Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Metro Boomin
Programming
Tay Keith
Programming
21 Savage
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Songwriter
Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metro Boomin
Producer
Tay Keith
Producer
Ethan Stevens
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Bang outside, I hang outside
Don't come out the house 'cause the gang outside
Bang outside, I hang outside
Don't come out the house 'cause the gang outside
Bang outside, hang outside
Don't come out the house 'cause the gang outside
Bang outside, hang outside
Don't come out the house 'cause the gang outside
13, got my first stripe, first stripe
Glenwood road, where they shiest
Slaughter Gang so I keep a knife
We was broke so all we ate was rice
Paid the J's to cut on my mama's lights
Come get your -, she tryna spend the night (straight up)
You a -, that make her a -, n-
All these bodies, I can't sleep at night
Y'all must thought that I was gon' whisper the whole time (21)
I ran out of weed, I sent your - out of town (on God)
Gave her fifteen hundred, and she came back with pounds (straight up)
Rappers think they it, but they really just clowns (on God)
Gucci store, a hundred thou', that's just in a day (on God)
Always cheatin', I'm a dog, think I need a cage (on God)
Savage loaded, chips and dip
I'm not talkin' 'bout Lays (21)
Throwback Rafs, call 'em retros, I'm not talkin' 'bout J's (21)
First name 21, last name Hefner, I got too many freaks (21)
Levi jeans, low self-esteem, he on BlackPeopleMeet (21)
Look like Maya, she's on fire
Who got the keys to my Jeep? (Straight up)
Who want smoke 'cause I want smoke
I had a wet dream about beef (21)
Bang outside, hang outside
Don't come out the house 'cause the gang outside
Bang outside, I hang outside
Don't come out the house 'cause the gang outside
Kids see my car, they get to playin' bingo (skrrt, skrrt)
Off-brand rappers stealin' all the lingo (I did that first)
30 on my hip, the label want a single (on God)
I green light hits, I don't make jingles (straight up)
Shut your damn mouth 'fore you drop
Last - dissed me dropped (straight up)
I want smoke -, all - (on God)
Savage kill all of his opps - (21)
Smoke the mall last week, ball - (21)
Slaughter Gang, yeah, we brawl - (straight up)
4L Gang, lot of shots
Savage kill all of his opps
Writer(s): Leland Tyler Wayne, Shayaa Bin Abraham-joseph, Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
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