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O North American Aj Savage (ou A-2 Savage) Foi Um Avião Bombardeiro Construído Para A Marinha Dos Estados Unidos Desenvolvido Pela North American Aviation. (wikipédia)

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21 savage 01. bank account

21 savage - bank account

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
Seventy-five hunnid 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
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight 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 one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight 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)
Yeah dog I'm for real, dog (21)
Straight up out the seats, now 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
Plus I shoot like Reggie Mill', dog (21)
Chopper sting you like a eel, dog
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight 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 one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight 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)
Ruler clips, send a ruler 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
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight 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 one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight 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)
Seventy-five hunnid 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

21 savage 02. numb

21 savage - numb

Grind hard, nigga, grind hard, I done grind hard
Late nights playin' b-ball with a decoy
I was on the corner with the robbers and the D-boys
Now I'm on the charts, man, this shit is unbelievable
Mama, it's a lot of secrets that I had to keep from you
Got in so much trouble
thought the teachers had beef with you
And it paid off 'cause we livin' like the Greeks and Jews
Used to leave your stove runnin', stove runnin'
Now it's Louis rags when my nose runnin'
Got it out the mud, I don't owe nothin'
You pussy-ass niggas ain't on nothin'
Wanna see me fucked up 'cause they poor hustlin'
The same niggas with me back when I was head itchin'
Man I'm having nightmares that the feds listenin'
You fake gangstas pump fakin' and they scared snitchin'
The coupe fast and it's fucking up the dash digital
Numb the pain with the money x15
It's a bag on his head, I'ma pick it up
It was money in the house, I used to stick it up
Got your main bitch chillin', splashin', tryna lick it up
Dick ridin', niggas always tryna flick it up
I ain't tryna take no bitches, bitch I'm rollin' Swishers
I count my back end then I jump out with that pistol
If you ain't suckin' dick you get a early dismissal
We got your wifey at the spot, she tryna lick a pickle
I just went and bought a Lamb and it cost a nickel
And I came from the bottom and it feel good
And I went platinum, still in the hood
And I take the gang with me everywhere I go
Why these niggas hatin' on me? Man I don't know
Ain't a place in the world that I can't go
And I got a hundred racks inside a Go-Go
And I get a hundred racks for a show, show
Wanna give a bitch my heart but I can't though
I can't fall in love with a stank ho
Lil' bitch I fell in love with the bank ho
And you know I love that good drank, ho
Numb the pain with the money x15
Numb the pain with the money
and ride 'round with that Tommy
And I put it in her stomach
and I made that lil' bitch ride me
You're my old school runner
you're my old school runner
But my new school runnin', it costs more than a hundred
You lil' niggas so bummy (21)
Make a diss song, they gon' wrap you like a mummy
My young niggas geekin' on food like zombies
They hungry, up it on you then they tell you, "Run it"
I stole cars, drove them like go-karts
Niggas actin' like bitches, they got both parts
And I came from the gutter, I don't got no heart
And I'm straight up out the gutter, I don't got no heart
Nigga when they killed my brother, I had to go hard
Put that chopper in his face and then I Bogart
Niggas tryna cross me, I don't understand it
I'm just tryna take care of the family
And I'm sippin' codeine, not brandy (21)
And I'm sippin' codeine, I'm a addict
You go to jail, can't depend on a bad bitch
She fucked and sucked him
tryna keep up with the fashion
And I'm really, really rich and I ain't braggin'
Sometimes I really can't believe this shit happened
Who woulda thought I'd make it rappin'?
I almost lost my life when I was trappin'
Numb the pain with the money x15
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you

21 savage 03. real nigga

21 savage - real nigga

Savage
21 Savage, the one and only
How it feel to be a real nigga man

The same niggas doubted me
Now they tryna hang around a nigga
Ain't got none' but bullets for you nigga
I feel like a bully to you nigga
I ain't countin' none' but hundreds nigga
Ain't none' 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, I can't lie to 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
Auto came, 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 none' 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 a gang with me
You know ain't a damn thang 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

21 savage 04. x ft future

21 savage - x ft future

[bridge: 21 savage]
10 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

[hook: 21 savage]
I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch
I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch
Hold up, I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch
Hold up, I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch
Fuck a wedding ring, I bought a necklace
Diamonds got the flu, try not to catch this
I left that ho alone 'cause she was ratchet
All these bitches salty, they can't stand me

