up to (Straight)
The man in my hood and all the other hats that I juggle (Straight)
You niggas my little cuzzos, lil' niggas (Lil' niggas)
Nobody sonnin' me, if I am a sun, I'm the one you look up to
(I look up), fuck you
[Big Sean {Future}:]
Big bidness (whoa, whoa, uh-huh)
Yeah, yeah {Metro Boomin' want some more, nigga}
Who's Stopping Me lyrics - Big Sean & Metro Boomin
O sol vive sem amor, eu não vivo sem te ver
Quem chega na maré cheia é cantiga de bem querer
(Shit sound like Narcos)
O sol vive sem amor, eu não vivo sem te ver
Quem chega na maré cheia é cantiga de bem querer
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga, bitch)
Big dawg, autobiography
Make moves with the bros, no choreographies
She told me I'm the one, I looked over, said obviously
Then looked up in the mirror like, who the fuck stoppin' me, huh?
Who stoppin' me, nigga? Shit, who stoppin' me?
At the top, my girl the only one on top of me, nigga
Who stoppin' me, huh? Who stoppin' me?
Keep, keep it goin', don't stop for me
All charged up, I could glow in the dark (Dark)
Sent a text to your girl, I think we growin' apart (whoa)
Sleepin' with one eye open like I'm throwin' a dart (whoa)
Leavin' the crib a hundred deep like we goin' to march
Okay, I pin her on the wall like she go with the art
Tryna keep up with me, oh, I know that shit hard
And I'm goin' too far, niggas ask me who I'm goin' with
I told them my heart, the best beat thus far (The best)
My dawg Earlly tellin' jokes, man I'm laughin' at that
I had a dream I rode with Rosa Parks in the back of the 'Bach (Damn)
And we was blowin' a blunt and she was packin' a strap
Like damn, it do feel good to be black in the back
Goin' so far back, it felt like I was back in the Acura (Swerve, swerve)
Tryna bring it back home like, up bat
You're up, I love pussy so good
It taste like syrup, mixed with Ciroc, and coconut (whoa)
A slick bitch will make you tie your laces
I'm never gettin' sick, sippin' ginger echinacea
Divorced, bein' broke, yeah, I need that separation
To make that paperwork for me and my 'ministration (For the dawgs)
Big dawg, autobiography
Make moves with the bros, no choreographies
She told me I'm the one, I looked over, said obviously
Then looked up in the mirror like, who the fuck stoppin' me, huh?
Who stoppin' me, nigga? Shit, who stoppin' me? (Who stoppin' me?)
At the top, my girl the only one on top of me, nigga
Who stoppin' me, huh? Who stoppin' me? (Who stoppin' me?)
Keep, keep it goin', don't stop for me (don't stop)
Don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Yeah, if Lil Metro don't trust you gettin' shot (Bah, bah, bah)
Don't stop, don't stop
O sol vive sem amor
Don't stop, yeah
Eu não vivo sem te ver
Shit, you know I ain't gon' stop
Quem chega na maré cheia é cantiga de bem querer
Nah, you wanna, you said take your clothes off?
O sol vive sem amor
Eu não vivo sem te ver
Yeah, take that shit off, do that dance I like
Quem chega na maré cheia é cantiga de bem querer
Don, Don, look, baby, I want the full thing, not the teaser (No)
Fuck a teaser, I'm the full feature (whoa)
This African-American express mixed with this Visa
Can get me in and out of anywhere I need to (Oh, God)
Ain't no more disrespectin' me
We grew up poor, I changed my whole family trajectory (Respect)
You couldn't see these type of checks if you was Einstein on Jeopardy (whoa)
Self-made to make that hell of a recipe (Goddamn)
And if you not down with me, you offendin' me (No)
I'm so righteous, I'm prayin' for my enemies (Pray)
'Cause they gon' need that shit for whatever they go and guess on me (Yup)
Turn they ass to history then get back makin' history
See I'm the type to get a check and invest it
Buy some land and protect it (whoa)
Live off the interest and give my family the rest (Straight up)
And then start from square one on some first cigarette shit in a whole new direction (Don, Don)
And I pray you got the courage to flourish
On all your urges, whether it's a new dream or refurbished (whoa)
Understand nothing's off limits if it's on this Earth, bitch
So let's get to work, bitch
Big dawg, autobiography
Make moves with the bros, no choreographies
She told me I'm the one, I looked over, said obviously
Then looked up in the mirror like, who the fuck stoppin' me, huh?
Who stoppin' me, nigga? Shit, who stoppin' me?
At the top, my girl the only one on top of me, nigga
Who stoppin' me, huh? Who stoppin' me?
Keep, keep it goin', don't stop for me
Don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Yeah, if Lil Metro don't trust you, then you're shot (Bah, bah, bah)
Pull Up N Wreck lyrics - Big Sean & Metro Boomin (feat. 21 Savage)
South Side (South Side, South Side)
Pull up and wreck (yeah), pull up and
If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you
[Big Sean:]
Pull up with the spark, hit you in the dark (whoa)
Tear your ass apart when you swim with sharks
I'm in the car like Tony Starks 'cause I'm that smart (Skrrt)
Doing 106 then park like I'm in my yard (Sideways)
And mother-fuck the camera time, I need family time (yeah)
I need "go see Uncle John in Atlanta" time (John)
I'd probably never get it, but it's cool to fantasize (it's cool)
Just like I do by old girl and these hands of mine (whoa)
Gripping on the titties, ass, and her thighs (oh yeah)
Honestly, I'm over her and her lies
Cartier over my eyes while I analyze
OK, me and Lil Metro, rockin' new retros
Take off your dress ho, that's the new dress code (yeah)
Too blessed to stress, that's my manifesto (bless)
Fuck the professor, I'm too professional
I know some East Side niggas and they love to bang
Know some West Side niggas like to do the same thing
Pull up and wreck, pull up and wreck
Pull up and wreck, pull up and wreck
I know some East Side niggas and they love to bang
Know some West Side niggas like to do the same thing
Pull up and wreck, pull up and wreck
Pull up and wreck, we take no disrespect
[21 Savage:]
I ain't taking disrespect, lil' nigga (straight up)
Put a couple holes in your neck, lil' nigga (God)
Fuck a diss song, get you stressed, lil' nigga (21)
Got a shoestring 'round my TEC, lil' nigga (facts)
Got a Mulsanne and a 'vette, lil' nigga (21)
Brand new Carbine one-five and it's red, dog (21)
I ain't tryna fuck you, I just want some head, dog (yeah)
Straight up out the Six and we don't shoot at legs, dog (leg)
Zone 6 niggas love to see the white meat (21)
I put codeine all in my ice tea (red)
Take a nigga bitch and then I make her wifey (yeah)
Take a nigga bitch and then we do the nasty (yeah)
All these diamonds dripping, now she wanna bite me (facts)
She broke up with that nigga, now he wanna fight me (ha)
Fox 5 Gang, we don't do no fighting (gang)
This Glock gon' knock a nigga down like Tyson (21, 21)
[Big Sean:]
I know some East Side niggas and they love to bang
Know some West Side niggas like to do the same thing
Pull up and wreck, pull up and wreck
Pull up and wreck, pull up and wreck
I know some East Side niggas and they love to bang
Know some West Side niggas like to do the same thing
Pull up and wreck, pull up and wreck
Pull up and wreck, we take no disrespect (disrespect)
How a nigga changed and still stayed a hundred? (huh)
I ran towards change while y'all ran from it (whoa)
Y'all wanna ball, I'm Stan Van Gundy
She wanna hang with me and 'Ye, she know that's good company
I like my skies Carolina blue and white
True one, false move and that could paralyze your life (brr)
So understand, I'm the over-analyzing type (type)
Panoramic views while I'm panning out my life (look up, look up)
And I grew up playing GoldenEye (damn)
So I'm used to sticking to the mission while they taking shots
When you this high, you disconnect a lot (yeah)
Sometimes I separate myself to connect the dots (I do)
Only way I'm going back is going back home (home)
I don't drink tap water, but got tapped phones (brr)
Dior on my suit, I'm the troop
Money come around, I'm never out the loop (loop)
Kiss the bottom of my boot (yeah, yeah)
I know some East Side niggas and they love to bang
Know some West Side niggas like to do the same thing
Pull up and wreck, pull up and wreck
Pull up and wreck, pull up and wreck
I know some East Side niggas and they love to bang
Know some West Side niggas like to do the same thing
Pull up and wreck, pull up and wreck
Pull up and wreck, we take no disrespect
I'm talkin' FNs and TECs, Rollies, Pateks
I heard that you snitch
You got police on text
Pull up and wreck, pull up and wreck
Pull up and wreck, we take no disrespect
South Side (South Side, South Side)
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
So Good lyrics - Big Sean & Metro Boomin (feat. Kash Doll)
[Big Sean (Kodak Black):]
Yeah, yeah, Metro on the beat, Metro on the beat
Ayy, Lil' Metro on that beat...
