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
No Heart lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
[Intro]
Southside, Southside on the, Southside on the, hey
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
[Chorus]
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?
Why these niggas cappin' so hard?
Why you got a 12 car garage?
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?
'Cause these niggas pussy and I'm hard
I turn that fucking soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I'm praying to my Glock and my carbon
I sit back and read, like Cat in the Hat
21 Savage, the cat with the MAC
21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood but I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back
Stuart Little, heard these niggas some rats
Pockets full of cheese, bitch I got racks
I'm a real street nigga bitch
I am not one of these niggas bangin' on wax
Pussy niggas love sneak dissing 'til I pull up on 'em, slap 'em out with the fire
Wet your mama's house, wet your grandma's house, keep shootin' until somebody die
So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar, thought it was Fourth of July
You was with your friends playing Nintendo, I was playin' 'round with that fire
Seventh grade I got caught with a pistol, sent me to Panthersville
Eighth grade started playin' football, then I was like fuck the field
Ninth grade I was knocking niggas out, nigga like Holyfield
Fast forward nigga, 2016 and I'm screaming fuck a deal
Bad bitch with me, she so thick, I don't even need a pill
I listened to your raps, thought you was hard
You ain't even street for real
Niggas love sneak dissing on Twitter
They don't want beef for real
And all these niggas play like they tough
'Til a nigga get killed
'Til a nigga get spilled,
'Til your blood get spilled
I'mma at your favorite rapper, shoot him like I'm John Dill'
"I been with you since day one. Savage, I ain't even hating."
So what's up with all that Instagram shit?
"Savage, I was just playin'."
Y'all pussy niggas fakin', bitch I hang around them Haitians
Pull up on you, tie your kids up
Pistol whip you while your bitch naked
"Come on, man. Savage, you know I always play your mixtape."
Yeah, nigga, fuck all that, ask your bitch how my dick tastes
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?
Why these niggas cappin' so hard?
Why you got a 12 car garage?
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?
'Cause these niggas pussy and I'm hard
I turn that fucking soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I'm praying to my Glock and my carbon
So much dope that it broke the scale
They say crack kills, nigga my crack sells
My brother in the kitchen and he wrappin' a bale
Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt
Chain swangin', diamonds blangin', hold up
Pistol swangin', gang bangin', hold up
Niggas actin', like groupies, they don't know us
Little do they know their bitches fuckin' on the tour bus
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?
Why these niggas cappin' so hard?
Why you got a 12 car garage?
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?
'Cause these niggas pussy and I'm hard
I turn that fucking soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I grew up in the streets without no heart
So much dope that it broke the scale
They say crack kills, nigga my crack sells
My brother in the kitchen and he wrappin' a bale
Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt
X lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin (feat. Future)
[21 Savage:]
Ten bad bitches in a mansion
Wrist on Milly Rock, them diamonds on me dancin'
When you workin' hard, then your money start expandin'
I got model bitches wanna lick me like some candy
And them drugs come in handy
Last name Savage, bitch, but no, I'm not Randy
Hit her with no condom, had to make her eat a Plan B
And I'm sippin' on that Codeine, not Brandy (21)
Hah (Hah) I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch (Hah)
Huh (Hol' up) I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch (Hah)
Hol' up, I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up) I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch (21, 21, 21)