[verse 1: 21 savage future]
Flexin' on that bitch, hold up
Bought a necklace on that bitch, hold up
Her friend gon' lick me like a fruit roll up
She in her feelins' on the 'gram, grow up
21, Flexin' on that bitch, hold up
I ain't textin' back that bitch, hold up
I ain't stressin' bout that bitch, hold up
21 Gon' get the stick, hold up
Hold up, hold up, bitch I like to ball
Hold up, hold up, without no weave, you bald
Hold up, bitch I spent your rent
Inside the mall
Told her she got a nigga but he broke
She lost
Hold up, at this private location
Hold up, put her back in rotation
Hold up, bitches on me, immigration
Hold up, goin' through the translations

21 savage 05. who run it freestyle

21 savage - who run it freestyle

21 savage 06. a lot

21 savage - a lot

I love you
Turn my headphone down a little bit, yeah
For so many reasons
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I do) , yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, ah, ah, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah

How much money you got? (Straight up)
How much money you got? (Straight up)
How much money you got? (Straight up)
How much money you got? (A lot)

How much money you got? (A lot)
How many problems you got? (A lot)
How many people done doubted you? (A lot)
Left you out to rot? (A lot)
How many pray that you flop? (A lot)
How many lawyers you got? (A lot)
How many times you got shot? (A lot)
How many niggas you shot? (A lot)
How many times did you ride? (A lot)
How many niggas done died? (A lot)
How many times did you cheat? (A lot)
How many times did you lie? (A lot)
How many times did she leave? (A lot)
How many times did she cry? (A lot)
How many chances she done gave you?
Fuck around with these thots (A lot)

Every day that I'm alive, I'ma ride with the stick
I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich
Told my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch
But I'm 21 4L, ain't no way I'ma switch

Break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down

Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks
My heart so cold I could put it in my cup
Gang vs. the world, me and my dawg, it was us
Then you went and wrote a statement
and that really fucked me up
My brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast
My brother got life and it turned me to the streets
I been through the storm and it turned me to a G
But the other side was sunny, I get paid to rap on beats

Break it on down, I break it on down
I break it on down, I break it on down
Yeah, I just came from the A
I drove back home, six hour drive, six and a half
Before I left I stopped by to see my nigga 21 in the studio
He had two of his kids with him right in the studio
that's when I knew
You a stand up nigga, I love seein' shit like that

Question
How many faking they streams? (A lot)
Getting they plays from machines (A lot)
I can see behind the smoke and mirrors
Niggas ain't really big as they seem (Hmm)
I never say anything (Nah) , everybody got they thing (True)
Some niggas make millions, other niggas make memes (Hmm)
I'm on a money routine
I don't want smoke, I want cream
I don't want no more comparisons
This is a marathon and I'm aware
I been playing the back from a lack of promotions
I never was one for the bragging and boasting
I guess I was hoping the music would speak for itself
But the people want everything else
OK, no problem, I'll show up on everyone album
You know what the outcome will be

I'm batting a thousand
It's got to the point that these rappers
don't even like rappin' with me
Fuck it 'cause my nigga 21 Savage just hit me
And told me he saved me a spot, on a new record he got
He call it "a lot, " I open my book and I jot
Pray for Tekashi, they want him to rot
I picture him inside a cell on a cot
'Flectin' on how he made it to the top
Wondering if it was worth it or not
I pray for Markelle 'cause they fucked up his shot
Just want you to know that you got it, my nigga
Though I never met you, I know that you special
And that the Lord blessed you, don't doubt it, my nigga
Dennis Smith Jr. , stay solid, my nigga
I'm on a tangent, not how I planned it
I had some fans that hopped and abandoned ship
When they thought that I wasn't gon' pan out, I got a plan
They say that success is the greatest revenge
tell all your friends
Cole on a mission, cementin' the spot
as the greatest that did it
Before it all ends, nigga

Break it on down, I break it on down
I break it on down, I break it on down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it on down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down, I br