[Big Sean:]
Head so good, pussy so good
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
Yeah, I would
Yeah, I would
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
Head so good, pussy so good
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
Yeah, I would
Yeah, I would
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
I'ma splash, I'ma splash
Pop a pill, I won't even do the half
Do the whole thing, I'ma last, I'ma last
Pussy so good, I never fuck you in the ass
Got a long dick, that shit barely fit
Like O.J. glove, you must acquit
All these other hoes, I must had quit
When you ask me, "What other bitch you fuckin' with'?"
I grab you up on some hood shit
You look back, like, "Good shit"
Got so deep in that bitch, it felt spiritual
Flooded in that pussy, it's a miracle
Yeah, how the hell you sucked the soul out my dick
Then made me a feast and started rollin' up the zip
See, that's the shit I'm talkin' 'bout, that's why I fuck with you
I had told all my niggas, they want fuck you too
Got mad, told my niggas they can't fuck with you
'Cause last time we fucked, I fell in love with you
I know my face the perfect tat
You lil baby, I'm the dad, tryna fuck so bad, 'cause that
Head so good, pussy so good
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
Yeah, I would
Yeah, I would
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
Head so good, pussy so good
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
Yeah, I would
Yeah, I would
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
[Kash Doll:]
Head so good, dick is so good
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
Yeah, I would
Yeah, I would
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
You can smash, you can smash
Hood nigga, you don't even need a pass
But do you think you up for the task?
'Cause this a big body Benz, please don't crash
Last time I let you fuck, it was amazing, shit
Love a nigga who ain't scared to put his face in it
And I still remember every single place you licked
So I sucked the soul out you just to thank that dick
I'm a nasty bitch, I can take that shit
Pussy tight as long johns, I'ma make that fit
And I never tell a chick about the pipe I get
'Cause if she ever disrespect, I have to fight that bitch
You know that beef stick so bomb
My nigga ask who pussy is it, I said "Big Sean"
Tryna make me fall in love, nigga, don't play
If I could quit my job, then I lay up and fuck you all day
[Big Sean:]
Head so good, pussy so good
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
Yeah, I would
Yeah, I would
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
Head so good, pussy so good
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
Yeah, I would
Yeah, I would
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
You got such a pretty mind (oh my God)
I be damned if I didn't 69
I can hit this shit until I'm 69
Nah, fuck it
I can hit this shit until I'm six feet down
Deep in that dirt (dirt)
What you gotta snooker just to leave in that skirt (skirt)
Got everybody watchin' while you leavin' from work (work)
Got the preacher watchin' while you leavin' from church
Baby, you know what you worth
I'm the only one that know what to do when you take that ass out
Sit it on my lap, that shit make me wanna cash out
Cum inside your face, oh baby, now you can't smile
Cum inside that pussy, I'ma give your mom a grandchild
I'ma make you cum three times
Four times, five times, baby, six times (damn)
I'ma ask you, "Is this pussy mine?" (is it mine?)
If you say no, bitch, you lyin' (bitch, you lyin')
'Cause when I take it out, you start cryin' (start cryin')
I'd done fucked around and realigned your spine (goddamn)
You look good from the front and the back
You lil baby, I'm the dad, tryna fuck so bad, 'cause that
Head so good, pussy so good
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
Yeah, I would
Yeah, I would
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
Head so good, pussy so good
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
Yeah, I would
Yeah, I would
If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would
Oh God. Oh, my God
Savage Time lyrics - Big Sean & Metro Boomin
Yeah
We secure the enemy!
Yeah, look
If they do not surrender, shoot 'em on sight! Shoot on sight!
Yeah
Talkin' to my momma half the time (Yeah)
Talkin' to my daddy half the time
Streets crazy, they don't salvage time
Look at the news, that's savage time (whoa)
Rolex, that's savage time (Ro')
Pass the licks, I ain't passin' time (No)
Cutthroat, we on savage time (Cut)
Cutthroat, we on savage time, look
I'm takin' out anyone in my way (Way)
I'm not playin' with you, bitch, this not the WNBA (No)
I'm a real-life star, so you know I need my space (You know)
Beat a white supremacist black 'til that motherfucker hate his face (Lil' bitch)
I been goin' through some issues that nobody dealin' with
Surrounded by real killers and shit, doin' it for the thrill of it
Graveyards on some Thriller shit, only zombies 'round here fiends
They need help and they had dreams, but don't nobody give a shit? (Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)
Yeah, just like them boys in cells who had dreams of NFL (Yeah)
How they're supposed to pray to God if they keep wakin' up in Hell?
Been there so long, they got pictures with the fuckin' devil himself
Everybody need direction, even if it's to find they self
Look, I'm the greatest of our time, bitch, I do it 'til I die
Swear I'm done with all the bullshit like I moved up out the Chi' (Like that)
All that fuck shit obsolete, boy, I hop up on my feet (My feet)
I'm the only one stoppin' me
I give you one finger away for peace (Fuck it)
I'ma take that water from Flint and I'ma go up there to D.C.
I'ma make the president drink, he wouldn't even let it touch his sink
I said, "God, we need a blessing."
God said, "Go and see the reverend."
People lined outside the churches like it's the white and blue 11s (Straight up)
Hurricanes hittin' with another bomb threat
Man, this shit feel like Armageddon, swear I'm goin' every second
So I keep good weed, good vibes, good crystals (Yeah), lavender eucalyptus
Mixin' it with the incense, just to relieve my tension
Savage time, yeah, it's time to take this shit (Take it)
I mean record-breakin' shit, all we doin' is takin' risks (That's all)
I ain't got time to take my time, I'm doin' it like my life on the line
I ain't have no lifeline in my whole lifetime, no hero to hide behind (Behind)
With a soul like mine, when it go nighttime
There's no other choice, but to shine (But to shine)
Look, no gold mines, set goals in my mind
When the stars are aligned, I'm divine (Straight, straight)
So understand we gon' see success, that's inevitable (whoa)
You couldn't hold me down even if I was in federal (whoa)
You couldn't stop these plays even if I was ineligible
Kneelin' like Colin Kaepernick if that shit unethical (Kaep')
Yeah, free my mind, no bargain
Got one girl, she the hardest (I swear)
That pussy superchargin', makin' love between war
And then I hit the stage, then get to talkin' like I'm Marcus Garvey (Like I'm Marcus)
Like, how is dark skin a weapon, but they treat it like a target?
Like how if you rich in the mind, then you already worth a fortune
Like you deserve every single golden por—
Shots fired, I need 'em right now!
I need 'em, man down right now!
Shots fired, I repeat backup request!
Front line, front line, front line!
Back up, watch your tone!
I am at a point where I just don't have anymore to give or feel
Back up!
How the fuck I'm supposed to feel? Shit's way too real in the field
Get out!
Tell me how the fuck I'm supposed to feel now
No, stay here!
Shit real out here in the field, got me on no chill
You lost your mind!
These bitches got me on no chill
Go!
Shots fired!
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I got it!
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
No!