Fuck a wedding ring, I bought a necklace (21, 21)
Diamonds got the flu, try not to catch this (21, 21)
I left that ho alone 'cause she was ratchet (Hah, woah, woah)
All these bitches salty, they can't stand me (Hah, woah)
[21 Savage {Future}:]
Flexin' on that bitch, hol' up (Flexin' on that bitch)
Bought a necklace on that bitch, hol' up (21, 21)
Her friend gon' lick me like a fruit roll up (Roll, up, roll up)
She in her feelings on the 'Gram, grow up {Bandz}
[Future:]
21! Flexin' on that bitch, hol' up (Hol' up)
I ain't textin' back that bitch, hol' up (No way, no way)
I ain't stressin' bout that bitch, hol' up (Savage)
21 gon' get the stick, hol' up
[21 Savage {Future}:]
Hol' up, hol' up, bitch I like to ball (Like to ball)
Hol' up, hol' up, without no weave, you bald
Hol' up, bitch I spent your rent inside the mall (21, 21)
Hol' up, she got a nigga, but he broke, she lost {Savage}
[Future:]
Hol' up, at this private __cpLocation
Hol' up, put her back in rotation (Woo)
Hol' up, bitches on me, immigration
Hol' up, goin' through the translations
[21 Savage {Future}:]
Hah (Hah) I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch (Hah)
Huh (Hol' up) I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch (Hah, {21})
Hol' up, I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up, {hol' up, nigga}) I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch (21, 21, 21)
Fuck a wedding ring, I bought a necklace (21, 21, {21})
Diamonds got the flu, try not to catch this (21, 21)
I left that ho alone 'cause she was ratchet (Hah)
All these bitches salty, they can't stand me ({Woo}, hah)
[21 Savage {Future}:]
Hol' up (Hol' up) bitch my Rolex on fleek (On fleek)
Hol' up, bitch my diamonds on fleek (Bling, blaww)
Hol' up, I got gold on my teeth (Hol' up, on my teeth, teeth)
Hol' up, you got Rainbow on your feet? (Broke bitch, {Bandz})
[Future (21 Savage):]
Hol' up, corny niggas don't impress me
Hol' up, never let a bitch dress me
Hol' up, can't no motherfuckin' judge check me
Hol' up, I don't give a fuck about no ring (Yuh)
[21 Savage {Future}:]
Hol' up, money make my old bitches hate me
Hol' up (hol' up) bitch you still stay on Section 8 (Broke bitch)
Hol' up, my new bitch wetter than a lake (Wet as fuck)
Hol' up, and she love to let me paint her face {21}
[Future (21 Savage):]
Hol' up, fell in love with some good throat
Hol' up, fell in love with some good throat
Hol' up, ripped them confidential papers up
Hol' up, you done made me wake my savage up (21, 21), hol' up
[21 Savage {Future}:]
{Hah} (Hah) {I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch} (Hah)
{Hol' up} (Hah) {I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch} (Hah)
{21, I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch} (Hol' up)
{Poof} (Hol' up) {I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch} (21, 21, 21)
Fuck a wedding ring, I bought a necklace (21, 21)
Diamonds got the flu, try not to catch this (21, 21)
I left that ho alone 'cause she was ratchet (Hah)
All these bitches salty, they can't stand me (Hah)
[21 Savage:]
Ten bad bitches in a mansion
Wrist on Milly Rock, them diamonds on me dancin'
When you workin' hard then your money start expandin'
(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
[Future:]
And them drugs come in handy
Last name Hendrix, bitch, but no, I'm no Jimi
Hit 'em with no condoms, shipped her right back out the country
And I'm sippin' Codeine, tats all on my stomach
Savage Mode lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gonna shoot you
Spent a thousand dollars just to sip (Just to sip muddy)
Park that motherfucker in the V.I.P. (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I got that motherfucker on my hip (Chh-chh)
I'ma squeeze (Baow), I'ma squeeze (Baow)
We ain't really with all that internet shit (21)
We ain't really with that pretending and shit (21)
Come and get your bitch, she actin' friendly and shit
When I get inside that pussy, I be killin' that shit (Killin', killin')
I'm in savage mode (Woah), I'm in savage mode (Woah)
I'm in savage mode (Woah), I'm in savage mode
I'm a savage on these hoes (Savage), savage on these hoes (Woah)