21 savage 07. immortal

21 savage - immortal

21
I feel like the motherfuckin' Grim Reaper
The biggest smoke blower
Put a motherfuckin' chimney on my stick

Brand new Mak-90 with the drum attached (Drum)
You a shit talker, we got drums for that (On God)
Tryna fist fight? Boy, you dumb for that (Stupid)
You gon' get a bullet in your lung for that (Stupid)
Draco get to kickin' like Liu Kang (21)
F&N on me in the Mulsanne (Straight up, straight up)
Glock 19 in the Blue Flame (Straight up, straight up)
I was strapped when I slid inside your boo thang (On God)
21 immortal, we'll never die (21)
Loyal to my brothers (Yeah) , I'll never lie (On God)
Call me bird dog 'cause I cheat and I'm fly (Straight up)
And I love winnin', I'm upset if it's a tie (On God)
Get you off the ground just to knock you to the floor (Yeah)
Let's go blow for blow (Yeah) , let's go toe to toe (Straight up)
When it's time to battle, they don't never ever show (21)
When it's time to battle, I'm the first one at the door (21)
At the door with a Draco
Don't nobody move, I don't wanna have to blow
Rappin' ass niggas get spinned at they show
That's why I need some help, I got a fetish for the smoke
It get fatal in the bottom, used to rumble in the den (21)
Hit him with a combo, gotta finish him (21)
Ak make you frown since you think you wanna grin (Straight up)
Seems like all the models just be fallin' in my Dm's (Yeah)
Coolant on the Tec, it get hot like Scorpion (Hot)
I'll burn his ass, lil' buster
You thought it was straight, I got some chemicals in this magazine
I'll perm his ass (Mark ass nigga)
Wanna be a gangster, but he misguided (Bitch)
I'll learn his ass (On God, nigga)
He went against me and they called 9-1-1 (21)
They had to infirm' his ass (You gon' be next, nigga)
"How many tops you done got popped? " Whole bunch
"How many times you ran from the smoke? " Nigga, not once
Eastside nigga fuckin' all the hoes, and I love guns
Ain't no fucking diamonds in my mouth, nigga, these gold fronts
And we known to handle all the business, nigga, Asap
Had her at the slaughterhouse, how the fuck you cape that?
Ain't no body shots, nigga, you know I told him face that
Now he in the ocean, heard they hit him in his wave cap
You took your shot and you missed it (21)
I just beat it up and you kissed it (Ugh)
Took the rap game and I milked it (Yeah)
Took the rap beef and I killed it
Neck all froze like Sub Zero, dawg (Straight up)
He wifed a thot, he a hero, dawg (Straight up)
All I care about is my dinero, dawg (On God)
Only thing I'm chasing is dineros, dawg (Straight up)
Dread-headed killer like Cyrax (21)
Brought a gun to a fist fight like Jax (Pew-pew-pew-pew-pew)
Nah, fuck that, only thing scare me is a rat (Snitch)
Slaughter Gang, pick your poison, dagger or the axe (Straight up)
Stand-up guy, they respect my mind (On God)
If you foul out, get a tech', my nine (Straight up)
If you ain't a hundred, don't text my line (Lil' bitch)
If you know you hatin', don't check my Live (Snitch)

You know I'm Slaughter Gang so the smoke is immortal
Ain't nothin' changed, I'll slaughter your daughter
She said she was a dime, but her friend was a quarter
I had a threesome, then I flushed the rubber down the toilet
She tried to give me head, it was boring
Codeine got a nigga snoring
I wonder if she would've slept with the poor me
Savage keep a Draco and it corn beef

Chopper cut you up like Kitana (Ching-ching)
My chopper in the band, it's a drummer (Drumroll)
Russell Westbrook, I was strikin' like the Thunder (Woah, woah)
You was somewhere runnin' 'round whinin' to your mama (21)
Y'all play conservative, we gon' send a blitz (Straight up)
I'm the type to catch a tech', foul, hit him in his shit (On God)
He think he a made man, hit him in the head (Pussy)
Don't you try to run now, hit him in the leg (Rraow)
People wanna say the stuff I say, but they be scared (Pussy)
Jab turn a lightskin pretty boy red (21)
It's a fatality if you try to handle me (Yeah)
Real top shotta, don't you ever try to ramp with me (On God)
Got enough bullets that could kill your whole camp with me (Rrah)
I was bad as hell in school, they even tried to counsel me (21)
I don't like to talk, don't you try to tongue-wrestle me (On God)
And my block good, you'll never get the best of me (Straight up)