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Young nigga heaven-sent, raisin' hell 'til it's heaven again
My niggas used to sell dope, they was Backstreet Boys
Cops land 'em on the pavement, now they're black street boys
Pinstripe suits, how I'm mobbin', alley-oop opportunities, yeah
I lob it to all of my niggas 'cause we got no other option
I pray V-12 is the only time I'm boxed in
Fuck a fake ho, that bitch toxic
Push her off of me like I'm in moshpits
Every day, fresh as fuck, you niggas never fly, you an ostrich
Back room of the restaurant, we the mobsters
Bitch, I'll never touch a mop in my life
I'll never have a nine-to-five in my life
I'm ridin' through the D with all my jewelries
So much love for me, I never get robbed in my life
Aretha Franklin, respect it, respect
So in tune, I forgot how to stress
So in tune like the choir that's blessed
Boy, no stunt double, I'd die by the set, yeah
Got signed up like a nigga protest
If I ain't a pro at it, then a nigga pro-effect
Been doin' this forever, I ain't gettin' old yet
Bitch, I'ma fill this up with Möet
And my girl get more wet, only thing I cuff is Rolex
My nigga workin' with them bows, that's Bowflex
I straighten this shit out, no Botox, I call the shots, no techs
Rockin' enough chains for four necks, bitch
Freedom bells, freedom ring (Yeah)
Free the eyes, Hennessy (Yeah, yeah)
Freedom bell (Yeah, yeah)
Freedom bell (Straight up)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Yeah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Yeah, ah, ah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Yeah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Yeah, ah, ah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Even The Odds lyrics - Big Sean & Metro Boomin (feat. Young Thug)
[Big Sean:]
Bitch, this ain't no boss, it's a boss up
Bitch, this ain't for sure, this a toss up
Bitch, this ain't Toyota, this European
Bitch she ain't no ho, she my girlfriend
Bitch, this ain't is no nap, this how I sleep
Bitch, this ain't no hobby, this how I eat
Bitch, this ain't lust, so it's love
Bitch, this ain't the connect, this the plug
Bitch, this ain't beef, this is world war
Bitch, this ain't a show, this a world tour
Bitch, you don't know me, man, you know me
Bitch, this ain't the problem, this the solution
Feelin' like my chakras aligned, from now on, call me Don
Rhymin' for days, I couldn't eat and it was not Ramadan
Niggas askin' for a cut, they just way out of line, Thugger
[Young Thug (Big Sean):]
Ho, this ain't no Ford, this a Maserati
This is not a movie, baby, this a real dead body
I'm on a one-way street, 'bout to have a trolley (Yeah)
I fuck her one night then I'ma duck up out it
You do anything for this lil' bitch you might be a Cosby
Speakin' of Bill Cosby, I spike my drink with molly, uh
You better not tell nobody, zip it, Giuseppe Zanotti (Yeah)
Hit from the back, turn to a car when I'm backin' out it, yeah
Hit him with ten, fuck it, hammer gon' MAC his body
Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum dum-dum-dum (Hit 'em up like)
Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum (Hit 'em up like)
Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum (Yeah, I hit 'em up like)
Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum
[Big Sean:]
Bitch, this ain't a boss, this a boss up
Bitch, this isn't for sure, this a toss up
Ho, this ain't Toyota, this European
Bitch, she ain't a ho, she my girlfriend
[Big Sean {Gucci Mane}:]
Bitch, this ain't time, this is our time
Bitch, this ain't the plug, this the power line
Bitch this ain't Diesel, this Gucci {It's Gucci}
Bitch, you ain't know me, man you know me (Yeah)
Bitch, this ain't Adidas, this Puma
Bitch, that ain't the truth, that's a rumor (Yeah)
Bitch, you ain't my friend, you a tumor
Bitch, that ain't the new one, this newer
Bitch, this ain't fourth-quarter, it's crunch times
No foul lines, just front lines
Fuck takin' shit, boy, I just take what's mine
And I'm still hungry like a nigga was unsigned
Don't nobody want this shit more than I want mine
Fuck a free meal, boy, I'd rather go hunt mine
When you get the ball, boy, you be fumblin'
When you talk that shit, be mumblin'
Man, I got my one shot, fucked around and and-one'd it
If the dogs ain't there then they're one call from it, look
Run you out your house and now your ass apartment huntin'
From that Michigan cold, and I'm colder than that
Don't fuck with my crazy ass, boy, your mama should've told you that
One way in and one way out this life just like a cul-de-sac
The hood behind me like a cobra back
You quote the Internet, I quote the facts
But snake niggas never tell the truth, you a liar
If you swear to God one more time on your life you might die
[Big Sean:]
Real ones, I know you feel me
Independent women, know you feel me
If you self-made, then you feel me
Text from my girl, she said "Come feel me up"
Real dawgs, I know you feel me
My OGs know they feel me, yeah
Bad bitch, she want to feel me
Text from my girl, she said "Come feel me up"
[Future:]
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
In Tune lyrics - Big Sean & Metro Boomin
Day after day seems like I push against the clouds
They just keep blocking out the sun
It seems since I was born
I've wakened every blessed morning
Down on my luck and up against the wind
Don't get it confused, don't get it confused, yeah (No, no)
I'm in tune, I'm in tune, I'm in tune, yeah, yeah
I'm in tune, I'm in tune, I'm in tune, yeah, yeah
I'm in tune, I'm in tune
Don't get it confused, don't get it confused (Don't)
We are not the same, boy I smile through the pain
'Cause I'm in tune, I'm in tune, I'm in tune, yeah yeah
I'm in tune, I'm in tune, yeah
Bitch, I ain't goin' to your event
You do too much goin' out and not enough goin' in
I got too much goin' on, so I'm gone with the wind (Gone)
And if I ain't gonna work, then I'm goin' to the gym (To the gym)
Yeah, bitch, I'm that focused, don't get it confused
I'm too spiritual to lose, it's worth every single bruise
Long as the dogs proud of me, then I got nothin' else to prove
Long as Milly proud of me, then I got nothin' else to prove
I'm a G, I'm a Don, I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier)
I'm charged up, man I'm beamin', I'm solar (Pew)
I'm from the streets, full of heat, don't get boiled
They chew you up and spit you out, like it's spoiled
And my mind is an open mind
I believe in the Bible and Quran
And I follow the signs, yeah not street signs
I mean universal signs, I'm outside
And I realize my life got more meanin' than a triple-entendre
And I realize any time the perfect time
So don't get it confused, don't get it confused, yeah
I'm in tune, I'm in tune, I'm in tune, yeah, yeah
I'm in tune, I'm in tune, I'm in tune, yeah, yeah
I'm in tune, I'm in tune
Don't get it confused, don't get it confused
We are not the same, boy I smile through the pain
'Cause I'm in tune, I'm in tune, I'm in tune, yeah, yeah
I'm in tune, I'm in tune, look
Don't nobody know me like I know me (Like I know me)
So I follow instincts only (Only)
Man, I done been double-crossed by the homies
I learned the hard way that they was authentic phonies (Fake bitch)
Boy, shit so real in the field that I hardly stand still, but take care of my body still
I been drinkin' more water and poppin' less pills, man
Unless they're vitamins, 'cause nigga I'm tryna live
And God blessed me like I got bad allergies
So I'm workin' like I run off an eternal battery
And if I dress casual, no I'm not a casualty (No, no)
And if I put my mind to it then that's what it has to be
Yeah you're fuckin' right damn, sure bitch that's for certain (Fuckin' right)
Never cut the family ties, I only cut the burdens (whoa)
Got so many cuts and scars, it look like I left the surgeon
Done been through so much shit, dawg, I'm a whole 'nother person (Thank God)
So don't get it confused, don't get it confused, yeah (No, no)
I'm in tune, I'm in tune, I'm in tune, yeah, yeah
I'm in tune, I'm in tune, I'm in tune, yeah, yeah
I'm in tune, I'm in tune
Don't get it confused, don't get it confused
We are not the same, boy I smile through the pain
'Cause I'm in tune, I'm in tune, I'm in tune, yeah, yeah
I'm in tune, I'm in tune, yeah
I'm in space, I'm in mind, I'm in tune
On a mission 'til I get inside my tomb and cocoon
Every success is just a checkpoint, pass and move
When I leave this body, I'ma pro'ly set up on the moon
Hold it down, I'm the glue
We be here, that I knew, since Timbaland and Magoo
And I proved and I bloom, I'm gon' win more than my room
Hand straight up like it's noon
If I can't live a hundred years, I'm gone way too soon
I'm in tune
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Reason lyrics - Big Sean & Metro Boomin (feat. Swae Lee)
[Big Sean (Future):]
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Metro on the beat, Metro on the beat
(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
[Big Sean:]
You know I change with the seasons (Yeah, I change, change)
The same way I'm comin', bitch, I'm leavin' (Yeah, I'm out)
And when I'm gone you won't see me (Gone)
Unless you give me a reason
V-12, I got a need for speed (Skrrt, skrrt)
Only time I'm slowin' down is in between her knees (Uh-huh)
Might tell her ass to leave when I need to breathe (whoa)
Lil Metro on the beat, push the keys with ease
I flew out every airport, of course, God is my source (Source)
When you do the numbers, it gets taxin' of course (Course)
Somehow I just kept it twenty-five times four (whoa)
Kill the shows, kill the pussy, they both want an encore (whoa)
Like go, Don, go (Go), gave everybody 'round me jobs
Fuck a job corps, bitch we on the top floor (Top)
Workin' like we still tryna get it off the ground though (whoa)
And if you not contributin', bitch, then fuck you 'round for? (Huh?)
And if I split these blessings with you, you my brother (You my brother)
If I don't text you back, then I don't trust you (Then I don't trust you)
If I pick up on the first, brrt, I love you (Yeah, I love you)
And if I tell you all my secrets, you my lover, yeah, yeah
You know I change with the seasons (Yeah, I change, change)
The same way I'm comin', bitch, I'm leavin' (Yeah, I'm out)
And when I'm gone you won't see me (Gone)
Unless you give me a reason
You know I move with the seasons (Seasons)
The same way I'm comin', bitch, I'm leavin' (Yeah, I'm leavin')
And when I'm gone you won't see me (You won't see me)
Unless you give me a reason
[Swae Lee:]
Yo, them girls don't need me (Ooh)
I learned them girls don't need me (Bye, bye)
Girls don't need me (Bye, bye)
So why do they always hate to leave me? (Ooh)
Remove my pants, I won't be needin' these (Ooh)
Pretty girl gon' tell me, "Pretty please" (Bye, bye)
I change like the season (Bye, bye)
My old girls, I really don't see them
[Big Sean:]
I think these boys don't like me, wanna fight me? (Don't like me, wanna fight me?)