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes (Woah)
I'm in savage mode (21), I'm in savage mode (Savage)
I'm in savage mode (Savage), I'm in savage mode
I'm a savage on these hoes (21), savage on these hoes (21)
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes
Cup, woah (Woah)
Muddy, yo (Yo)
Hit the yolk (Yolk)
Got the stick, woah (Brr)
Keep it on me, yah (Yah)
Knew you got it, yah (21)
One in the head, yah (Chh-chh)
Bitch, I fuckin' dare (I dare)
Nigga, I double-dare (I dare)
Why the fuck you stare? (Stare)
Pew, pew (Pew, pew), bet yo ass don't stare (21)
Red bottoms, yeah (Red)
Bitch, watch where you step (Bitch)
I'm in savage mode (Brr), cook a nigga like a chef (Brr)
Ain't no loyalty (21), these niggas all for self (Yeah)
All these fuckin' stripes (Stripes), I shoulda been a ref (Yeah-yeah)
I'm in savage mode (Woah), I'm in savage mode (Woah)
I'm in savage mode (Woah), I'm in savage mode
I'm a savage on these hoes (Savage), savage on these hoes (Woah)
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes (Woah)
I'm in savage mode (21), I'm in savage mode (Savage)
I'm in savage mode (Savage), I'm in savage mode
I'm a savage on these hoes (21), savage on these hoes (21)
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes
All that backstabbin' turned me to a savage (Savage)
All that fuckin' krabbin' turned me to a savage (It did)
Racks inside the mattress turned me to a savage (Racks, racks)
I turned to a savage, bitch, I gotta have it (I gotta have it)
Fell asleep in science, I love mathematics (Countin' cash)
Bitch, I like to add, bitch, I like subtractin' (That countin' cash)
That chopper flip a nigga like he acrobatic (Pop, pop, pop)
He don't want no smoke, he don't want no static (Want no static)
I'm in savage mode, shit can get tragic (Yah)
I might toe tag him, I might body bag him (Woah, woah)
These bitches gettin' old, I already had 'em ('Ready had 'em)
She wanna live lavish, she don't meet my standards (21, 21)
I'm in savage mode (Woah), I'm in savage mode (Woah)
I'm in savage mode (Woah), I'm in savage mode
I'm a savage on these hoes (Savage), savage on these hoes (Woah)
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes (Woah)
I'm in savage mode (21), I'm in savage mode (Savage)
I'm in savage mode (Savage), I'm in savage mode
I'm a savage on these hoes (21), savage on these hoes (21)
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
I'm a savage on these hoes, savage on these hoes
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes
I'm in savage mode, I'm in savage mode
I'm in savage mode, I'm in savage mode
I'm a savage on these hoes, savage on these hoes
Savage on these hoes, I'm a savage on these hoes
Bad Guy lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
I'm a fuckin' bad guy nigga
Murder Gang nigga
Two guns up
I'm poppin' ain't I
I got ten racks in every damn pocket ain't I
(21, 21)
I'm poppin' ain't I
I got ten racks in every damn pocket ain't it
She seen the savage and her panties went to droppin' ain't it
Diamonds dancin' on a nigga, playin' hockey ain't I
(Bling-blaow-blaow-blaow)
Run up a check and I bag and I fuck it, I love it
She lickin' and lickin' and suckin' I love her
Motherfuck a wedding bitch I'm a dog
Motherfuck a label, bitch I'm a boss
Swiper no swiping, niggas stealin' sauce
Came from the mud, nigga paid the cost
Hundred thousand cash, hid it in the lawn
It ain't bout a bag, I don't wanna talk
(21, 21, 21)
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
I fucked his baby moms he's a mad guy
Nigga you ain't gettin' no money, you a sad guy
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
Hundred round drum, I'm a bad guy
Blow this bitch up like Osama, I'm a bad guy
I'ma do the dash when I back out
I'm a rich nigga, I can't take the trash out
Better cuff your bitch I brought my cash out
Nigga better watch they mouth cause I'll spazz out
Catch a nigga down bad and I'll air it out
Bitch I rep that Murder Gang and we'll clear it out
Catch a nigga main bitch and we gon' shell out
And she so fine, I love the way that booty spread out
And you know I keep that Glock with the red dot
Shoot a nigga in his face, he ain't bad now