21 savage 08. ball w/o you

21 savage - ball w/o you

Whoa
Whoa, whoa

You runnin' 'round drinkin' liquor
Takin' pictures 'cause you miss me
(I know you miss me)
You runnin' 'round drinkin' liquor
Fuckin' niggas 'cause you miss me
(You just want attention)
You can sleep with half the world
Bet you still won't forget me
(On God)
You could find love, get married, have kids
I'd still be realest nigga to hit it
(Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up)
I was gettin' some head earlier and you crossed my mind (Straight up)
I'm as solid as they come, but you crossed the line (21)
Yeah, you best start keepin' it real, I can see the signs (On God)
When it came to havin' your back, I'm so real
I prolly would've gave you my spine (Straight up)
I'd rather have loyalty than love
'Cause love really don't mean jack (Straight up)
See love is just a feeling
You can love somebody and still stab them in the back (Oh God)
It don't take much to love
You can love somebody just by being attached (21)
See loyalty is a action
You can love or hate me and still have my back (Facts)

I gave you my all (My all)
You was my dawg (You was my dawg)
I would have went to war with the world on your call (On your call)
Thought you had my back (Nah)
You let me fall (Let me fall)
You healed my pain (My pain)
Then you caused it (Then you caused it)
Now I gotta ball without you (Straight up)
Now I gotta ball (Straight up)
Now I gotta ball without you (21)
Now I gotta ball (21)
Now I gotta ball without you (Pow)
Now I gotta ball (Now I gotta ball)
Now I gotta ball without you (21)
Now I gotta ball (21, 21)

You crossed me once, it's fuck you forever (Straight up)
Middle school got my heart broke, stop writin' love letters (21)
Hard cold, yeah, so cold had to buy the Moncler sweater (Oh God)
Valentines Day, she ripped the card and urinated on the rose petals (Damn)
You was my rock, heavy metal
Now you ain't shit to me (Facts)
I thought it was a love, until I woke up
And had an epiphany (21)
Keep the fame and keep the love
Just give me the loyality (On God)
Nefertiti, King Tut
I treat you like royality (Fact)

I just wish your love wouldn't fade away
Even when the smoke clear, I'm here to stay
Don't you ever let a nigga take my place
Would you be around if I had minimum wage?

21 savage 09. monster

21 savage - monster

Power
The money and the fame make a monster
A monster
Power
The money and the fame make a monster
A monster
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh

Feelin' so good, might smoke somethin' (Ayy)
Hit it so good, might choke somethin' (Ayy)
Might pull out, the game so weak
Fuck it, you can go and have both of 'em
Zone 6 nigga, I come from
Neighborhood soundin' like, "Pop, pop" (Pop, pop)
Pick 'em up, roll 'em out
All of that drip drip there got young boy drop drop (Drop drop)
Ayy ayy (Ayy ayy) , oh (Oh)
Where that money go? (Go)
I was livin' fast (Fast)
They gon' watch 'em slow ('Em slow)
All these niggas got six figures, they won't miss an O (O)
I'm gon' shoot they baby mama if I got the pole, oh, ayy (Ayy)
Bodyguards goin' through customs (Customs)
Both of them boys got handguns
'Cause most of your friends, can't trust 'em
Clout chasin' (Clout chasin')
Let me truth on the verse (Yeah)
If they paid you to do it, you don't gotta ask what you worth
Me and Savage, we came from the dirt
If you rappin' for money, you silly
This shit ain't a milli', this shit is a hundred
The industry savage and most of you average
Ain't 'fraid of no static, I'm bustin', I'm bustin'
He might be an addict, he drinkin' that 'Tussin
He know where you live, where you work, do you trust him? (Nope)

Power
The money and the fame make a monster
A monster
Power
The money and the fame make a monster
A monster (Low blow)

She below the belt, that's a low blow (Low blow)
She gon' try and blame it on Yolo (Yolo)
Niggas out here tryna rap beef (Rap beef)
I ain't givin' no free promo (No no)
He cuffin', he a cop like Robo (Robo)
I'ma pass her to the gang like Romo (Romo)
Brand new 'Rari, I'm solo (Solo)
Finna go shoppin' in Soho (21)
You could dump me in the middle of the ocean
I'm still comin' out dry (Dry)
You can leave me in the jungle with bears and tigers
I'm comin' out fly (Fly)
I'll take the stand for my brother
Put my hand on the Bible, I'm still gon' lie (On God)
You can have all the fame in the world
All the money in the world, won't stop no cry (Straight up)
Pain and the hunger made a savage (Savage)
Came from the bottom, disadvantaged ('Vantaged)
Then I started livin' my dreams (My dreams)
That shit turned me to an addict (An addict)
It ain't 'bout the money, you can have it (You can have it)
Shawty got a booty, I'ma grab it (I'ma grab it)
In the fast lane, tryna dodge traffic (Skrrt skrrt)
But I ain't never dodged no static (On God)
War wounds, I got scars (21)
Teachers told me I wouldn't be nothin' but I went far (21)
I could pay your salary for ten years with one car (21)
All the pain and all the struggle made a superstar (21, 21, 21)