But they don't talk to my face like they do on IG (Lil' bitch)
I guess it bring the best out of me when they doubt me, for sure (Yeah)
Fucked up how my mind be, maybe the mayhem calm me (Uh-huh)
Bring competition 'round me, eat 'em alive like zombies (Like that)
I think I got insomnia, up all night to the mornin' (whoa)
Turn my phone off 'cause I got a higher callin' (Brrt)
And for the gold medal, I keep my foot on the pedal (whoa)
Keep my girls on rose petals, keep runnin' into the devil (Oh)
Beat his ass every time, next time, I'ma bring a shovel
To put his ass in the dirt and then laugh 'til it hurt
And I'm in rare form like Jordan Airborne
I'm here, there, and gone, low-key it's baritone
She love my pheromones, I'm 'bout to take this trip
And I can hold your hand instead of this carry-on, gone
[Big Sean {Swae Lee}:]
You know I change with the seasons (Yeah, I change, change)
The same way I'm comin', bitch, I'm leavin' {Bye, bye}, (yeah, I'm out)
And when I'm gone you won't see me {Bye, bye} (gone)
Unless you give me a reason {Ooh}
You know I move with the seasons {Ooh} (seasons)
The same way I'm comin', bitch, I'm leavin' {Bye, bye}
And when I'm gone you won't see me (You won't see me)
Unless you give me a reason
No Hearts, No Love lyrics - Big Sean & Metro Boomin
Metro, we done came up, dog, and never look down
I might, gotta throw my Jesus chain on for this
When you put the work in, man, it shows
Straight up out the ashes then I rose
I done hit an all-time low
Been at a stand still and had to go, go, go
Man, they out here on a scheme like la, la, la
Breakin' promises you need like na, na, na
No hearts, no love, no "Kumbaya", ya
No hearts, no love, no "Kumbaya", ya
Everythin' automatic, so I can't waste time
And if we break up, I only make up time
My team do this shit easier than lay-up lines
Never scared to cross that line or pay up fines
Look, Don, Don, Don, that's my top three in the order
Never took a shortcut, need a crib off the lake
Backyard look like a short club
Shout-out to my loyal ones, I wish that it was more of us
Went from thirty thousand a year to thirty thousand feet as my floor plan
I got El Chapo with a choppa as my doorman
I'm on the other side takin' care of what's important
If business not boomin', then it's time to change the format
Time to change the recipe, I'm special especially
Goin' for the record, no felony, and I'm dodgin' jail and jealousy
Daydreamin' 'bout a cruise with Penelope
Lookin' like success fell on me (Damn)
And get rid of all that jealousy, all that hate in your heart
I ain't got no enemies, I'm focused on what's meant for me
Puttin' my energy back into me, real shit
When you put the work in, man, it shows
Straight up out the ashes then I rose
I done hit an all-time low
Been at a stand still and had to go, go, go
Man, they out here on a scheme like la, la, la
Breakin' promises you need like na, na, na
No hearts, no love, no "Kumbaya", ya
No hearts, no love, no "Kumbaya", ya
Boy, this shit intricate
Workin' like a machine, they keep tryna throw a wrench in it
But I'm too intuitive and into it
No ghostwritin', no sixth sensin' it
That's why all this shit sound so intimate
That's why I feel like you know me before we face-to-face
As for the latest, I'm the greatest Ali Bomaye
I put that work in overnight like that shit due today
I paint the pictures they can't trace, try and you get erased
I'm less focused on props and more on property
Done put so much back in my hood that I changed the economy
I'm 'bout to build a movie theater downtown properly
And help revive the heart of the city, just keep on watchin' me
And if these bitch-ass niggas got they wish and stoppin' me
Just know I done, done so much good business in my life
That there's gon' always be a job for me, an opp for me
I never burned bridges so there's a hundred ways to get where I gotta be, Don
Same people, you see on the way up
Same ones you gonna see on the way down
You feel me? You love me, I love you
You hate me, I love you (Straight up)
When you put the work in, man, it shows
Straight up out the ashes then I rose
I done hit an all-time low
Been at a stand still and had to go, go, go
Man, they out here on a scheme like la, la, la
Breakin' promises you need like na, na, na
No hearts, no love, no "Kumbaya", ya
No hearts, no love, no "Kumbaya", ya
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
Ghostface Killers lyrics - 21 Savage, Offset & Metro Boomin (feat. Travis Scott)
[Young Thug & Offset:]
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga (Hey)
[Offset:]
Automatic (Auto), automatics (Yeah), in the trunk (Pew)
Shoot the maggots (Pew-pew), shoot the maggots with the pump (Hey)
Thot and addy (Thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek, uh)
We got static (Static), pussy nigga run your charm (Hey)
Ghostface killers (Killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (News)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (Hey)
Trappin' the cocaine (Yeah), no gang, shooter with no names
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door, man
Yeah, put on the Patek, pavé setting, I'm an addict (Pavé)
Break the mattress with a baddie on the Addy (Smash)
Diamonds glassy, need some glasses for the flashes, yeah
Michael Jackson with this fashion, bitch, I'm dabbin', yeah
I do this shit on purpose, got these bitches slurpin' (Woah)
Aw, your pockets on hurting? Nigga, you can be my servant (Woo, woo)
Go to the lot and young nigga don't lease it, I purchase (Purchase)
After I cut off a thot, I give her some money for services (Here)
Wherever I go, the whole gang on go (Gang), yeah
You cannot tame the ho because she want fame for sure (Tame)
You think that you rich 'cause you got a hundred or more (Who?)
I got an over-overload, look like I just sold my soul
I pour up a four, a liter, I got the stripes, Adidas (Stripes)
I got a foreign mamacita and I been known to beat it (Mama)
Niggas ain't goin' defeated (Who?), we get the guns immediate (Brrt)
Don't burn in the coupe, it's an Italy (Italy)
You niggas is broke and it's pitiful (Hey)
Automatic (Auto), automatics (Yeah), in the trunk (Pew)
Shoot the maggots (Pew-pew), shoot the maggots with the pump (Hey)
Thot and addy (Thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek, uh)
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (Hey)
Ghostface killers (Killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (News)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (Hey)
Trappin' the cocaine (Yeah), no gang, shooter with no names
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door, man
[21 Savage:]
Yeah, Kim Jong, yeah, big bombs (21)
Wonder Bread, man, make your bitch lick crumbs (Yeah)
Audemars Piguet flooded, got my wrist numb (Bling)
Grab the hitstick, nigga tryna blitz somethin'
Dope boy, dope boy, I sell coke, boy (21)
You broke ass rappers food, it's a po' boy (21)
Everybody the same, all these niggas sound alike (Dick riders)
Fox 5 gang turn you to a candlelight
Bitch boy, I'm a mobster, shrimp in my pasta
Jamaican don dada, hang 'round the shottas
Mad Max, nigga, yeah, I hang with the killers (21)
Planet of the Apes, yeah, I hang around gorillas (On God)
I got AK, SK, HK, broad day (21)
You a fuckboy, we ain't with the horseplay (Bitch)
Shrimp-ass nigga, did you do your chores today? (21)
Do you wanna take a ride with the coroner today? (21)
[Offset:]
Automatic (Auto), automatics (Yeah), in the trunk (Pew)
Shoot the maggots (Pew-pew), shoot the maggots with the pump (Hey)
Thot and addy (Thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (Static), pussy nigga run your charm (Hey)
Ghostface killers (Killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (News)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (Hey)
Trappin' the cocaine (Yeah), no gang, shooter with no names
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door, man
[Travis Scott:]
Drop from the heavens straight in the wild (Yeah)
Trunk in the front, top gotta slide (Woo)
Ride suicides, we keep this shit alive (Yeah)
Jumping out the public houses, don't you come outside (Straight up)
Private status, tryna land the jet at Magic (How you goin'? It's lit)
Goin' way up out my way to cut the traffic (What you poppin'? Yeah)
Pop the seal and pop the bean, I need the balance (Pop it, pop it, What you seein'?)