(21, 21)
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
I fucked his baby moms he's a mad guy
Nigga you ain't gettin' no money, you a sad guy
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
Bad guy, bad guy, bad guy, bad guy
Hundred round drum, I'm a bad guy
Blow this bitch up like Osama, I'm a bad guy
I'm poppin' ain't I
I got ten racks in every damn pocket ain't I
(21, 21)
I'm poppin' ain't it
I got ten racks in every damn pocket ain't I
She seen the savage and her panties went to droppin' ain't it
I'm poppin' ain't I
I got ten racks in every damn pocket ain't I
(21, 21)
I'm poppin' ain't I
I got ten racks in every damn pocket ain't I
She seen the savage and her panties went to droppin' ain't it
Diamonds dancin' on a nigga, playin' hockey ain't I
Diamonds dancin' on a nigga, playin' hockey ain't I
Real Nigga lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
Savage
21 Savage, the one and only
How it feel to be a real nigga, man
21
Them same niggas doubted me
Now they tryna hang around a nigga
I ain't got nothin' but bullets for you, nigga
I feel like a bully to you, nigga
I ain't countin' nothin' but hundreds, nigga
Ain't nothin' but mud in my stomach, nigga
I kept it real with a lot of niggas
Ain't gotta deal with a lot of niggas
I ain't sign no deal like a lot of niggas
So they don't treat me like I'm poppin', nigga
I kept it trill with all the trill niggas
I get accepted by the real niggas
I was raised to be a real nigga
Every nigga 'round me like to kill niggas
Red bottoms on a real nigga
She tryna suck it through the Hilfigers
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
Bronx niggas say I'm ill, nigga
All the pain, had to let it go
Now it ain't no place I can't go
Watch me thumb through that bankroll
Ain't no ones in this bankroll
Ain't nothin' but blues in this bitch, nigga
On Boulevard with the Crips, nigga
She got an ass, but her titties little
But I hope she brought her sister with her
'Cause you know I got the gang with me
You know ain't a damn thing changed with me
Got them VVS's on me now
Got them VVS's on me now
Look at my watch, this shit done cost a house
You talkin' to a boss, please watch your mouth
That boy came a long way, didn't he?
Yeah, I came a long way, didn't he?
That boy came a long way, didn't he?
Now I'm ballin', Hardaway, Penny
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
How it feel to be a real nigga
Mad High lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
On me, I be mad high
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Dressed in Bathing Ape, I be mad fly
Savage sending hits like a wise guy
I'ma sit in front the judge and tell a damn lie
Nigga I be mad high, mad high, mad high
Mad high, mad high, mad high, mad high
Nigga I get mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly
Mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Why you drop that dirty in that Mountain Dew?
Why you go and chop the brains off that coupe?
So I can shoot a pussy nigga out the roof
I feel like Bishop young nigga, I got the juice
I'm 'bout my check lil nigga like swoosh
Yeah I rap but I'm still chopping shit
Pull up on your block and shit
Extendos in them Glocks and shit
21, we poppin' shit
Lord forgive me, lord forgive me, cause I'm sinning
I spent two thousand at the dentist
This a foreign lil nigga, not no hemi
We drinking Actavis, ain't drinkin' on no Remy
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Dressed in Bathing Ape, I be mad fly
Savage sending hits like a wise guy
I'ma sit in front the judge and tell a damn lie
Nigga I be mad high, mad high, mad high
Mad high, mad high, mad high, mad high
Nigga I get mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly
Mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly
Pull up on a back street, roll the window down
Pull up on a back street, another nigga down
That AK47 turn your smile into a frown
Bitch I'm from the street, I turn a seven to a pound
I left my baby mama and I went and got a model
You can't get no guala if you don't know how to swallow
What the bombaclot, I feel like oscar cause I'm a shotta
You say you gettin' money what you using as your product?
