21 Savage – Nothin New (Issa Album)

[Verse 1]
They thought I only rapped about murder and pistols
I’m tryna feed my family, I ain’t being political
You ain’t givin’ out money then they look at you pitiful
You make a couple million, niggas greedy, they envy you
Ayy, fuck that other side, we gon’ shoot up your Sprinter
I used to sell that crack and spray that MAC out that rental
Niggas run and hide when we roll down the window
Got a extendo and a hoodie, he can’t wait ’til December
Got a extendo and a hoodie, he gon’ shoot you on camera
Lost his faith in Jesus Christ, he prayin’ to a bandana
Police gunned his brother down, this shit too hard to handle
Loading up his chopper, he gon’ show ’em black lives matter
[Chorus]
Another nigga made the news, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done dropped outta school, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done got his first tool, it ain’t nothin’ new
Mama own that dog food, it ain’t nothin’ new
He smokin’ weed and he changin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
All his friends gang bangin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue
Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too
[Verse 2]
Shit gettin’ outrageous
Treat us like slaves then they lock us up in cages
Young, black, poor, ain’t had a father since a baby
Why you think we skip school and hang out on the pavement? Why you think we ridin’ ’round with choppers off safety? Streets cutthroat, nigga, so I’m cutthroat
I used to sell dope, nigga, now I can’t vote
Poppin’ Percocets to kill the pain, I can’t cope
Anger in my genes, they used to hang us up with ropes
Civil rights came so they flood the hood with coke
Breakin’ down my people, tryna kill our faith and hope
They killed Martin Luther King and all he did was spoke
Welcome to the hood, yeah where niggas dyin’ at
Same place where the best chicken gettin’ fried at
Same place where the police killin’, tellin’ lies at
It ain’t just the babies, man, I swear the mama’s cryin’ now
[Chorus]
Another nigga made the news, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done dropped outta school, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done got his first tool, it ain’t nothin’ new
Mama own that dog food, it ain’t nothin’ new
He smokin’ weed and he changin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
All his friends gang bangin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue
Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too

21 Savage – Facetime (Issa Album)

(FaceTime)
I won’t waste your time if you don’t waste mine (don’t waste mine)
Girl I wanna taste yours if you gon’ taste mine (taste mine)
I won’t take your love for granted if you don’t take mine (take mine)
[Refrain]
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, baby
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, baby
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, baby
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, yeah

[Verse 2]
I take her shoppin’, that’s easy
Fuck the summer, I ball all season
She don’t want me to think that she easy
But she ain’t tryna make it seem like she teasin’
We just chillin’ at the bar and she cheesin’
Buy a hundred shots for no reason
Man, I’m tryna take you home this evening
Brown liquor got her panties leakin’
That nigga stealin’ pussy, he thiefin’
OG Kush, I’m chiefin’
Let me swim inside your pool, yeah, the deep end
And we can get drunk all weekend
[Chorus]
I’m too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? (FaceTime)
I won’t waste your time if you don’t waste mine (don’t waste mine)
Girl I wanna taste yours if you gon’ taste mine (taste mine)
I won’t take your love for granted if you don’t take mine (take mine)
[Refrain]
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, baby
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, baby
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, baby
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? You strong
Ain’t no need to play no games, I’m grown
Out there cheating, man, it turn ya heart cold
She don’t wanna hear the lies, it’s old
Takin’ shots even when it’s too strong
Fuck a nigga, liquor make her moan
Gotta get up in the mornin’, she grown
I be drankin’, I be drivin’, I’m wrong
Had a long day at work and I know
I can’t text my girl, I’m on my way home
[Chorus]
I’m too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? (FaceTime)
I won’t waste your time if you don’t waste mine (don’t waste mine)
Girl I wanna taste yours if you gon’ taste mine (taste mine)
I won’t take your love for granted if you don’t take mine (take mine) [Verse 1]
Henny in my system, I’m gone
Speedin’ on the E way, all gone
Girl you put up with that nigga? (FaceTime)
I won’t waste your time if you don’t waste mine (don’t waste mine)
Girl I wanna taste yours if you gon’ taste mine (taste mine)
I won’t take your love for granted if you don’t take mine (take mine)
I’m too drunk to text so can we FaceTime?

21 Savage – Thug Life (Issa Album)

[Verse 1]
Scrape the corner
Buy a Rover
Crack inside my grandmas sofa
Sunday, family coming over
Move the crack behind the toaster
Carry pistols with no holsters
Trying not to be a poster
You was listening to your coaches
I was listening to the vultures
And I slept with rats and roaches
That’s why I don’t smoke no roaches
Niggas tryna knock my focus
Wonder why I’m sick of potion
We happy, dog but we ain’t jokers
Big bullets, we ain’t poking
In that pussy, slow motion
Nigga ain’t none of my songs wrote
[Chorus]
I’m thinking to myself you ain’t gang, nigga, fuck you
Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you
If he had the password to your phone he wouldn’t have cuffed you
Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should’ve trusted you
[Verse 2]
Hoe stab a nigga in the back like the streets do
Can’t believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you
Niggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through
Gang, gang, screaming "Fuck you, they want to eat you"
My son got asthma, grandma having spasms
Fuck the chatter, he gon’ tattle, put ’em on the platter
Snakes plotting on my downfall like I’m hearing rattle
(That fuck nigga gone flop man
21 ain’t even no real nigga, fuck that nigga)
We sticking to the G code, nigga we ain’t beefin’ over freak ho’s
I hit her on the D low, yeah she like my steelo
That nigga think that he a bullet, don’t like credit, Deebow
30-round hangin’ out the big Glock
Nigga, no six shots, shootin’ ’til the clip stops
You a lil’ cat, I’m a big dog
Nigga, when we pullin’ up the stick’s out
Too much money got ’em pissed off
Nigga, I’ma pull up at yo bitch house
Fuck a niggas bitch to get a kick out it
Nigga pop percs, ‘gone get a kick out it
Drinking on syrup with my dick out
Glock-17 with the dick out

[Chorus]
I’m thinking to myself you ain’t gang, nigga, fuck you
Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you
If he had the password to your phone he wouldn’t have cuffed you
Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should’ve trusted you
[Bridge]
Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho
Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho
Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho
Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho
[Verse 3]
I’mma tint, presidential, like I’m Trump though
Secret service shooters, leave ’em niggas slumped, dawg
Denzel, I get surgical with this pump, dawg
Busting down, breaking down, then I put it in a blunt, dawg
Made a mess now, I got 21 washed out
In my face, teetee and taytay in the same count
I was down, bad and now I’m shining like a lamp
You put a ring on her, she ain’t nothing but a tramp
The kicked me outta middle school and sent me to the house
We ’bout that gunplay, nigga, motherfuck ‘yo count
19, I bought a Cutlass, four 12’s and an amp
Beating down Glenwood, nigga, feeling like a champ
Nigga, we ain’t takin’ no deals
Lil nigga we ain’t snitchin’, we ain’t making no sound
Used to jump niggas, now we jumping in a crowd
Used to make my mama cry, but now I make her proud
I remember rainy days but now she like the sound