Bloody asses what I'm seeing, it's way too graphic
Watch your fingers 'cause the Cactus dangerous (Yeah)
Broke, you ain't us, we don't speak that language (Alright)
On the couches
Tom Cruise, I'ma make her see, she snort a mountain
Rackades on the outfit'll make her bounce it
Resurrect my life, yeah, CPR my pipe, yeah
Please, need the energy, only got a night, yeah (It's lit)
Nike boys, we don't do three stripes (Yeah)
I'm living for my niggas that do life, yeah
[Offset:]
Automatic (Auto), automatics (Yeah), in the trunk (Pew)
Shoot the maggots (Pew-pew), shoot the maggots with the pump (Hey)
Thot and addy (Thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek, uh)
We got static (Static), pussy nigga run your charm (Hey)
Ghostface killers (Killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (News)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (Hey)
Trappin' the cocaine (Yeah), no gang, shooter with no names
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door, man
Rap Saved Me lyrics - 21 Savage, Offset & Metro Boomin (feat. Quavo)
[21 Savage (Offset) {Future}:]
Goyard duffel got a lot of racks in it (Hey)
Louis Vuitton got a lot of racks in it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
My carry-on got a lot of racks in it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Everywhere I go I got them racks with me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig?)
(For real, huh, huh, huh, hey)
{If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you}
[21 Savage (Offset):]
I'm gangbanging (Gang), and I'm dangerous (Hey)
Smith & Wesson (Brrt), and it's stainless (Woo)
Brand new 'Rari (Skrrt), I'm finna paint it (Yeah)
She took a Xanny (Yeah), then she fainted (Yeah)
I'm from the gutter (Hey), ain't no changing (Nah)
From the gutter (Gutter), rap saved me (Rap)
She drive me crazy (Drive me brazy), have my baby (Have my baby)
Need my cash (Need my racks), fuck you, pay me (Fuck you, pay me, Offset)
[Offset:]
Uh, where is the money? (Where?)
Where is the, where is the paper? (Where?)
Ooh, there go the acres, ooh
They biting my drip like a sabre, yeah, yeah
Who is my neighbor? (Who?)
I live on the island, I'm sacred (Island)
Yeah, life is The Matrix (Matrix)
Be rich or be broke and be basic (Rich)
You don't want static, yeah
All of my shooters on Addys, yeah, yeah (You don't want static)
A-list status, uh, uh
His and her Pateks (His and hers)
Out of here, gone, gone, gone, zoom
Baguettes on the watch make 'em walk out the room
You keep the fire, but you shoot at the moon
I get the fire and I aim at your noon
Street sweeper, we not talkin' 'bout the broom, ooh (Nah)
I got more blow than balloons (Blow)
You smell that Biscotti perfume
Yeah, we the wave and we big like typhoons (Woo)
Go fifty-nine, eighty with moons (Bustdown)
Twenty-five million my move (Twenty-five)
I drip in my sleep on snooze (Drip)
I love when I meet Jesús
[21 Savage {Offset}:]
I'm gangbanging ({Gang}, yeah), and I'm dangerous (Yeah)
Smith & Wesson (Yeah), and it's stainless (Yeah)
Brand new 'Rari (Yeah), I'm finna paint it (Yeah)
She took a Xanny (Yeah), then she fainted (Yeah)
I'm from the gutter (Yeah), ain't no changing (Yeah)
From the gutter (Yeah), rap saved me (Yeah)
She drive me crazy (Yah), have my baby (Yah)
Need my cash (Yah), fuck you, pay me (Yah)
[21 Savage:]
I'm sedated (Yah), eyes lazy (Yah)
Bloody Phantom (Yah), the seats brazy (Yah)
I don't do payments, uh-huh (Yah), new Bentayga, uh-huh (Yah)
Cost two-eighty, uh-huh (Yah), bitch, I paid it, uh-huh (Yah)
Rover SVR and I got the seats blazin' (21)
Went against the gang and he got his cheese grated (21)
Bitch, you just a nut, baby, we are not dating (21)
My tanktop Givenchy, lil' bitch, I'm not basic (21)
Sellin' glass out the house, nigga (House, nigga)
J's smokin' in the house, nigga (The house, nigga)
Send some bullets at your spouse, nigga (Spouse, nigga)
Hide the racks in the couch, nigga (Couch, nigga)
[21 Savage {Offset}:]
I'm gangbanging (Yeah), and I'm dangerous (Yeah)
Smith & Wesson (Yeah), and it's stainless (Yeah)
Brand new 'Rari (Yeah), I'm finna paint it (Yeah)
She took a Xanny (Yeah), then she fainted (Yeah)
I'm from the gutter ({Hey}, yeah), ain't no changing (Nah, yeah)
From the gutter ({Gutter}, yeah), rap saved me ({Rap}, yeah)
She drive me crazy ({Drive me brazy}, yah), have my baby ({Have my baby}, yah)
Need my cash ({Need my racks}, yah), fuck you, pay me ({Fuck you, pay me}, yah)
[Quavo:]
Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh
Chopper talk (Yeah), AK, AK walk (Brrt, brrt)
Spray the block (Spray), it's an outline, chalk (Outline, chalk)
We don't talk, young nigga be stackin' up that sign language (Stack it)
If you get out of line, disrespect your boss, you should do just fire 'em, ain't ya? (Fire)
Ironing boards (Ironing)
Straightening money on ironing boards (Yeah)
Connect the streets (Streets)
Nigga keep lookin', can't find no cord (Yeah)
Patek Philippe (Patek)
So much water can't find no shore (Drippin')
Save your beef (Save it)
Nigga, nobody can't find no war
[21 Savage {Offset}:]
I'm gang banging (Gang), and I'm dangerous (Hey)
Smith & Wesson (Brrt), and it's stainless (Woo)
Brand new 'Rari (Skrrt), I'm finna paint it (Yeah)
She took a Xanny (Yeah), then she fainted (Yeah)
I'm from the gutter (Hey), ain't no changing (Nah)
From the gutter (Gutter), rap saved me (Rap)
She drive me crazy (Drive me brazy), have my baby (Have my baby)
Need my cash (Need my racks), fuck you, pay me (Fuck you, pay me)
Ric Flair Drip lyrics - Offset & Metro Boomin
(Bijan 4 The 1 Time)
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga! (Hey)
Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah (Bust it)
Slide on the water like a jet-ski, yeah (Woo, slide)
I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah (Hey)
Chopper with the scope so do not test me, (Drrt) yeah (Drrt)
Ric Flair drip, go "woo" on a bitch (Woo)
57 90, split the coupe on my wrist (Ice)
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits (Ayy)
Hop up in the Lamb' and drop the roof, show the tits (Skrrt)
Poppin' but you really not gon' shoot (Pop)
90 pointers down my diamonds look like hula hoops (90)
Hopping in my Bentayga and her seat is a masseuse (Hey)
Balenciaga, check my posture, Valentino boots (Oho-ooh)
It's the Boominati way, a lotta Lambs, a lotta Wraiths (Boominati)
Never hesitate to give a nigga yellow tape (Grrt)
Ain't worried 'bout the bag 'cause the cash accumulatin' (Bags)
Soon as we came in the game, all these niggas they imitate it (Hey)
Put my mind on it then I put my grind on it (Grind)
Put the iron on him if a nigga my opponent (Iron)
My car 500 and I don't put no miles on it (Ho)
I was runnin' 'round homie, with 500 thou' on me (Ho)
Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah (Bust it)
Slide on the water like a jet-ski, yeah (Woo, slide)
I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah (Hey)
Chopper with the scope so do not test me, (Drrt) yeah (Drrt)
Ric Flair drip, go "woo" on a bitch (Woo)
57 90, split the coupe on my wrist (Ice)
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits (Ayy)
Hop up in the Lamb' and drop the roof, show the tits (Offset)
Told my fam, got the gang with me (Gang with me)
Bought my first Patek, it got some rain on it (Patek)
Nigga, we used to kick it, how you hatin' on me? (How? How?)
Hop in the Bentley coupe and blow the brains out it (Skrrt!)
We not the same, my nigga
My nigga, we from the north division (North, nawf)
Aim at your brain, yea we bought ya just like it's an auction, ain't it (Hey)
Beat the chopper, hundred round total, like it's car collision (Brrt-brrt)
I made that shit mandatory, that means I had to get it (Hey)
My shooter be begging "please", he ready to wack a nigga (Please, please)
I gave a nigga a diamond, I had to cap a nigga (Woo)
I'm giving your ho away like she a raffle, nigga (Here, here)
We get at it, then we 'gone pray with the pastor's scriptures (Hey)
Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah (Bust it)
Slide on the water like a jet-ski, yeah (Woo, slide)
I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah (Hey)
Chopper with the scope so do not test me, (Drrt) yeah (Drrt)
Ric Flair drip, go "woo" on a bitch (Woo)
57 90, split the coupe on my wrist (Ice)
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits (Ayy)
Hop up in the Lamb' and drop the roof, show the tits (Skrrt)
Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah (Bust it)
Slide on the water like a jet-ski, yeah (Woo, slide)
I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah (Hey)
Chopper with the scope so do not test me, (Drrt) yeah (Drrt)
Ric Flair drip, go "woo" on a bitch (Woo)
57 90, split the coupe on my wrist (Ice)
Multi-million dollar, I'm a fool with the hits (Ayy)
Hop up in the Lamb' and drop the roof, show the tits (Skrrt)
My Choppa Hate Niggas lyrics - 21 Savage, Offset & Metro Boomin
I can show you how to fit an M in a duffel
Show you how to fit a hundred bags in a duffel
Went and bought a Demon, nigga, just to burn rubber
Bitch, you bad as fuck, I might just hit you with no rubber
On that Slaughter Gang shit, bitch, we knife talking
Nigga, I ain't making no diss songs, we be white chalking
All my niggas dogs and we like to bite, don't it?