I hit my first lick and I spent that shit on Prada
Nigga sneak dissin', I got shots for all your partners
Bitch I'm from the six, I eat soul food, not Benihanas
I keep that 223, I knock your head up out your Honda
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Dressed in Bathing Ape, I be mad fly
Savage sending hits like a wise guy
I'ma sit in front the judge and tell a damn lie
Nigga I be mad high, mad high, mad high
Mad high, mad high, mad high, mad high
Nigga I get mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly
Mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly
If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you
Feel It lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
Now first of all where I'm supposed to start
When I first met you man another nigga had your heart
But, I'ma player so you know a playa played his part
Smooth talkin', conversation took a nigga broad
I'm on the road doin' shows, seem like we fell apart
She think a nigga fuckin' groupies, I'm just grindin' hard
Your family said we wouldn't last, but we beat the odds
Bonnie and Clyde, she was with a nigga stealin' cars
These streets so dirty, I just want someone who really there
Can't fake love, I just want someone who really care
Be loyal to me, want somebody I ain't gotta share
Open your eyes, baby girl, real niggas rare
All my dog ways, had to put 'em in a kennel
I'm a savage to these niggas, but to her I'm gentle
I'm a savage to these niggas, but to her I'm gentle
I'm just sippin' on this mud, you was on my mental
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I'ma grab her by her hair
I'ma fuck her like a bear, I'ma fuck her like a bear
Red bottoms on her, yeah
Buy her Gucci, Fendi, yeah
She too stiff on niggas, yeah
She gon' make these niggas stare
I'ma fuck her with no condom
I'ma let her meet my momma
I'ma take her out that Honda
I'ma put her in the foreign
Spoiled, she ain't got no patience
She gon' have these bitches hatin'
Got them diamonds on me skatin'
Got them diamonds on her skatin'
Everywhere we go we clean
She want me to quit that lean
Baby, I can't quit that lean
Put a ring around codeine
Everywhere we go we clean
She want me to quit that lean
Baby, I can't quit that lean
Put a ring around codeine
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air
Ocean Drive lyrics - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
21, yeah
Real street shit
21
Know what I'm sayin'?
Young nigga done been through some shit man
Now a young nigga on top man
But I still got that Glock man
Still let that motherfucker pop man
21
See Savage he be with them apes
Play with this shit, you get ate
Bitch I be covered in Bape
Bitch I be covered in Bape
You know I keep me a K
You know I keep me a Draco
Wrap a nigga like an eggroll
Big bullets leave a big hole
I was raised by the G code
Don't bend, nigga don't fold
My uncle taught me how to scrape the bowl
And my auntie still smokin' blow
Came from nothin', nigga we was poor
Eviction notices all on the door
Take out trash for some school clothes
I'm the one that the streets chose
Now I'm on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down
20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Got my own money, pussy nigga I did not sign
Say Young Savage name in a song, it's some shots fired
I'm on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down
20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
I'm on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down
20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
I can't leave the house without my Glock .9
I can't go nowhere without my Glock .9
I'm sippin' codeine all on Ocean Drive
Poppin' percocets on Rodeo Drive
Baby roll the window up and let's get high
You ain't no real nigga if you testify
I don't have to question where my niggas ride
If you gotta question, they ain't on your side
Plenty late nights I made my mama cry
Shootouts in apartments made my mama cry
Seen my niggas in a hearse, I Stevie Wonder-ed why
Retaliation, let 'em spark like it's the Fourth July
Now I'm on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down
20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Got my own money, pussy nigga I did not sign
Say Young Savage name in a song, it's some shots fired
I'm on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down
20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
I'm on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down
20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Lot of jewelry and a Glock .9
Blue Pill lyrics - Metro Boomin (feat. Travis Scott)
[Travis Scott:]
I've been gettin' drunk, it's fucked
At night, can't sleep
Multiplying toes on me
Out here, yeah, out here
([Young Thug:] Metro Boomin' want some more, nigga)
We go up, in the valley
Where they spend mills, on the mayonnaise
Please, hurry up with my valet
Ain't got no time, no time, no time
No time, no time, no time, no time, pop 'em all
You know, what up
Call me up, when it's over
In the hills, we get high
That's why I'm floatin' off that blue pill, blue dream
It got me like I-I-I-I-I (straight up!