[Chorus]
I’m thinking to myself you ain’t gang, nigga, fuck you
Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you
If he had the password to your phone he wouldn’t have cuffed you
Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should’ve trusted you
[Outro]
Hoe stab a nigga in the back like the streets do
Can’t believe that you betrayed me, I used to sleep with you
Niggas quick to say they loyal to you, they be see-through
Gang, gang, screaming "Fuck you, they want to eat you"

21 Savage – Baby Girl (Issa Album)

Vincent
Pull up with a choppers, nigga started running, not flinching
Bitch, I’m John Gotti, I be running like henchmen
Bitch, you better be a pro
‘Cause you ain’t finna learn how to suck on this dick
Bitch, I’ma buy me a K, extended clip on the bottom of this shit
Bitch, [?] and 204, they makin’ me biscuits
Hoe, I’m really rich, don’t know what a bitch thought
VVS bitch, they doin’ a crip walk
Niggas act like [?], you might as well hit chalk
My GD partners throwin’ up the pitchfork
Put it in a bowl and whip it ’til it get hard
I don’t smoke weed ’cause it make me shh-noid
I pull up with the stick and let this bitch spark
Swear I would’ve shot that cracker if I was Rosa Parks
[Chorus]
Yeah, suck me like a lollipop, baby girl
Yeah, suck me like a lollipop, baby girl
Ride that dick and do the bunny hop, baby girl
Ride that dick and do the bunny hop, baby girl
Yee ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, I ain’t stayin’, baby girl
Yee ain’t talkin’ ’bout fuckin’, I ain’t stayin’, baby girl
Did that Gucci shit, all that shit be tailored, girl
Yeah, you got some cake, a nigga tryna bake it, girl

[Outro]
Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog
Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog
Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog
Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog
21 [Intro]
Yeah, whole pointers ’round my muhfuckin’ neck, nigga
Yeah, 6 karats in my ears, nigga
Yeah, I look like a blizzard, lil nigga
[Verse 1]
Yeah, too many chains, bitch, you can’t change
Yeah, treat these hoes like I ain’t got home training
Yeah, ten inch chains, too many karats
Yeah, VVS nigga, real clarity
Yeah, I’m a gangster, you a bitch, clearly
Yeah, can’t let a broke bitch get near me
Yeah, and the bank cash my check barely
Yeah, Saint Laurent got your bitch staring
Goyard bag, I’m on some other shit, bitch boy
Fire at us and get your pussy ass hit, boy
You dropped outta school to jump out with that stick, boy
All you niggas get capped, I’m the real McCoy
Yeah, smoking cookie, nigga, Chips Ahoy
Yeah, had to block her number ’cause the bitch annoying
No more hot boxes, nigga, all my shit foreign
Red, red, pee in the bed, got a nigga snoring
[Chorus]
Yeah, suck me like a lollipop, baby girl
Yeah, suck me like a lollipop, baby girl
Ride that dick and do the bunny hop, baby girl
Ride that dick and do the bunny hop, baby girl
Yee ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, I ain’t stayin’, baby girl
Yee ain’t talkin’ ’bout fuckin’, I ain’t stayin’, baby girl
Did that Gucci shit, all that shit be tailored, girl
Yeah, you got some cake, a nigga tryna bake it, girl
[Verse 2]
Stab a nigga up, this that Shawshank Redemption
Bitch, I send hits, I don’t walk ’round with tension
Gots a island girl and she come from St.

21 Savage – Bad Business (Issa Album)

[Intro]
Yeah lil bitch, yeah
Know what goin’ on lil bitch, yeah
Big dawg lil bitch
Yeah come suck a big dick, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, ah, ah
Ow, wow, wow, wow
Woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Hellcat speed racin’ (speed racin’)
Suck it ’til your knees achin’ (knees achin’)
Bitch I ain’t got no patience (no patience)
I’m finna take a vacation (a vacation)
Saint Laurent jacket, thirty-five thou (yeah)
Cartier shades, twenty-five thou (yeah)
You ready to tell, I can see it in your eyes dawg (yeah)
I ain’t got no license but I still drive dawg (yeah)
Two hundred on the dash, real fast, yeah (21, 21)
Project bitch, real ass, yeah (real ass)
On that Glenwood I made a lot of cash, yeah (real cash)
At the bottom, up in Hollow sellin’ bags, yeah (real bags)
You niggas got me fucked up, you got me twisted (yeah)
I pull it out the boxers and then she lick it (yeah)
I’m smoking on some moonrock, this shit is sticky (yeah)
That Golden State troopers, I’m finna hit it (skrt)

[Pre-Chorus]
Do the dash in it (21), throw some cash in it (yeah)
Let me smash in it (yeah), I’ll smash in it (yeah)
Run a train on her, let me tag my mans in it (yeah)
Pour some Henny in her cup and put some xans in it (yeah)
[Chorus]
Bitch I’m bad business (21), bitch I’m bad business (woah)
Bitch I’m bad business (woah), bitch I’m bad business (woah, woah)
Bitch I’m bad business (woah), bitch I’m bad business (yeah)
Bitch I’m bad business (yeah), bitch I’m bad business (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Niggas talk (21)
Hoes talk (lil bitch)
Thirty on the Glock, let the poles talk (21, 21)
Party on the yacht, brought the hoes out (21, 21)
All my niggas on the yacht sewn out (yeah)
I’m in the Hellcat doin’ donuts (yeah)
Your baby mama sleepin’ on the blow-up (blow-up)
Mad Max, nigga what the bloodclaat (the bloodclaat)
Four-five leave you with a blood clot (a blood clot)
Savage ’round killers nigga, oh shit (oh shit)
Percocets and lean, that’s my dosage (facts)
I heard you got them bags, get your door kicked (smash)
Four four two with the floor shift (rah)

[Pre-Chorus]
Do the dash in it (yeah), throw some cash in it (yeah)
Let me smash in it (woah), I’ll smash in it (I’ll smash)
Run a train on her, let me tag my mans in it (my mans)
Pour some Henny in her cup and put some xans in it (xans)
[Chorus]
Bitch I’m bad business (yeah), bitch I’m bad business (yeah)
Bitch I’m bad business (yeah), bitch I’m bad business (yeah)
Bitch I’m bad business (yeah), bitch I’m bad business (yeah)
Bitch I’m bad business (yeah), bitch I’m bad business (yeah)
Alright