Glock 30 .45 with the mic on it
Going brazy, niggas think I need a psych, don't it
If I can't finesse 'em I'ma put the pipe on 'em
Niggas pussy, they can't wait to turn to mice on ya
12 catch ya, they gon' put the blue lights on ya
Hang around a lot of gang bangin' ass niggas
Crip, Blood, blue or red, what you bang, nigga?
You might got a pistol but this stick is way bigger
I call it KKK 'cause my choppa hate niggas
Hang around a lot of gang bangin' ass niggas
Crip, Blood, blue or red, what you bang, nigga?
You might got a pistol but this stick is way bigger
I call it KKK 'cause my choppa hate niggas
You do a lot of talking, nigga, not me
Do a lot of walking, nigga, that's me
Finna open up a morgue, all this damn beef
Choppa with the sword, Game of Thrones, .223
Max out, Tee Tay down the road, finna max out
Late night, pullin' in the 'partments, all the straps out
Straps out, make the wrong move, get clapped out
Don't you think I'm slippin' just because a nigga rap now
Got a hoodie, man, I'm the boogie man
We on that bullshit, man, walk around with Uzis, man
This a Mulsanne, not a Mustang
Let the 30 hang, nigga, I'm so gang
Hang around a lot of gang bangin' ass niggas
Crip, Blood, blue or red, what you bang, nigga?
You might got a pistol but this stick is way bigger
I call it KKK 'cause my choppa hate niggas
Hang around a lot of gang bangin' ass niggas
Crip, Blood, blue or red, what you bang, nigga?
You might got a pistol but this stick is way bigger
I call it KKK 'cause my choppa hate niggas
Nightmare on Elm Street
It's a Nightmare on Elm Street
A Nightmare on Elm Street
Feel like Jason, Friday 13th
Hockey mask with the .223
It's a Nightmare on Elm Street
A Nightmare on Elm Street
Nightmare lyrics - 21 Savage, Offset & Metro Boomin
If Young Metro don't trust you I'm 'gon shoot you
On demand, bags on demand (Whoo)
On demand, bags on demand (Racks, woo)
On demand, bags on demand (Woo, woo)
On demand, bags on demand (Hey)
I need the cash on pronto (Cash)
Nigga, a lottery ticket (Ayy)
I get the bands at the bando
Full of the white like it's Iggy (White, white)
Five milli' in cash, a wide load and we 'bout to get it (We 'bout to get it)
We from the North, I'm just sayin' though
No name on my hitter
Yeah, Freddy Kruger, give 'em a nightmare
Soon as you close your eyes, nigga, we right there (Whoo, hey)
Freddy Kruger, give 'em a nightmare
Soon as you close your eyes, nigga, we right there (You dig?)
Freddy Kruger, give 'em a nightmare
Soon as you close your eyes, nigga, we right there (Hey)
Come in the middle of night like it's a nightmare (Ha)
You open your eyes, not dreaming, nigga, we right there (Offset, hey)
Open your eyes, real life (Hey)
Ain't no facade (Ain't no facade)
You tryna rob, get penalized (Woo)
You taking your life
Run up a bag, a milli' in cash then cover your body in gems (Bag)
Fucking a thot but I don't go for the plot so I'm fucking this bitch on film (Smash)
Come in the night, you won't see 'em (Woo)
Black gloves, black hoodie and Timbs (Woo)
You don't wanna be him 'cause soon as they see him they shoot off his limbs (Pew, pew)
I know I might shine, animated (Whoo)
A hundreds racks have a nigga waiting (Racks)
You got a Rolex, it outdated (Whoo)
I got your ho outside, be patient (Yeah)
Back of the Maybach, this ain't a 'Rari, this is the latest Mercedes (Yeah)
Spent two-hundred thousand on my whole rider
500K just to play (500)
Open your eyes and your face (Open that)
I got the MAC today (MAC)
Pay or get whacked today (Whack)
Pull up in 'Cats and Wraiths (Skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, Freddy Kruger, give 'em a nightmare (Uh)
Soon as you close your eyes, nigga, we right there (Whoo, hey)
Freddy Kruger, give 'em a nightmare (Uh)
Soon as you close your eyes, nigga, we right there (Ah, you dig?)
Freddy Kruger, give 'em a nightmare (Hey)
Soon as you close your eyes, nigga, we right there (Hey)
Come in the middle of night like it's a nightmare (Ha)
You open your eyes, not dreaming, nigga, we right there
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
Mad Stalkers lyrics - 21 Savage, Offset & Metro Boomin
[21 Savage:]
21, 21, 21 21 21
I'm from out the gutter, middle finger, Zone 6
Turned sixteen and I got my first stick (MAC-90)
Fuck the other side, catch a body, sendin' hits (21)
You call that shit extended clip, we call that bitch a dick (21)
[21 Savage & Offset:]
Bitch, I'm mad ballin', all my diamonds mad flawless
We got mad choppers, all my niggas mad cautious
I got mad dick, turnin' these hoes into mad stalkers (21)
I got mad dick, turnin' these hoes into mad stalkers (Woo, woo, woo, woo, Offset)
[Offset:]
Mad Max with me, I'm Biggs (Mad Max)
Run through the Draco, we got cigs (Cigs)
Bustin' all on your bitch face (Ugh)
Make the bitch play with my kids (Hey)
Steak and shrimp, shot him in the ribs (Steak)
Baby bottles, ain't no bibs (Lean)
Twenty models all gon' kneel (Twenty models)
Breathin' with this water like gills (Water)
I done got a Lowe boat on the low note (Shh)
And I got an eighty-pointer that'll choke throats (Ugh)
Sipping on hi-tech, Four Lokos (Lean)
Wrist brr, fur coat way to go ho
Don't pass out, pop an Addy (Addy)
Won't smoke niggas in the attic (Smoke)
Rackades, the bankroll in the mattress (Racks)
I got, drip sauce like relish (Drip sauce)
Diamonds slippin', drippin', I'm a problem (Hey)
Heated my flow with the marble (Marble)
Stand on the stove, cook it all up (Cook it up)
Trap on the North with the Gualas (Migos)
I made so many millions, could have bought a helicopter
Do the surgery on the coupe like a doctor (Skrrt)
Heard that nigga poppin'? Call the goblins (Brr)
Gang, gang, nigga, fuck the opposite (Gang)
[21 Savage:]
Bitch, I'm mad ballin', all my diamonds mad flawless (21)
We got mad choppers, all my niggas mad cautious
Bitch, I'm mad ballin', all my diamonds mad flawless (21)
We got mad choppers, all my niggas mad cautious
Bitch, I'm mad ballin', all my diamonds mad flawless (21)
We got mad choppers, all my niggas mad cautious (Bitch)
I got mad dick, turnin' these hoes into mad stalkers
I got mad dick, turnin' these hoes into mad stalkers (21)
Hold on, let me kick my shit (Yeah)
Audemar drownin' my wrist (Yeah)
Put a double G on my kids (Yeah)
Put a double G on your bitch (Yeah)
I'll probably leave you before I leave the lean
Lil' bitch, don't play with my sip (On God)
I ain't even fuckin' round with no stylist
I got too much drip (On God)
You know you too much, bitch (On God)
You got too much hips (Yeah)
When she suck me off, she got too much lips (21)
4L gang, got a whole lot of choppers, lil' nigga
We'll shoot the shit (We'll shoot the shit)
Ran up a whole lot of M's, lil' nigga
I'm tryin' not to lose this shit (Facts)
Rims staggered, bad bitch, I'ma bag her
On my face, it's a dagger, private flights, I'm a jetlagger
Bitch, you ain't got no standards, where's your manners?