Power
The money and the fame make a monster
A monster
Power
The money and the fame make a monster
A monster

21 savage 10. 7 min freestyle

21 savage - 7 min freestyle

Southside, Southside, Southside
Metro Boomin' want some more, nigga

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 in 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 that Honda, 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 11. can t leave without it

21 savage - can t leave without it

Yeah
Vvs look like a star, yeah
I took the top off the car
We don't abide by the law (no)
You don't know what I done saw (saw)
Can't leave without it (I can't leave without it)
I keep a stick for the war (stick)
Checks I deposit (checks I deposit)
Money just stick with the boy

Lot of model bitches check for me
Nigga, don't check for me 'less you got checks for me
I kept a stick like a hobo, no checkin' me
Way back when d-lo had the spot in trestletree
So many hoes had to get a vasectomy
She left her body home and brought her neck to me
I did a walk-through, they sent a jet to me
Y'all niggas show price less than my travel fee
One of my arms worth a ticket
Watch so much that a car came with it
Back in the day I used to rob with no mask on
Shit on my wrist, I woulda killed the whole house for
And I went to school high, I ain't go to class though
I was with the ogs learnin' 'bout the glass bowl
Caught me with a deuce five, mama kicked my ass, bro
Break yourself, leave his brains on the dashboard
I'm with 'set and lil baby (yeah)
We got four choppers that's full (21)
Way before rappin', on god, I was trappin'
sneakin' my glock in le coeur (on god)
I got my k from osama bin laden
lil' nigga he signed this shit (straight up)
I'm 4l gang, if you reach for my chain
then a nigga gon' die in this bitch (on god)
A-b-c-d-e-f-g wagon, y'all niggas doin' that big cappin' (21)
I ain't with the friendly shit
Closest thing y'all gettin' to a handshake
is the beat clappin' (21)
Your mama gon' have to make a gofundme
y'all niggas keep doing that sneak jabbin' (straight up)
Gucci had to kill the whole woods
Just to make young savage
this motherfuckin' mink jacket (21)

Vvs look like a star, yeah
I took the top off the car
We don't abide by the law (no)
You don't know what I just saw (saw)
Can't leave without it (I can't leave without it)
I keep a stick for the war (stick)
Checks I deposit (checks I deposit)
Money just stick with the boy

Cash in and cash out (cash in and cash out)
I am not lookin' for clout (nah)
I knew I would figure it out (I knew)
I took the millionaire route (run it up)
Popped a pill got my head in the cloud (huh)
Say my name, it'll bring out a crowd (crowd)
We got paid, now my family proud (on god)
I been drippin' this drip since a child

I hit your bitch, she a jump off
Cartier bracelets for her, they don't come off
They get the swag from atlanta and run off
I make the best one, it stick like a town hall
Runnin' this shit, what the fuck is they talkin' 'bout?
Skinny jeans stuffed with them hundreds, they poke out
S65, I'm in a robot
I'm a real one, ain't running from nobody
Hellcat fast, you know that I show out
Ain't sparin' no bitch, give a fuck 'bout a blowout
If we wanna smoke with you, boy, you can't go out
Still gettin' money my label don't know 'bout
Court-side with the vibe with her toes out
Rich nigga, I come straight out the poor house
Trap goin' crazy right there by morehouse
Dead and me, 'set and more ahks
Bought a benz, doubled back, bought a trap house
I'm with savage in the city doin' donuts (skrrt)
Youngins with me, they got fire, they gon' go nuts
Quarter-million in a baby blue goyard
Buy it cash then I go in the motor
Drive fast, ain't no pullin' me over
Play with bags, you can tell by the odor
No alcohol, go get me a new soda