21 Savage – Close My Eyes (Issa Album)

[Verse 1]
Lot of shots, 30s on Glock
Put you on fox, put ’em in a casket, yeah
Pull up on a Banshee, yeah
Nigga, fuck your handshake, yeah
I feel like I’m the last real rapper ’cause these niggas weird
Nah, these niggas queers sippin’ Act, Cheers
In my own lane, nigga, watch where you steer
Think I got ’em scared, shot ’em in the beard
That’s a chin check, I’m certified everywhere
Man, I’m certified for real, nigga
Nah, for real, nigga
Used to record right on deal, nigga
Nah, for real, nigga
Pillow talking get you killed, nigga
Nah, for real, nigga
Bronx niggas say I’m ill nigga
Nah, for real, nigga
Bought a pawn shop for real, bitch
Nah, for real, bitch
Keep my gun cocked for real, bitch
Nah, for real, bitch
Nigga, we bond drop for real, bitch
Nah, for real, bitch
Cut your lawns off for real, bitch
Nah, for real, bitch

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna go to sleep, I’m way too high, dog
I can’t get no sleep, I swear I’m way too high, dog
I see dead bodies when I close my eyes, dog
I see dead bodies when I close my eyes, dog
Peel a hotbox when it’s time to ride, dog
If you froze up last time, you can’t ride, dog
I see dead bodies when I close my eyes, dog
I see dead bodies when I close my eyes, dog
[Verse 2]
Molly make ya’ jaws lock
Nah, for real, dog
This bitch done got me pissed off
Need a pill, dog
Tryna make a brick law, we’d be rich, dog
Tryna make a brick law, we’d be rich, dog
I bought a 9 and he front a 9, that’s a half a brick
Got a ‘Rari nigga in the back still in the 6
We was young, you was on the swing, I was playin’ with sticks
In the trap, listenin’ for the brakes on a Crown Vic
Hit a muhfuckin’ squeak, we gon’ hit the cut
Trickin’ niggas in the spot, we gon’ stick ’em up
Fox Five gang, coroner gon’ pick ’em up
Breaking news gang, nigga, put your trigger finger up
Yeah, all my niggas throwed off
Drive by, shoot your doors off
Turn your four door to a coupe, nigga
Yeah, knock the noodles out your soup, nigga
Yeah, Zone 6 niggas love to shoot niggas
Yeah, you heard ’bout it
Nigga, we ain’t worried ’bout ya
Hang around real shottas, hang around real robbers
Y’all nigga real killers, pullin’ up real yoppas
[Chorus]
I don’t wanna go to sleep, I’m way too high, dog
I can’t get no sleep, I swear I’m way too high, dog
I see dead bodies when I close my eyes, dog
I see dead bodies when I close my eyes, dog
Peel a hotbox when it’s time to ride, dog
If you froze up last time, you can’t ride, dog
I see dead bodies when I close my eyes, dog
I see dead bodies when I close my eyes, dog
[Verse 3]
Go against the gang, that’s like suicide, dog
Go against the gang, that’s like suicide, dog
Walk ups only when I’m shooting a drive, dog
We woke the neighbors up, at first the street was quiet, dog
Have you ever did a real homicide, nigga? Have you ever made a nigga mama cry, nigga? Do or die nigga gotta do or die, nigga
If you ain’t the one doing it, you gon’ die, nigga
Sometimes I look at God and I wonder "why," nigga
Why my niggas had to be the ones that had to die, nigga
They killed one, we gon’ kill 5, nigga
Winter time, we gon’ set your block on fire, nigga
Yeah, yeah, like the 4th July, nigga
Broad day, lettin’ them bullets fly, nigga
Pull up with a stick like I’m Sah, nigga
Gang gang, dare a nigga to try it, nigga
[Chorus]
I don’t wanna go to sleep, I’m way too high, dog
I can’t get no sleep, I swear I’m way too high, dog
I see dead bodies when I close my eyes, dog
I see dead bodies when I close my eyes, dog
Peel a hotbox when it’s time to ride, dog
If you froze up last time, you can’t ride, dog
I see dead bodies when I close my eyes, dog
I see dead bodies when I close my eyes, dog

21 Savage – Bank Account (Issa Album)

[Verse 1]
I buy a new car for the bitch (for real)
I tear down the mall with the bitch (for real)
You can’t even talk to the bitch (no)
She fucking with bosses and shit (oh God)
I pull up in ‘rari’s and shit, with choppers and Harley’s and shit (for real)
I be Gucci’d down, you wearing Lacoste and shit (bitch)
Yeah, Moncler, yeah, fur came off of that, yeah (yeah)
Triple homicide, put me in a chair, yeah (in jail)
Triple cross the plug, we do not play fair, yeah (Oh god)
Got ’em tennis chains on and they real blingy (blingy)
Draco make you do the chicken head like Chingy (Chingy)
Walk in Neiman Marcus and I spend a light fifty (fifty)
Please proceed with caution, shooters, they be right with me (21)
Bad bitch, cute face and some nice titties
$7500 on a Saint Laurent jacket (yeah)
Bitch, be careful where you dumpin’ your ashes (bitch)
I ain’t no sucker, I ain’t cut for no action (nah)
The skreets raised me, I’m a ho bastard (wild, wild, wild, wild)
I bought a ‘Rari just so I can go faster (skrrt)
Niggas tryna copy me, they playin’ catch up (21)
I might pull up in a Ghost, no Casper (21)
I been smoking gas and I got no asthma
[Chorus]
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M’s in my bank account, yeah (Oh, God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)

[Verse 2]
Yeah dog I’m for real, dog (21)
Regular, buy the seats, I got a house on the hill, dog (21)
Wanna see a body, nigga? Get you killed, dog (wet)
Wanna Tweet about me, nigga? Get you killed, dog (wet)
Killed dog, I’m a real dog, you a lil’ dog (21)
Be a dog, wanna be a dog, chasing mil’s, dog
Dunk right in your bitch like O’Neal, dog
I shoot like Reggie Mill’, dog (21)
Chopper sting you like a eel, dog
[Chorus]
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M’s in my bank account, yeah (Oh, God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
[Verse 3]
Roulette clips, send a roulette hit
Pull up on your bitch, she say I got that ruler dick
Spray your block down, we not really with that rural shit
Glock cocked now, I don’t really give no fuck ’bout who I hit
Yeah, your bitch, she get jiggy with me
Keep that siggy with me
Bitch, I’m Mad Max, you know I got Ziggy with me
Keep a mad mag in case they wanna get busy with me
‘Rari matte black and I got a Bentley with me

