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PERFORMING ARTISTS
21 Savage
21 Savage
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Composer
Ahmar Bailey
Ahmar Bailey
Composer
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Producer
Kid Hazel
Kid Hazel
Producer
mac attkisson
mac attkisson
Recording Engineer
Ethan Stevens
Ethan Stevens
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Y'all know what's goin' on 21 Gang 'til I'm gone 4L Gang 'til I'm gone (if Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon') Roll the window down, stick the Glock out (stick the Glock out) This chopper got a AMP, I'ma rock out (I'ma rock out) When it's time for smoke, they gon' cop out (they gon' cop out) This AK47 made in Moscow (made in Moscow) All these dead bodies got me seein' strange things (straight up) Both sides of the gun, I done dealt and felt the pain (on God) Drive-by? Nah, we the walk-up gang (21) I come from the 6 where they chalk up lames (on God) Slide in and out (out) spend the night, I doubt (doubt) Gold grill mouth (mouth) I come from the South (South) We was stealin' cars, you was inside the house I know he gon' be a rat one day, right now, we call him a mouse (21) I got lots of stripes, all my - shyest You can roll the dice, you might lose your life Keep my Desert Eagle on me, he not nothin' nice I just need one Glock, Nas need one mic I done did a lot in the streets and them facts (21) PTSD like I came from Iraq (on God) You made it from the gutter, then I'm tippin' my hat (I am) Don't go big on me, you might get hit with this MAC I don't need no holster, you get burned like toaster (21) I don't drink no liquor, but I'm - on mimosa (yeah) We've been gettin' that Jewish money, everything is Kosher (on God) Bought myself a 'Ventador and bought my - a Roadster (straight up) Drive my Lambo to the store, I'ma wave with my doors I'm on Glenwood, not the ave, -, the road (21) Talkin' on the pillow, -, that - for the - (straight up) I'd never snitch on my enemies or my bros (never) I'm so 21, dawg, I'm so SG (yeah) I'm so 4L Gang, I keep a Glock, not an XD (21) Head so good, she not even white, I still call her Becky (yeah, yeah) Richard Mille cost so much I could push a button and see next week (straight up) 30 on the glizzy, got my pants dizzy (pants dizzy) Playin' 'round with Savage, you get shot in the kidney (shot in the kidney) So many drums, he gon' think a band hit him (ha) Chopper clapped his -, he thought a hand hit him (ha) I do the Bloc Boy JB on a brick Make your crew do the Electric Slide with this stick (straight up) She don't get no new Chanel, she gon' throw a fit (straight up) I wanna buy that girl the world, the way she - this - (yeah) Fronted me some bags, I ran out the same night When I was in jail, on my momma, I ain't kite - know I'm solid, I shoot, and I fight (straight up) You just wear Adidas, but in real life, I got stripes (21) I got lots of stripes, all my - shyest You can roll the dice, you might lose your life Keep my Desert Eagle on me, he not nothin' nice I just need one Glock, Nas need one mic My brother down the road, they tried to give him life He swear he's so creative, turned a toothbrush to a knife Savage got your wifey playin' with herself on Skype She thought the AC was on, it was just my ice We pull up ready to shoot, y'all ready - Pull up, ready to kill (yeah) y'all ready to die (straight up) Broke - get killed ridin' a bike Savage left his gun at home, -, yeah, right (ha)
Writer(s): Leland Tyler Wayne, Shayaa Bin Abraham-joseph, Ahmar Bailey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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