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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
21 Savage
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Luellen
Songwriter
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
Bradley Brandon
Songwriter
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Southside
Producer
Metro Boomin
Producer
Doughboy Beatz
Producer
mac attkisson
Recording Engineer
Ethan Stevens
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Southside on the track, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Cut the bullshit
I'm not with it
Call your main bitch
She let me hit it
[Verse 3]
(Metro Boomin want some more ****)
[Verse 4]
Diamonds got drip, on a lake (A lake)
I don't be goin' on dates (On dates)
She got a ass but it's fake (It's fake)
He savin' hoes, need a cape (Cape)
Lil' momma head supreme (Straight up)
But I'm still rocking this Bape (On God)
All I know is two guns, ****
If you a plate, you get ate
Had to put a bitch on pause (Pause)
Me and my dogs break laws (Laws)
21 gang 'til I fall (Fall)
You could get hit in the jaw (Jaw)
The chopper can hit all a y'all (Straight up)
Your buddy, your goldfish and dog
Most of my **** just raw (Wow)
They cut off and hand you your balls (On God)
Hit your BFF, I'm petty (21)
Can't leave the streets, I ain't ready (21)
Me and my hood got married (21)
And my wedding ring was a machete (Straight up)
Need me a Keisha like Belly (Straight up)
Dissin' me, got a **** homeboy buried (On God)
[Verse 5]
They don't come outside, they scary (Scary)
When we start spinnin', **** broads, they telling (Pussy)
Got your baby momma in a yo (A yo)
I don't smoke weed, I sell dope (21)
Ain't no back and forth, it's smoke (Smoke)
Pull up on you and your folks (Ya folks)
Try to give me head, she choke
We call you a rat 'cause you spoke (Bitch)
All these tennis chains like I'm in a tennis game
Y'all **** wearin' gold ropes (Ya broke)
[Verse 6]
Killers out the 6 (Zone 6)
Got 'em all hired (Straight up)
Ex-girlfriends (Old hoes)
Got 'em all fired? (Bye-bye)
Don't you cross the gang, dog
We like barbed wire (Straight up)
Stackin' up these M's
I'm a habitual car buyer
[Verse 7]
Actin' Hollywood
I kicked her out on Wilshire (Bye)
Got a model and she tighter than a grill plier (Fine)
Sneak and steal my flow, lot of these rappers slick biters (21)
I'm 4L gang for L dog and we got big rifles (On God)
[Verse 8]
Let me pop my shit (Yeah)
Keep a big Glock on my hip (Yeah)
One up top, my shit (On God)
I don't like to cock my shit (Straight up)
Y'all **** gossip and shit (On God)
No more beef, we drop that shit (Straight up)
Y'all **** talk that shit (Straight up)
Never had a payment, I bought that shit (Straight up, straight up)
VS1 on my wrist (Wrist)
Can't put my tongue on no bitch (No bitch)
'Cause I still kiss my kids (I do)
Hoe, you need to fix your wig (You do)
All my brothers did a bit (Straight up)
When they came home, we was rich (Straight up)
Fuck 40 acres and a mule
They got 50 racks and a brand new Sig (On God)
Little boy, get up out the way (Yeah)
Little boy, we didn't come to play (Yeah)
And I got a partner named Dre (Dre)
You can get beats by Dre (On God)
You can get hit by K (K)
K hit you, that's your last day (Day)
Glock 27, that's bae (21)
Stick the 30 in it, had a baby (Yeah)
[Verse 9]
My strippers got S-Class 'cedes (Straight up)
Ride me slow like you Driving Miss Daisy
I ain't go to school 'cause I was too lazy
Had to cut her off 'cause she was too crazy
Moncler jacket, a Letterman (A letterman)
I gotta keep a Beretta man (Beretta man)
She screamin' and scratchin' and yellin' man (Yellin' man)
I got her in a falsetto man (Falsetto man)
[Verse 10]
Had to put a bitch on pause (Pause)
Me and my dogs break laws (Laws)
21 gang 'til I fall (Fall)
Me and my dogs break laws (Laws)
21 gang 'til I fall (Fall)
Me and my dogs break laws (Laws)
You could get hit in the jaw (The jaw)
The chopper can hit all a y'all (Straight up)
Your buddy, your goldfish and dog
Most of my **** just raw (Wow)
They cut off and hand you your balls (On God)
Written by: 21 Savage, Bradley Brandon, Joshua Luellen, Leland Wayne