[Chorus]
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M’s in my bank account, yeah (Oh, God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
[Outro]
$7500 on a Saint Laurent jacket (yeah)
Bitch, be careful where you dumpin’ your ashes (bitch)
I ain’t no sucker, I ain’t cut for no action (nah)
The skreets raised me, I’m a ho bastard

Sevyn Streeter – Everything In Me (Girl Disrupted Album)

This is capton
[Verse 1]
Perfect picture just want to get you prefect
As your lies disguise as loving eyes
The future looked so bright it was binding
Oh why couldn’t behind the charm
Then we close the door and the lights came on
And i saw the real you
No i dont like him no i dont like how it feels i want a new you
Its taking
[Chorus]
Everything in me
Not to hurt you like yeah in me
Cause i wanted you back i gotta keep it moving
Boy i swear you dont know
Its taking everything in me
[Verse 2]
Searching searching still can’t find a answer
Cause all this wasn’t apart of the plan
So now it ends for a question
How do we go from here
Oh cause behind close doors and the lights came on
And i saw the real you
No i dont like him no i dont like how it feels i want a new you
Its taking

[Chorus]
Everything in me
Not to hurt you like yeah in me
Cause i want you back i gotta keep it moving
Boy i swear you dont know
Its taking everything in me
[Bridge]
Sometimes people hurt but it just means they dont deserve you
And you want to do the same to hurt them back
But this one for you know you the one who looks like godful
And the one no greater revenge better than that
[Chorus]
But its taking
Everything in me
Not to hurt you like yeah in me
Cause i want you back i gotta keep it moving
Boy i swear you dont know
Its taking everything in me
Everything in me
Everything in me
Everything
Everything in me
Everything
What to do to you
What you did to me

Sevyn Streeter – How Many (Girl Disrupted Album)

[Verse 1]
He keep telling me baby don’t cry
He keep telling me baby don’t cry
I just caught you in a whole lie
How the fuck you keep telling me baby don’t cry
[Chorus]
How many bitches you tell’em you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love ’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em
[Verse 2]
Must be hard to leave your girl left to die
All part of this new wave that you lame as fuck you ever you try
When this shit first started you had asked me
Why was i so afraid of to let you inside
I fell for that shit maybe your heart been too hard maybe its time
Im so fucking left field
Tears in my eyes I went through your whole phone
Fuck you ask me why
Nigga get your hair long

He keep telling me baby don’t cry
He keep telling me baby don’t cry
I just caught you in a whole lie
How the fuck you keep telling me baby don’t cry
[Chorus]
How many bitches you tell’em you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love ’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em
[Bridge]
Now i been unfortunately to draw the line
You got me all up in this mirror try to hold on all this flame i know its not mine
All you got to say it didn’t mean a thing
Is how you justify your hoes
And even if i choose to forgive you won’t be the same as before
Im so fucking left field
Tears in my eyes
Going through whole phone
Fuck you ask me why
Nigga need your hair long

He keep telling me baby don’t cry
He keep telling me baby don’t cry
I just caught you in a whole lie
How the fuck you keep telling me baby don’t cry
[Chorus]
How many bitches you tell’em you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love ’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em

Sevyn Streeter – Fallen (feat. Ty Dolla $Ign & Cam (Girl Disrupted Album)

Why does he stay on my mind? And if this isn’t love, why does it hurt so bad? Why does she stay on my mind? You make me feel so mad inside
Something about your love that’s got me staying
Something about you girl, don’t know what it is
And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
So let me get it right now
[Verse 3: Cam Wallace]
I been thinkin’ ’bout your ass like all day
Grade school, way back in the hallways
Yeah, I think she finally get it
I used to wonder back then, let me finally hit it
It’s goin’ down, right now
You ain’t gotta say shit, don’t make a sound
Fuck, now I got the pussy in the ground
Uh, swimmin’ in the pussy, Imma drown
When I found her, shit, I thought I found love
Nah, better yet, I found drugs
Damn, now I’m gettin’ faded too much
Need to step back but that pussy so clutch
What, damn, this girl gotta hold on me
She got me singin’ like Jodeci
Like my my my, my my my
Oh, that’s Johnny Gill, fuck it man, that shit was ill

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
Something about your love that’s got me staying
Something about you girl, don’t know what it is
And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
So let me get it right now
[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
Ooh, I want it too, yet again
Ooh, even thought I know it’s bad, I keep runnin’ back to you, baby
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Dolla $ign, Cam, steady love
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
And if this isn’t love, why do I feel this way? You make me feel so mad inside
Something about your love that’s got me staying
Something about you boy, don’t know what it is
And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
But let me get it right now
[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Baby, how you got a nigga comin’ back
Got me lookin’, got me lookin’ with my lookin’ ass
And you know what you be doin’ when you walkin’ past me
Straight up, that ass too fat
Yeah, love when I pull on your hair
Love when you kiss me right there, aw
Way that you do is no fair
Way that you do is no fair
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
And if this isn’t love, why do I feel this way? You make me feel so mad inside
Something about your love that’s got me staying
Something about you girl, don’t know what it is
And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
So let me get it right now Why does she stay on my mind? And if this isn’t love, why does it hurt so bad? And if this isn’t love, why does it hurt so bad? [Verse 1: Sevyn Streeter]
If you keep on putting it down, you gon’ make me love ya
If you keep on putting it down, you gon’ make me stay
Ain’t no competition, you that nigga by far
Maybe you the best, got me going so hard
[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter & Ty Dolla $ign]
And if this isn’t love, why do I feel this way?

Sevyn Streeter – Peace Sign (feat. Dave East) (Girl Disrupted Album)

[Outro: Sevyn Streeter]
L-l-legs in the air, air
L-legs in the air, air
L-legs in the air, air
L-l-legs in the air, air
L-legs in the air, air
L-legs in the air, air [Verse 1: Sevyn Streeter]
Uhh, two, three…
Hey babe, I ain’t got no T-shirt on
Hey babe, I ain’t got no panties on, no
‘Cause I just got out the shower
I just put my lotion on
And you know my skin won’t glow for hours
So hurry up and bring your ass home, oh
So you can take me down
After you go down
It’s finna go down
[Pre-Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
Laying with my back to ground
Looking at ceiling like
I remember how we did it
Tell me when to wrap them around you
I’ll be in my signal for love
[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
With my legs throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the peace sign
How you like my peace sign? [Verse 3: Dave East]
Take em leggings off
I put the house on you
I bet [?]
Makeup, I bet I sweat it off
Sweet tooth and your body’s like a candy shop
She ain’t got on no panties, I [?] panties drop
[?]
[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
With my legs throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the, throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the, throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the peace sign
How you like my peace sign? [Verse 2: Sevyn Streeter]
Legs in the air, and I got ’em up high right now
Could just put it right there
Hammer to my thighs right now
‘Cause I just got out the shower
I just put my lotion on
And you know my skin won’t glow for hours
So hurry up and bring your ass home, oh
So you can take me down
After you go down
It’s finna go down
[Pre-Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
Laying with my back to ground
Looking at ceiling like
I remember how we did it
Tell me when to wrap them around you
I’ll be in my signal for love
[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
With my legs throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the, throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the, throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the peace sign
How you like my peace sign?