Yeah, niggas tryna drip like the boy, yeah
I don't gotta get no award, yeah
Live in the bank, don't do fraud, yeah
200 Racks on my arm, yeah
I been fuckin' superstars, yeah
Her pussy good, buy a car yeah
You niggas ain't makin' no noise, yeah
You niggas ain't makin' no noise (on god)

21 savage 12. asmr

21 savage - asmr

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 (Pussy)
I know he gon' be a rat one day
Right now we call him a mouse (21)

I got lots of stripes, all my niggas shyst
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 (Lil' bitch)

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 (Brrah)
I don't need no holster, you get burned like toaster (21)
I don't drink no liquor, but I'm smokin' on mimosa (Yeah)
We been gettin' that Jewish money, everything is Kosher (On God)
Bought myself a 'Ventador and bought my bitch a Roadster (Straight up)
Drive my Lambo to the store, I'ma wave with my doors
I'm on Glenwood, not the Ave. , nigga, the road (21)
Talkin' on the pillow, nigga, that shit for the hoes (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 19xb (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 ass, he thought a hand hit him (Ha)
I do the Blocboy Jb on the brick (Skrrt, skrrt)
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 suck this dick (Yeah)
Fronted me some bags, I ran out the same night (Damn)
When I was in jail, on my momma, I ain't kite (Damn)
Niggas 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 niggas shyst
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 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 (Brrah)
Y'all ready to fight (Stupid)
Pull up, ready to kill (Yeah)
Y'all ready to die (Straight up)
Broke-ass nigga get killed ridin' a bike (Pussy)
Savage left his gun at home, nigga, yeah, right (Ha)

21 savage 13. good day

21 savage - good day

I think of murder, murder on me mind
Murder on the menu, murder on the timertoday was a good day, ain't have to spray the K
Today was a good day, pour some Actavis
Today was a good day, I woke up with your bitch
Today was a good day, cross her off the list
Today was a good day, ain't have to spray the K
Today was a good day, I sold a brick of yay
Today was a good day, my brother beat his case
Today was a good day, day

Murder with the. 45, murder with the nine
Murdering that bitch, put that dick up in her spine
Murder with the. 45, murder with the nine
Murdering that bitch, put that dick up in her spine (Uh, ooh)

I don't do love, I don't do hate
I don't do gullible (Gullible, yeah)
Dope in the pantry, serving up candy
Watch looking colorful (Colorful, bling)
Got an extendo, it's a new thing, it got kick with it (Ayy, ayy)
Got a new drum, that pa-rum-pum
I can't miss with it, uh
I'm in the four door (Four door)
Driving it solo (Ayy, nyoom)
Nigga, it's stolen, hope out and park 'em
Nigga, then walk home (Brrap)
All of this gang talk, gang talk
Walk with me, red dot on your head turn green
Turn your Twitter fingers to a crime scene (Splat, splat, splat)
Street sweep sweep sweep (Whoop, whoop)
Wonder how I get the dope so cheap
Plug walk, get the bags off me (Whoop, whoop, whoop)
Two for ten going in all week
Twin Glocks don't pretend round me, uh (Brrt)
Hit the deck, going down 'round me ('Round me)
Couple shots have a 'round 'round me (Ayy, ayy)
One clip but it came twelve deep (Whoop, whoop, whoop)

Today was a good day, ain't have to spray the K
Today was a good day, pour some Actavis
Today was a good day, I woke up with your bitch
Today was a good day, cross her off the list
Today was a good day, ain't have to spray the K
Today was a good day, I sold a brick of yay
Today was a good day, my brother beat his case
Today was a good day, day

Niggas they die, many die, die, dead niggas
I pull the trig-, pull the trig-, pull the trigger
Niggas they die, many die, die, dead niggas
I pull the trig-, pull the trig-, pull the trigger

Got the bull for 50 things, now he wanna kill me now
50 drums, air his mammy house, do he feel me now?
Left his kinfolk full of leaks, in the street we play for keeps
Closed casket I aimed for his head, shot him in his teeth
Mud nigga, hood nigga, op killer, thot driller
Even Tennesse we got real hitters
Drug dealers, cop killer, gang spitters, sauce drippers
Pussy ass niggas, you need to bleed
Draco bury you like a seed
I know you niggas ain't liking me
Patta, all about that sack-uh
Ran up on me 45 blue Audis back-uh
Rack after rack-uh, you know I'm gone stack-uh
Treat this rap shit, man, like I'm hustling crack-uh, Patta