Hundred choppers, roll the window down, MC Hammer
[21 Savage & Offset:]
Bitch, I'm mad ballin', all my diamonds mad flawless (Hey)
We got mad choppers, all my niggas mad cautious (Brr)
Bitch, I'm mad ballin', all my diamonds mad flawless (Mad)
We got mad choppers, all my niggas mad cautious (Woo, woo, woo)
Bitch, I'm mad ballin', all my diamonds mad flawless (Hey)
We got mad choppers, all my niggas mad cautious (Brr, brr)
I got mad dick, turnin' these hoes into mad stalkers (Woo, woo)
I got mad dick, turnin' these hoes into mad stalkers (21)
[Future:]
If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Disrespectful lyrics - 21 Savage, Offset & Metro Boomin
[21 Savage (Offset):]
(Yeah)
I'm a gangbangin', chain swingin', chopper totin', Zone 6, nigga
(Hey)
Pyrex whippa (Pyrex)
Louis V slippers (Drip)
Saint Laurent pistol (Ayy)
[21 Savage (Offset) {Future}:]
Gucci on my pickle (Guwop), nut right on her nipple (Ugh)
Young nigga with them Ms (Young nigga), I get disrespectful (Hey)
Treat y'all hoes the same (Yeah), none of y'all bitches ain't special (Nah)
Keep your mouth closed little bitch, I might bless you (Shh)
{If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you} (You dig?)
[21 Savage & Offset:]
Bentayga with the backseat table, yeah, yeah
Ain't no limit on the debit, I got paper, yeah, yeah
Don't be calling me your brother, you a hater
Got them stones on my neck, nigga flooded out
Hurricane Irma on my neck, nigga flooded out
Hurricane Harvey on my wrist, shit flooded out
Nigga flooded out, VVSs flooded out
Hit the booty club, nigga, and we flooded out
Take a project bitch and get her flooded out
You can build a bear, fuck it, I'm finna build a thot
Yeah, ice on a nigga, now it's lights out
Nigga, bad back, I'm finna put a pipe out
Got that 40 with the dick, nigga, right now
Ass was flat in middle school but it's right now
I was robbing but I'm fucking with the mic now
I done growed up, nigga
I done sold dust, nigga
Carbon 1 5 turn you to a cold cut, nigga
Say you want a pint, I'm flexing with the Robituss', nigga
Put a bomb in my pockets, they done blowed up, nigga
[Offset:]
I'm a Northside nigga (Hey)
I don't switch sides, nigga (Nah)
Got that .45, nigga (Bam)
I'm a certified nigga (Hey)
Had the skeleton, 41 (Skelly)
That's a big size difference
Richard Mille yeah, one-on-one
That was a wise investment (Woo)
We always going private (Private)
Always getting a profit (Bag)
Look at this glass I'm cracking (Look at this)
Told her go down, get sloppy (Ooh)
Big on big, don't size it (Big on)
Birds that sing like The Isleys (Brr)
I had to find, surprised him (Find)
I fired him up like Dhalsim (Brr-brr)
Yeah, check out my record (Yeah)
10K for the Chrome Hearts buckle (Yeah, yeah)
I got a thing on my bezel (Yeah)
I'm drinking codeine for breakfast (Whoo, whoo)
I get you whacked, I don't even call
I don't even text (I get you whacked)
You know I'ma dog
You know I'ma handle it when I got pressure (Rrr)
I'm fucking your broad, I tell her to shut up, I give her no extras (Smash)
No trespassing, mansion is gated
You not on the guest list (No)
I don't do beef with a peasant
They too quick to tell it (Tell it, 12)
Fuck all them niggas they jealous
Fuck it, we bigger than Elvis
[21 Savage (Offset):]
Gucci on my pickle (Guwop), nut right on her nipple (Ugh)
Young nigga with them Ms (Young nigga), I get disrespectful (Hey)
Treat y'all hoes the same (Yeah), none of y'all bitches ain't special (Nah)
Keep your mouth closed little bitch, I might bless you (Shh)
Gucci on my pickle (Guwop), nut right on her nipple (Ugh)
Young nigga with them Ms (Young nigga), I get disrespectful (Hey)
Treat y'all hoes the same (Yeah), none of y'all bitches ain't special (Nah)
Keep your mouth closed little bitch, I might bless you (Shh)
Run Up The Racks lyrics - 21 Savage, Offset & Metro Boomin
Southside
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Count a hundred
Count a hundred, yeah, nigga
Diamonds froze, chill, nigga
I went platinum independent then I signed my deal, nigga
Young nigga, 17, all he do is kill, nigga
And I'm drinking on that mud like an oil spill, nigga
Gucci jacket, oh yeah
Saint Laurent, oh yeah
Bust down, cost a hundred, nigga, that's a trophy
Balling like I'm Kobe, shoot you like Ginobili
Sitting on the courtside, never in the nosebleed
In the hotbox, yeah, with a hot Glock, yeah
In the trap car, yeah, get your block chopped, yeah
When it's time to blow smoke we do not stop, yeah
Pulled up in paradise, they got them Glocks out, yeah
Time to blast off, mask off like I'm mad, dog
Turned it to a murder trap then robbed 'em for a bag, dog
Police always fucking with a nigga 'cause I'm black, dog
Full court press, we won't show your ass no slack, dog
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it, nigga
Another nigga dead, now the family's scared
Tryna duck the feds, tryna duck the feds
Paint the city red, paint the city red
Glocks in the mattress, choppers in the shed
Broad day smoke, late night smoke
All day smoke, bitch, we want the smoke
I'm from the Eastside where they cutthroat
Young niggas killing and they taking dope
And they taking chain, they not taking names
Gang, gang, gang, nigga, gang, gang
Pause the beat, free my niggas in the chain gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it, nigga
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it
Run up them racks, I'm doing it, nigga
Southside
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
Still Serving lyrics - 21 Savage, Offset & Metro Boomin
[21 Savage:]
AK with the scope, nigga and it's real dirty (21)
It don't got Glock on the bottom, nigga it ain't no real 30 (Facts)
Dranking all this Act', it got my vision real blurry (21)
My uncle just turned forty-nine and he still serving
Got a bitch hooked on dick (21) put a shoestring on my TEC (yeah)
I ain't never been no bitch (21) and I stand up when I piss (On God)
VVS's all on my wrist, my nigga, white stones just to match my chain (My chain)
Bought a AP rose gold, AP yellow gold, nigga and I bought one plain
Go against the gang and it cost him (Cost him)
Made a diss song and I offed him (I offed him)
I take niggas off, I don't take losses (On God)
Bitch I pop my collar like the bosses (21, 21)
Nigga, pop your collar like the bosses (Bosses)
Nigga, flip your dollars like the bosses (Bosses)
Runoff on your partner like the bosses (21, 21)
And I'm sending hits like the bosses (On God, nigga)
Savage keep that Glock on him, yeah (Yeah)
Savage think 'bout dropping M's, yeah (Yeah)
Nigga talking 'bout robbing him, well (Well)
Them .223s gon' make his face swell (21, 21)
AK with the scope, nigga and it's real dirty (21)
It don't got Glock on the bottom, it ain't no real 30 (Facts)
Dranking all this Act', it got my vision real blurry (21)
My uncle just turned forty-nine and he still serving (On God)
Got a bitch hooked on dick (21) put a shoestring on my TEC (Yeah)
I ain't never been no bitch (21) and I stand up when I piss (On God)
VVS's all on my wrist, my nigga, white stones just to match my chain (My chain)
Bought a AP rose gold, AP yellow gold, nigga and I bought one plain
[Offset:]
Offset!
I got a lot of codeine habits (Lean)
I was robbin' at the store when I ain't have it (Give it up)
Still depend on the stick, it's automatic (Brrt)
Rich bitch, and yeah my bitch got a Patek
Reaching for my chain, cut his hand off when I order
Skeleton, 5980 cost a quarter (Bust)
Borders, I got Mexicans to transport it (Plugs)
Couple hundred thousand stashed in the dirt soil (Stash)
Still in the kitchen, off cooking up pollo (Still)
55 years old asking for a photo, ugh
Diamonds on the throat, I'm a GOAT (Ugh)
Margiela coat in the snow ho-ho
Pop the Adderall like a Tylenol
Playin' with the racks, volleyball matching haunted house (Racks)
Bitch, I'm from the Nawf and I've did it all (Nawf)
I was 'bout to knock 'em out but I put it off (Spared)
Stones in my mouth cost me twenty-five (Stones)
All these wedding bands on like I got twenty wives (Whoo)
I'ma fuck around and let the semi ride (Hey)
I'ma chop the block up like a samurai (Hey)
Nigga, you done told about a hundred lies (Cap)
Nigga cappin', you ain't never did no homicide (Cap)
'Bout that action, see me flashing like the paparazz' (Pah, pah)
And we deeper than the fucking Nazis (Hey)
[21 Savage:]
AK with the scope, nigga and it's real dirty (21)
It don't got Glock on the bottom, it ain't no real 30 (Facts)
Dranking all this Act', and it got my vision real blurry (21)
My uncle just turned forty-nine and he still serving
Got a bitch hooked on dick (21) put a shoestring on my TEC (Yeah)
I ain't never been no bitch (21) and I stand up when I piss (On God)
VVS's all on my wrist, my nigga, white stones just to match my chain (My chain)
Bought a AP rose gold, AP yellow gold, nigga, and I bought one plain
I serve raw clean, yeah, I drink raw lean, yeah
I got raw clean, yeah, make your nose lean, yeah
I serve raw clean, yeah, I drink raw lean, yeah
I got raw clean, yeah, make your nose lean, yeah
Darth Vader lyrics - 21 Savage, Offset & Metro Boomin
If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you
[Offset:]
Yeah, the game I finessed it, yeah (Ooh)
I count up the blessings (Count up the blessings)
The diamonds is precious (Whoo, shine)
Ain't having no pressure (No)
I bought the plain Philippe, they said I was being too extra (Plain)
I brought the gang with me, Kel-Tec with the suppressor (The gang)
Recording all night, she sleep
Bitch, wake up, this dick is for breakfast (Wake up)
Oh, you tryna vibe with me? You gotta be day one, no lesser (Hey)
Got camera surveillance 'cause all of us made it
The mansion is gated (Mansion is gated)
We go gladiator, snub, nose a potato
All black like Darth Vader (Yeah)
Big Bentayga take the whole lane
Ain't no room for a hater (Whole lane)
Private jet with the whole gang
When I get home, it'll wait (Whole gang)
Ain't 'bout to pick up my phone today (Brr)
Know a nigga 'bout to get wet up (Brr)
Wanna bet up? (Who?)