Sevyn Streeter – Translation (Girl Disrupted Album)

I mean what you really mad about like for real
Cause you say its something but you ain’t saying nothing and you Saying stuff
But you ain’t saying nothing
Everybody grown til its time to have a conversation
[Verse 1]
You finally can i see you in a ten
Already know what you do if i came as the same as you and i
I ain’t do shit why you picking fights
Won’t you open doors whats on your mind
Trying to read your mind is a waste of time
Let go of your problems
Cause any other time ill lose my patience oh baby
Any other time i’ll lose my interest oh baby
Any other situation ill just fuck it go and a new man, a new issue yeah
[Chorus]
If we ain’t both shut up
We won’t be so lost in translation
If we both light up we won’t be so lost in translation
Translation
I dont want to give you up on nothing
I dont want to give you up im the one
All i want to do is love you better
Let me love you better
You know im the one you find
If you just listen when i talk
If you just be quiet when i tell you what i need from you
It will be so much better

[Verse 2]
Ill trade all my lovin
Anything for your honesty give anything for you to open up
Baby will you just go through with it
Ill be for like you everyday
Crash until you when i know brains
Im a different woman
Cause any other time ill lose my patience oh baby
Any other time i’ll lose my interest oh baby
Any other situation ill just fuck it go and a new man, a new issue yeah
[Chrous]
If we ain’t both shut up
We won’t be so lost in translation
If we both light up we won’t be so lost in translation
Translation
I dont want to give you up on nothing
I dont want to give you up im the one
All i want to do is love you better
Let me love you better
You know im the one you find
If you just listen when i talk
If you just be quiet when i tell you what i need from you
It will be so much better
[Bridge]
If we both shut up
If we both
Shut up
If we both shut up
We won’t be so lost in translation
Translation
If we both shut up
If we both
Shut up
If we both shut up
We won’t be so lost in translation
Translation
Translation

[Chorus]
If we both shut up
We won’t be so lost in translation
Translation
If we both light up we won’t be so lost in translation
Translation
I dont want to give you up on nothing
I dont want to give you up im the one
All i want to do is love you better
Let me love you better
You know im the one you find
If you just listen when i talk
You won’t need a translator
Translation

Sevyn Streeter – Been A Minute (feat. August Alsina) (Girl Disrupted Album)

Fuck and we know it then
It’s been a minute since I called you
Saying you should fall through
For a little private party
How you grindin’ your body all over my body
I’m sorry
Some days, I wish I could go back to you
Erase all the games and bullshit I put you through
And other times, I’m thinking
Easy to be of you
I don’t see you, I don’t call you
Then you call me, oh damn

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
Been a minute since you call me, call me, call me, call me
Call me, call me
Been a minute since [?] naughty, naughty, naughty, naughty
Naughty, naughty
Been a minute since my body, body, body, body
Been on your body, body
Been a minute since all that, oh yeah
And I think I might want that back
[Bridge: Sevyn Streeter & August Alsina]
I don’t know if I wanna keep you
Or if I just wanna touch you
I’m not sure if I wanna tie you down and fuck you
Or if I just wanna say, "Fuck you"
[?]
Oh, I kinda want that old thing back
Oh, how you do me like that
Shit, goddamn, got me so confused
Shit, goddamn, I don’t want nothing new
Now you on my phone
How you even know that I was [?]
Kinda want somebody else up in my zone
I’m just playing, but I’m saying
Boy, what took you so long? [Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
Been a minute since you call me, call me, call me, call me
Call me, call me
Been a minute since [?] naughty, naughty, naughty, naughty
Naughty, naughty
Been a minute since my body, body, body, body
Been on your body, body
Been a minute since all that, oh yeah
And I think I might want that back [Verse 1: Sevyn Streeter]
[?], been with me
I ain’t thinking ’bout him at all, uh h
Called it quits, I’ve done my shit
I ain’t look back, ain’t nothing to be sad for, uh uh
Just one of those things when you know it’s over
Better walk away, no reason to hold on, oh
Boy, it’s easy to be off you
I don’t see you, I don’t call you
But then you call me, oh damn
[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
Been a minute since you call me, call me, call me, call me
Call me, call me
Been a minute since [?] naughty, naughty, naughty, naughty
Naughty, naughty
Been a minute since my body, body, body, body
Been on your body, body
Been a minute since all that, oh yeah
And I think I might want that back
[Verse 2: August Alsina & Sevyn Streeter]
Do you know it, do you think
We should try you and me again
Or should we just stay friends?

Sevyn Streeter – Before I Do (Girl Disrupted Album)

Is it something? [Verse 1]
I heard about, you and your other situation
Through word of mouth
They made it seem so complicated
Is it over now? Or did you just say it ’cause you’re anxious? Ohh, just keep it real with me

[Pre-Hook]
Truthfully (Truthfully)
Honestly (Honestly)
I need, I need, I need to believe
I wanna let go, but I don’t really know
I heard you got a girlfriend
Say it ain’t so, you ain’t on the low
I don’t think I could handle it
I wanna go, to another level, with you
[Hook]
But before I do
I wanna know before I go there with you
Oh yeah, so tell me you’re through
I need to know before I go there with you
[Bridge]
It’s unfair, cause baby in my mind, ohh
We should be together, whoa
I wanna let go, but I don’t really know
I heard you got a girlfriend
I’m tryna go, to another level, with you
[Hook]
But before I do
I wanna know before I go there with you
So tell me you’re through
I need to know before I go there with you

[Outro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah To get closer now
‘Cause I want you to be, all over me
[Pre-Hook]
Truthfully (Truthfully)
Honestly (Honestly)
I need, I need, I need to believe
I wanna let go, but I don’t really know
I heard you got a girlfriend
Say it ain’t so, you ain’t on the low
I don’t think I could handle it
I wanna go, to another level, with you
[Hook]
But before I do
I wanna know before I go there with you
Oh yeah, so tell me you’re through
I need to know before I go there with you
[Verse 2]
I heard about, heard all about your reputation
You know word gets around
Tell me you got an explanation
‘Cause I need to know
Is it nothing?