I'm a rockstar rollin', Shabba I got ranks
I been rollin', rollin', I can't stop, I can't
I'm rollin' off that blue pill, blue dream
It got me like I-I-I-I-I
I been rollin', rollin', I can't stop, I can't
I'm a rollin' rockstar, Shabba I got ranks
I slipped 4 Xans, you ain't notice
That's why you girls hokus pokus
Take a trip out wild west
No alcohol, lean and soda
Can't last one night with the best
I'm goin' 06 and congas
Cuzzo still whippin' that 'Yota
He gettin' close to that Rover, yea, yea, yea
Yeah, yeah
Oh why why why? Why why why?
La Flame he got that fi-ya-ya
Thats why I'm floatin' off that blue pill, blue dream
It got me like I-iii-I (Straight up!)
I'm a rockstar rollin', Shabba I got ranks
I been rollin', rollin', I can't stop, I can't
I'm rollin' off that blue pill, blue dream
It got me like I-iii-I
I been rollin', rollin', I can't stop, I can't
I'm a rollin' rockstar, Shabba I got ranks
Oh, why, why, why? Why, why, why?
La Flame, he got that fi-ya-ya, ya dig?
([Future:] If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
Creepin' (Remix) lyrics - Metro Boomin, The Weeknd & Diddy (feat. 21 Savage)
Yeah, thought you'd never leave me (Just can't believe this man)
Metro Boomin want some more nigga
Bad Boy
Somebody said they saw you
The person you were kissing wasn't me
And I would never ask you
I just kept it to myself
I don't wanna know
If you're playin' me, keep it on the low
'Cause my heart can't take it anymore
And if you're creepin', please, don't let it show
Oh, baby, I don't wanna know
Oh-oh, oh-oh, ooh-woah
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
I think about it when I hold you
When lookin' in your eyes, I can't believe
And I don't need to know the truth
Baby, keep it to yourself
I don't wanna know (Ayo, come on)
They ain't real then they ain't Puff
Ain't a place in this world that my feet ain't touch
I got visions that cost millions and make billions
Baby girl, we can make love and make trillions, damn
Baby, you my curse and my crush
I walk to the ends of the earth for your touch
Ride for you, cry for you, die for you
Never gon' say "Goodbye" to you
Never lie to you, life ain't perfect, we just live it
Fuck what they say we did, we just did it
I'm the DeLeón sipper, bad bitch getter
With the top down screamin' out "Fuck them niggas"
I don't wanna know
Did he touch you better than me? (Touch you better than me)
Did he watch you fall asleep? (Watch you fall asleep)
Did you show him all those things, that you used to do to me? (Yeah)
If you're better off that way (Better off that way)
There ain't more that I can say (More that I can say)
Just go on and do your thing and don't come back to me (Come on)
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Woah, woah, woah, 21 (Yeah, 21)
Had me crushin', I was cuffin' like the precinct (Come on)
How you go from housewife to a sneaky link? (Come on)
Got you riding 'round in all type of Benzes and Rovers (Yeah)
Girl, you used to ride in the rinky dink (Come on)
I'm the one put you in Eliantte (On God)
Fashion Nova model, I put you on the runway (On God)
You was rockin' Coach bags, got you Chane'-ne'
Side bitch in Frisco, I call her my Bay-bae (21)
I got a girl but I still feel alone (On God)
If you playin' me that mean my home ain't home (On God)
Havin' nightmares of goin' through your phone (21)
Can't even record, you got me out my zone
I don't wanna know
If you're playin' me, keep it on the low
'Cause my heart can't take it anymore
And if you're creepin', please, don't let it show
Oh, baby, I don't wanna know
If you're playin' me, keep it on the low (Metro Boomin)
'Cause my heart can't take it anymore (21)
And if you're creepin', please, don't let it show (The Weeknd)
Oh, baby, I don't wanna know (Bad Boy)
If you creepin', just don't let me find out (On God)
Get a hotel, never bring 'em to the house (On God, let's go)
If you're better off that way
Baby, all that I can say
If you're gonna do your thing then don't come back to me
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