Got hoes in the Nawf on the set up (Set up)
Look at my right wrist, 'guettes
Sparkles in the watch like X (X)
Karats on my neck have sex (Woo)
Fifty-seven nineties on deck (Seven ninety)
Runnin' from demons, angels in my dream when I'm leanin' (Angels)
TEC-9 wit' the beam (Brrt, brrt)
Don't nobody move before the shit start ringing (Bow)
Hold your horses, I'm a go cop me a roll of Forgis (Wait)
Hop out the Range and ghost it (Drip)
Luggage on planes is Goyard (Luggage)
Got a Mexican plug and a señorita (Hey)
This shit hold a dub, turn a nigga to the Grim Reaper (Yeah)
Yeah, the game I finessed it, yeah (Ooh)
I count up the blessings (Count up the blessings)
The diamonds is precious (Whoo, shine)
Ain't having no pressure (No)
I bought the plain Philippe, they said I was being too extra (Plain)
I brought the gang with me, Kel-Tec with the suppressor (The gang)
Recording all night, she sleep
Bitch, wake up, this dick is for breakfast (Wake up)
Oh, you tryna vibe with me? You gotta be there with no lesser (Hey)
Got camera surveillance 'cause all of us made it
The mansion is gated (Mansion is gated)
We go gladiator, snub, nose a potato
All black like Darth Vader
[21 Savage:]
From the robbin' to the trappin', I done done it all (Facts)
Weed, hard, soft, nigga, I done sold it all (On God)
I'ma keep it real, I done cuffed some hoes and all (Damn)
He took the stand, I can't believe this nigga told it all (Fuck)
I got Tom Ford all on my buckle (Yeah)
I just talk to my accountant and then I chuckle (Yeah)
I ain't got no trouble with these finances, dog (21)
I buy the shit, I don't finance it, dog
Run the money up, yeah, I'm on that real estate shit (21)
Gotta keep two guns, nigga, I see through the fake shit
My dog lost his life and it changed me (Damn)
I'm poppin' Percocets 'cause the pain deep (21)
Peel a hot box then we did a drive-by (Yeah)
Get your kids out the street, we finna slide by (Yeah)
I came up robbin' real dangerous (21)
They done made a street nigga famous (21, 21)
[Offset:]
Yeah, the game I finessed it, yeah (Ooh)
I count up the blessings (Count up the blessings)
The diamonds is precious (Whoo, shine)
Ain't having no pressure (No)
I bought the plain Philippe, they said I was being too extra (Plain)
I brought the gang with me, he Kel-Tec with the suppressor (The gang)
Recording all night, she sleep
Bitch, wake up, this dick is for breakfast (Wake up)
Oh, you tryna vibe with me? You gotta be there with no lesser (Hey)
Got camera surveillance 'cause all of us made it
The mansion is gated (Mansion is gated)
We go gladiator, snub, nose a potato
All black like Darth Vader
Hold your horses, I'm a go cop me a roll of Forgis
Hop out the range and ghost it
Luggage on planes is Goyard
Got a Mexican plug and a señorita
This shit hold the door, turn a nigga to the Grim Reaper
No Advance lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
Fuck her in my Rollie (21)
Fuck her in my Rollie
I'ma fuck her in my Rollie (My Rollie)
Fuck her in a Rover (Rover)
Fuck her in a Rover
I'ma fuck you in the Rover (21)
Bend the bitch over (Bend her over)
Bend the bitch over
I'ma bend the bitch over (Bend it over)
Fuck her on a sofa
Fuck her on a sofa
I'ma fuck her on the sofa (21)
Metro Boomin want some more nigga
I smashed the stripper in the hotel with my chains on (Bling blaow)
I'm playin' with her kitty with my VVS rings on (21)
Shawty savin' hoes, told that boy put his cape on (21)
My partner down the road, I'm talkin' to him on Tango (F'real)
I put that bitch in a Porsche (Skrrt)
I bought that bitch a new Yorkie (Roof)
I scrapin' the bowl with the fork (Skrrt)
Scrapin' the bowl with the fork (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'm fuckin' that bitch in my Vans (21)
I pull up and shoot at your mans (Pew)
You steal, I'ma cut off your hands
Independent, I don't need no advance
I'm in diamond district 'bout to buy a new watch (Rollie)
I'm fuckin' on a model and we ridin' a yacht (21)
They like, "Savage, boy you came a long way from that pot" (I did)
I'm still a street nigga so I keep me a Glock (Pew, pew, pew)
I made it off the block, bitch I beat the statistics
I told that bitch I got a bitch so don't you leave me with hickeys (Ya dig?)
Bitch I'm on them Percs, got me twitchin' and itchin' (Twitchin')
Drinkin' all this syrup, I'm bout to fuck up my kidneys
Young Savage, I get high just like Bobby and Whitney (21)
And plus I'm rich bitch, I ain't gon' need me no pension (Bitch)
I walk off in a room, I be feelin' the tension
I swear these niggas like hoes, all that whinin' and bitchin' (21)
I smashed the stripper in the hotel with my chains on (Bling blaow)
I'm playin' with her kitty with my VVS rings on (21)
Shawty savin' hoes, told that boy put his cape on (21)
My partner down the road, I'm talkin' to him on Tango (F'real)
I put that bitch in a Porsche (Skrrt)
I bought that bitch a new Yorkie (Roof)
I scrapin' the bowl with the fork (Skrrt)
Scrapin' the bowl with the fork (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'm fuckin' that bitch in my Vans (21)
I pull up and shoot at your mans (Pew)
You steal, I'ma cut off your hands
Independent, I don't need no advance
I'ma count a lot of cash (Cash)
Smoke a lot of gas
I'ma count a lot of racks (Racks)
Walk around with straps (Gang)
Walk around with MACs
I'ma walk around with MACs (Blat)
All my niggas blood (Blood)
All my niggas blat
All my niggas blat (Blat, blat)
All my niggas pull up on the scene in that motherfucker bloody, leave a pussy nigga whacked (21)
21 Gang (Gang), Slaughter Gang (Slaughter), Murder Gang (Murder)
PDE Magnolia thing (Paradise), you niggas can't hang with the gang (No you can't)
You niggas can't walk round with chains (Nothin')
We snatchin' your chains
Snatchin' your stain (21)
We snatchin' your main (21)
Fuck on your main (Your main)
She gon' fuck on the gang
And kickin' her out (Kick her out)
Put that dick all in her mouth (Her mouth)
I just might fuck on your spouse (Spouse)
I just might nut on her blouse (Eugh)
Diamonds on me water, whew (Water)
I'm a dog, bitch, roof (Roof)
I got golds on my tooth (My teeth)
24 on my tooth (Karats)
Fuck her till that pussy loose (Loose)
Bout my check nigga, swoosh (Swoosh)
Strapped up in the booth (21)
Strapped in the coupe (Coupe)
I'm strapped up in the club (Club)
I can't show these niggas love (21)
You a bum, you, you wearin' Lugs (Uh)
All my crips screamin' cuz (21, 21)
I smashed the stripper in the hotel with my chains on (Bling blaow)
I'm playin' with her kitty with my VVS rings on (21)
Shawty savin' hoes, told that boy put his cape on (21)
My partner down the road, I'm talkin' to him on Tango (F'real)
I put that bitch in a Porsche (Skrrt)
I bought that bitch a new Yorkie (Roof)
I scrapin' the bowl with the fork (Skrrt)
Scrapin' the bowl with the fork (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'm fuckin' that bitch in my Vans (21)
I pull up and shoot at your mans (Pew)
You steal, I'ma cut off your hands
Independent, I don't need no advance
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