Sevyn Streeter – Soon As I Get Home (Girl Disrupted Album)

[Chorus]
Soon as I get home
I’ll make it up to you
Baby, I’ll do what I gotta do
Soon as I get home
I’ll make it up to you
Baby, I’ll do what I gotta do
[Verse 1]
On right now and I’m feeling the drink
I had like 2 or 3 and I’m on right now
I came ready to play
Baddies in a full circle tonight
You know why I came
Baby, I’ll do what I gotta do
[Pre-Chorus]
2 AM vibes
DJ, turn it up, let’s get right
We can’t get enough of this life
We gon’ fuck it up, yeah
We gon’ fuck it up one time
[Chorus]
Soon as I get home
I’ll make it up to you
Baby, I’ll do what I gotta do
Soon as I get home
I’ll make it up to you
Baby, I’ll do what I gotta do

[Verse 2]
All my ladies, drop it to the floor
And if you got a [?]
Fellas, if you got a girl, don’t [?]
Just live it up tonight, live it up tonight
[Pre-Chorus]
Now we in this 2 AM vibes
DJ, turn it up, let’s get right
We can’t get enough of this life
We gon’ fuck it up, yeah
We gon’ fuck it up one time
[Chorus]
Soon as I get home
I’ll make it up to you
Baby, I’ll do what I gotta do
Soon as I get home
I’ll make it up to you
Baby, I’ll do what I gotta do
[Outro]
Now we in this 2 AM vibes
DJ, turn it up, let’s get right
We can’t get enough of this life
We gon’ fuck it up, yeah
We gon’ fuck it up one time

Sevyn Streeter – My Love For You (Girl Disrupted Album)

(You) love… (You) for you
(You) All… (You) of my love.. [Bridge]
Only you, yeah, it’s only you (only you) that get my attention
Only you, swear it’s only you, ain’t no competition, no
‘Cause baby, you give me everything that I’ve been missin’ (Oh)
That’s why I’m saving all my love for you

[Hook]
(I’m saving all my love…)
Saving, saving
Saving all my love
Saving all my love for you
I been saving (saving it for you).. [Intro]
I – I’m saving all the love
I’m saving all my love for you (to you, I…)
I’m saving all the love (whoo, oh)
I’m saving all my love for you
[Verse 1]
Ridin’ round town in your black Impala
With my baby, yeah, that’s my partner
Look the other way when they tryna holler
So unbothered, we’re so unbothered
See I got niggas slidin’ in my DMs
Stevie Wonderin’ if I’ma ever see ’em
But I don’t pay that shit no mind
No, I don’t give that shit no time, no time
I just curve ’em from the a.m. to the p.m
Oh, baby, you’re the reason
That none of these niggas can touch me
Ain’t none of these niggas get lucky
No, no, no, no, no…
[Bridge]
Only you, yeah, it’s only you that get my attention
Only you, swear it’s only you, ain’t no competition, no
‘Cause baby, you give me everything that I’ve been missin’
That’s why I’m saving all my love for you

[Hook]
(I’m saving all my love…)
Yeah yeah, saving all my love
Saving all my love for you
(I’m saving all my love…)
Saving, saving all my love, I’m saving all my love for you
It ain’t with nobody else, you got it all to yourself
Just keep doin’ what you do, baby
And I’ma keep saving all my love for you
Ooh
Saving all my love for you, saving all my love for you
(I – I’m saving all the love
I’m saving all my love for you)
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Yeah, if I had a hundred, I would break you off a fifty
Yeah, I know you’d do the same, I know you’d split it with me
Yeah, on ya team, Micheal Jordan, Scottie Pippin
Long as we got each other, I ain’t trippin’
You the one, you the realest, you the realest
I, I…. Saving all my love…
You got it all to yourself
Just keep doin’ what you do baby, yeah yeah
You got it all to yourself
Just keep doin’ what you do baby, doin’ what you do baby, yeah
You got it all to yourself
Just keep doin’ what you do baby, doin’ what you do baby, yeah yeah
You got it all to yourself
Just keep doin’ what you do, baby, doin’ what you do, baby, hey
Oh, what you do to me, baby
Oh, what you do to me, baby

[Outro]
I- I’m saving all the love
I’m saving all my love for you (for you, I…)
I- I’m saving all the love
I’m saving all my love for you (I’m saving all my love)
Saving all my love, saving all my love for you
You got it all to yourself
Just keep doin’ what you do, baby
And I’ma keep saving all my love (all my) for you, oh (oh yeah)
Saving all my love (my love) for you, saving all my love for you
All… (You) my….

Sevyn Streeter – Present Situation (feat. The-Dream) (Girl Disrupted Album)

Yeah
She hurt you, you hurt me
But without her, we wouldn’t be
So I don’t know what to say right now
And I don’t know where to be right now
[Chorus 1]
How do I address the present situation? The present situation
The present situation
I don’t know how to address the present situation
The present situation
[Verse 2]
So when you started out tricking on me
You was trying to get over her
And when you started to lay me down
You was still getting over her
I wonder if you love me now
Or if you ever loved me at all
A baseless love and still we fall
And I’mma tell myself [?] relevant
Just sex me right
I’mma keep on [?] so much that I start to forget
I love the light
And I gotta acquire your taste
Following straight with no chase
Then I start to come around
That’s the Sevyn they heard about
But then you have to hold me down

[Chorus 2]
I got a present situation
Oh, present situation
We gotta address the present situation
I don’t know how to address the present situation
The present situation
[Bridge]
And I can’t lie, I love it
I can’t lie, I love it
It ain’t right, I love it
I wouldn’t have chose this life, but I love it
[Chorus 3]
The present situation
The present situation
The present situation
I don’t know how to address the present situation
The present situation [Verse 1]
With every breath in my lungs, I’m gone
Screaming my mind ’cause I miss you so
But eventually, I get over you
Hit up the mall and drop a couple bands off
Spending money is my antidote, yeah
Don’t that sound like somebody you know?

21 Savage – 7 Min Freestyle (Issa Album)

[Verse]
Goyard duffle, yeah yeah
Got that draco in it, yeah yeah
Whip a chicken, yeah yeah
Tryna break the pot, yeah yeah
And I got that Glock, yeah yeah
I got thirty shots, yeah yeah
Got your baby mama, yeah yeah
She bent over nigga, yeah yeah
Young Savage trappin’, yeah yeah
And I’m fuckin’ rappin’, yeah yeah
I make lots of money, yeah yeah
And I throw it, throw it, yeah yeah
Ayy lil bitch you tryna blow it, yeah
Woah, chopper like a lawnmower, yeah
Woah, got that motherfuckin’ dagger on me
Woah, stab a nigga and his lil homie, woah
And I’m ballin’ like Nowitzki, woah
I get head like Lewinsky
Police tryna fingerprint me, woah
I’m runnin’ out that motherfucker, nigga, woah
Get money like a motherfucker, nigga
Bags in, nigga gas in
Cash out, nigga cash in
I’m robbin’, ski maskin’
You niggas know that I’m ’bout action
Fishtail with the traction
Fuck a fistfight, nigga I was blasting
Air that motherfucker out, we was smashin’
Got them VVS’s on me, nigga glass
Fuck school nigga, always skipped class
Fuck the other side, throwin’ red rags
Slaughter Gang, PDE gon’ do you bad nigga
Runnin’ through this cash, through this cash nigga
And my bitch bad, bitch bad nigga
Yeah, and I got a bag, got a bag nigga
Why these niggas mad, why they sad nigga
‘Cause I’m poppin’ ho, yeah I’m poppin’ ho
Got your main bitch, pussy poppin’ ho
We don’t want that pussy, we just want that toppy ho
And I don’t want it if the shit ain’t sloppy ho
Yeah, gang gang, nigga gang gang
Ayy, niggas snitching in the chain gang, ayy
They must not know they go in the chain gang, ayy
Stab ’em up, nigga stab ’em up
I’m a Bentley truck, you in a Acura
You niggas actin’ like I ain’t got racks or somethin’
You niggas actin’ like I ain’t in the trap or somethin’
Fuck you niggas thought, Savage was just rappin’ huh
Hey, your main bitch, she gon’ back it up
21, that two-two-three gon’ make you back it up
21, that show money I just stack it up
21, I’m real gangster, you just acting tough, woah
Niggas tryna put the feds on me, woah
My young niggas droppin’ shells on ’em, woah
I know they scared now, scared now
Niggas broke, they can’t even pay they bail now
Ayy, I get a brick and I bust it down, nigga
Put it in the pyrex and drown it, nigga
Water whip the dope, water whip it
Ho, water whip your ho, water whip ’em, yeah
Them VVS’s got her hypnotized, yeah
I used to walk around with two nines, woah
Then I hit a nigga for two nines, 21
That’s a half a brick lil nigga, 21
You a fuckin’ shrimp lil nigga, 21
I got somethin’ for that lip lil nigga, 21
Have you with a limp lil nigga, 21
Cut you up, no temp lil nigga, yeah
I get money ’cause I’m rich nigga, yeah
I might fuck all on your bitch nigga, yeah
Got a drank in in the vip nigga, yeah
She want a gangster, not a wimp nigga, yeah
Burberry fur on me, shit, woah
Thirty, Steph Curry on me, shit, woah
Eating chicken curry in this bitch, woah
Good food, nigga good food, 21
I’m a gangster, you a good dude, 21
I won’t text her ’til she send nudes, 21
She call my phone when the rent due, 21
I ain’t got a dime for your stankin’ ass, 21
Wash your behind with your stankin’ ass, bitch
And your nigga broke, down bad, bitch
All my niggas havin’ fuckin’ bags, bitch
Rich niggas, rich niggas, rich, 21
Hit nigga, hit nigga, hit, 21
That stick nigga, stick nigga, stick, 21
Bricks nigga, licks nigga, hits, 21
Slaughter Gang, PDE the shit, 21
Got the rap game on lock fast, 21
Got the block game on lock fast, 21
I got that Glock aim on lock fast, 21
I drop cop and send shots fast, 21
You only gangster when the gangsters gone, 21
You just a pussy with a camera phone, 21
You just a bitch with an Instagram, 21
No trigger finger, I got a trigger hand, 21
All of ’em like to shoot nigga, 21
All of ’em like boot nigga, 21
All of ’em in your boot nigga, 21
Finger holes, nigga finger holes, 21
You just a pussy with some finger rolls, 21
I can’t respect a nigga with cornrows, 21
Broke nigga with your brother’s clothes, 21
Broke nigga fuckin’ your brother’s hoes, 21
Get your own nigga, get your own, 21
You ain’t grown, nigga you ain’t grown, 21
Your money brown and my money long, 21
My blunt green and my gas strong, 21
Your bitch bad and I got her number, 21
All her friends wanna throw a slumber, 21
I might fuck all on that bitch mama, 21
I might take that lil bitch out to ‘Hana’s, 21
Put that lil bitch in a Benz, yeah, 21
I wish that bitch had a twin, yeah, 21
She want all my friends, yeah, 21
Man that bitch got on some Timbs, yeah, 21
But I put that bitch in Gucci Gucci, 21
Man I fuck that bitch like she Karruche, 21
I might lick that, do the oochie coochie, 21
Got a brown one like a nigga Boosie, 21
Nigga catch me all up in Bruce’s, 21
And you know I pull up with that uzi, 21
I’ma shoot a nigga, make the news and, 21
Niggas umm, niggas niggas losin’, 21
Yeah yeah, nigga yeah yeah, 21
Serve a nigga with no scale scale, 21
Come and help me wrap this bale, bale, 21
Fuck 12, no seatbelt, 21
Fuck 12, I don’t need help, 21
12 gauge, nigga that’s my help, 21

21 Savage – Whole Lot (Issa Album)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, it’s a knife and all, y’know what I’m sayin’? Yeah, this a plain AP, but I got a lotta watches, y’know what I’m sayin’? Yeah nigga, I hit your wife and all, y’know what I’m sayin’? Yeah
[Chorus: 21 Savage & Young Thug]
Nigga made a whole lotta guala
Now I got a whole lotta problems (yeah)
Main bitch fuckin’ my partner (main bitch)
Nigga, we ain’t trippin’, we ballin’ (fool)
And I got a whole lotta shotters (and I gotta)
Hang around a whole lotta robbers (hang around)
And I got a bad bitch callin’ (and I gotta)
Put a bad bitch in Cartier
Catch a nigga ridin’ down College (skrt skrt)
Catch a nigga ridin’ down [?]
We ain’t talkin’ ’bout it, we savage
We don’t talk about it, we shotters
Straight up out the gutter, we charted (gutter)
Straight up out the gutter, we heartless (heartless)
I’m a street nigga and a artist (street nigga)
And I’m gon’ hit my targets (voom voom)
[Verse 1: 21 Savage & Young Thug]
VVS’s drippin’ off my chain, hoe (ooh)
I be in them places that you can’t go (can’t go)
My brother down the road on tango (I still see him)
You rap niggas sweeter than a mango (pussy sweet)
TEC on me with the coolie on it
I’ma fuck around and squeeze (ooh)
Pain runnin’ through my veins
I don’t want the fame, I just wanna eat (ooh)
Rap niggas callin’ my phone
Fuck these niggas, these niggas ain’t G’s (one hunnit)
Spend on a lot of niggas, I ain’t spend no more
Fuck around and get robbed ’round me (fast)
Chain snatched
Watch snatched, don’t get it back (get it)
Chopper on you
Wrong move, get hit in the back (cutter)
I’m Young Savage
Real nigga, they vouchin’ for that (they vouchin’ for that)
I keep it on me
One in the head, I’m cockin’ it back
And I make your bitch drop it back
And I spend a dub in Saks
And I do a whole lot of drinkin’
I done put a hole in my kidney
Y’all niggas pussy like kittens (uh)
VVS’s on, I need mittens (VVS)
Nigga, we ain’t leavin’ no witness
Stomp a nigga ’til he need stitches (woah)
I ain’t never played no victim
Every nigga played, I killed him
Put a nigga in a blender, nigga, then we chop it up (then we chop it up)
Put it in the Pyrex, nigga, then we lock it up (lock it up)
Put that bitch inside a Benz, she was in a Acura
Niggas be actin’ tough, I just be stackin’ up (I just be stackin’ up)
Used to ride around with Dracos, now I’m going platinum (platinum)

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Young Thug]
Nigga made a whole lotta guala (yeah)
Now I got a whole lotta problems (got a whole lotta)
Main bitch fuckin’ my partner (main bitch)
Nigga, we ain’t trippin’, we ballin’ (ain’t trippin on ’em)
And I got a whole lotta shotters (and I gotta)
Hang around a whole lotta robbers (hang around)
And I got a bad bitch callin’ (and I gotta)
Put a bad bitch in Cartier (yeah)
Catch a nigga ridin’ down College (ooh)
Catch a nigga ridin’ down [?] (get madder nigga)
We ain’t talkin’ ’bout it, we savage (ain’t talk about it)
We don’t talk about it, we shotters (ain’t talk about it)
Straight up out the gutter, we charted (okay)
Straight up out the gutter, we heartless (okay)
I’m a street nigga and a artist (ooh)
And I’m gon’ hit my targets
[Verse 2: 21 Savage & Young Thug]
Nigga, put gold on denim (gold)
Nigga, I said it, I meant it (meant it)
Nigga, be fresh like mint (fresh)
Nigga on percs, I’m itchin’ (nigga)
Nigga, I stayed in the trenches (nigga)
Niggas still play in the trenches (nigga)
Stayed up late on missions (fool)
Sometimes we ain’t strike for a dime (for a dime)
If them niggas actin’ scared, I ride (I’m gon’ go)
When my brother got killed, I cried
I can’t let a nigga stop my stride (stride)
Gotta keep this shit goin’, gotta move (move)
If it come down to it, I’m bustin’ moves (fool)
I jump up out that vert with a Uzi (skrt)
These facts, lil’ nigga I’m the truth (truth)
You got goons, lil’ nigga, I got troops (I got troops)
They don’t got Instagrams ’cause they shoot (I got, I got)
Coulda got a four-door, I got a coupe (got that coupe)
Coulda fucked that bitch, I passed her to the crew (here you go)
Shiverin’ and shakin’, boy you ain’t gon’ shoot
Wright Street, man I ate a lot of soups

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Young Thug]
Nigga made a whole lotta guala
Now I got a whole lotta problems (yeah)
Main bitch fuckin’ my partner (main bitch)
Nigga, we ain’t trippin’, we ballin’ (fool)
And I got a whole lotta shotters (and I gotta)
Hang around a whole lotta robbers (hang around)
And I got a bad bitch callin’ (and I gotta)
Put a bad bitch in Cartier
Catch a nigga ridin’ down College (skrt skrt)
Catch a nigga ridin’ down [?]
We ain’t talkin’ ’bout it, we savage
We don’t talk about it, we shotters
Straight up out the gutter, we charted (gutter)
Straight up out the gutter, we heartless (heartless)
I’m a street nigga and a artist (street nigga)
And I’m gon’ hit my targets (voom voom)

21 Savage – Special (Issa Album)

[Intro]
In my feelings, she got me in my feelings
She got me in my feelings (forreal)
She got me in my feelings (forreal)
Got me in my feeling (forreal)
She got me in my feelings (forreal)
She got me in my feelings (forreal)
Got me…
[Verse 1]
She got me in my feelings (forreal)
Buy a brand new Bentley (forreal)
Buy her new Chanel (forreal)
I don’t kiss and tell (no)
Her diamonds raindrop (yeah)
Stay down when the fame stop (yeah)
She be scratching on my tank top
Real niggas ‘gone make the pain stop
Bad bitch you gone ride with me ’till the wheels off (21)
Baby, you ‘gone calm me down when I’m pissed off (21)
I’m a savage so your panties might get ripped off (21)
Your ex didn’t know how to appreciate you now he missed out
[Chorus]
We got something special
We got something special
We got something special
We got something special
I was finna text you
But I ain’t wanna pest you
Even if we ain’t together (no matter we’re forever)
I’m still coming to your rescue

[Verse 2]
Put you in that coupe
Put you in Jimmy Choo (21)
Burken bag (yeah), twenty-five thousand on the tag (yeah)
Put you on a private jet (yeah)
We ain’t never riding first class (yeah)
And we having sex in the air, (yeah)
Make the whole compartment ‘gone crash (yeah)
Hard to find a bad bitch to stay true to me (21)
Who ‘gone spend them late nights in the booth with me
Gotta get a bitch she pullin’ up to shoot with me
If you can’t stay down then you ain’t ‘gone reap the fruits with me
Coke bottle model and she like to swallow
Pussy so good I give her all my guala (all my money)
I got your back forever, put that on my partner (on God)
You ain’t gotta pay no bills
[Chorus]
We got something special
We got something special (yeah)
We got something special
We got something special
I was finna text you
But I don’t wanna pest you
Even if we ain’t together (no matter we’re forever)
I’m still coming to your rescue

[Bridge]
Ride with me (ride with me)
Tell the truth and don’t you lie to me (lie to me)
You know I need you on my side with me (side with me)
Tell the truth and don’t you lie to me (lie to me)
Baby, roll with me (roll with me)
Jump in that coupe and, baby, coast with me (coast with me)
If I was broke she kicking doors with me (doors with me)
Baby, roll with me
Roll with me (21)
I’mma hold you down forever
You my round forever
They just want to use you, but I’m tryna help you
Savage I’m tryna build, they just tryna feel
Really ain’t none of their business
[Chorus]
We got something real special
We got something special
We got something special
We got something special
I was finna text you
But I don’t wanna pest you
Even if we ain’t together (no matter we’re forever)
I’m still coming to your rescue