21 savage 14. break da law

21 savage - break da law

Southside on the track, yeah
Yeah
Cut the bullshit, I'm not with it
Call your main bitch, she let me hit it
Haha, ha
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga

Diamonds got dripped in a lake (a lake)
I don't be goin' on dates (on dates)
She got an ass, but it's fake (it's fake)
He savin' hoes, need a cape (cape)
Lil' mama's head supreme (straight up)
But I'm still rockin' this Bape (on God)
All I know is two guns, nigga
If you a plate, you get ate (brrat)
Had to put a bitch on pause (pause)
Me and my dawgs break laws (laws)
21 gang 'til I fall (fall)
You could get hit in the jaw (jaw)
The chopper can hit all of y'all (straight up)
Your brother, your goldfish and dog (all)
Most of my niggas just rob (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 nigga's homeboys buried (on God)
They don't come outside, they scary (scary)
When we start spinnin' niggas' blocks, they telling (pussy)
Got your baby mama in a yolk (yolk)
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 (your folks)
Try to give me head, she choke (ugh)
We call you a rat 'cause you spoke (bitch)
All these tennis chains like I'm in a tennis game
Y'all niggas wearin' gold ropes (you're broke)

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, dawg, and we got big rifles (on God)
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 niggas gossip and shit (on God)
No more beef, we drop that shit (straight up)
Y'all niggas 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)
Ho, you need to fix your wig (you do)
All my brothers did a bid (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)
Lil' boy, get up out the way (yeah)
Lil' 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)
My strippers got S-Class 'Cedes (straight up)
Ride me slow like you drivin' 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 (letterman)
I gotta keep a Beretta, man (Beretta, man)
She screamin' and scratchin' and yellin', man (snd yellin', man)
I got her in a falsetto, man (Falsetto, man)

Had to put a bitch on pause (pause)
Me and my dawgs break laws (laws)
21 gang 'til I fall (fall)
Me and my dawgs break laws (laws)
21 gang 'til I fall (fall)
Me and my dawgs break laws (laws)
You could get hit in the jaw (your jaw)
The chopper can hit all of y'all (straight up)
Your brother, your goldfish and dog (all)
Most of my niggas just rob (wow)
They cut off and hand you your balls (on God)

21 savage 15. letter 2 my momma

21 savage - letter 2 my momma

October ninety-two when you pushed me out (Straight up)
It was only right that I made a song about you (Straight up)
Ain't no tellin' where I'd be if I went without you (On God)
Wish I woulda stayed in school, but I dropped out (On God)
You taught me how to be strong, gotta give praise
When the times got hard, you always made ways (On God)
Even though I barely got the new Js (On God)
You made sure the kid kept a temp fade (Straight up)
And you kept my Playstation with some new games (Straight up)
And you buy me freezy cups with your loose change (Facts)
My daddy never was around, that nigga too lame (Fuck 'im)
I think that's why I quit school and started to shoot thangs (Come on)
My mama taught me how to tie my shoes (On God)
My mama taught me how to cook my noodles (Straight up)
Mama told me don't spend all my money witha jeweler
I bought some real estate plus I'm investin' in my shooters

Had to write a letter to my ma dukes (Ma dukes)
I know you proud of me, but I'm proud, too (I'm proud, too)
You the only woman I'd give some vows to (On God)
I'm still your baby even though I got a child, too (Straight up)

I paid it off, ain't no mortgage or no rent due (Facts)
Yes, she got a Range Rover and a Benz, too (On God)
It's a hard job of women raise men, too (True)
Ma, you never left my side and I thank you (True)
I seen you strugglin', I think it left a scar (Left a scar)
I did some things when I was young that broke your heart (Broke your heart)
I'm the one that stole the cookies out the jar (Out the jar)
I'm the one that went and stole the neighbors car (Neighbor's car)
Times got hard, started sellin' hard (Sellin' hard)
Before I see you stressin', I'm gonna break the law (Break the law)
I was sellin' weed, I never mowed the lawn (Mowed the lawn)
Commit a burglary and take it to the pawn (Straight to the pawn)
When I win and nobody see, you was there (On God)
If I had a school hearing, you was there (That's a fact)
Back when you had the Ford minivan, let me drive the city trans
Baggy-ass Girbauds and some Timberlands (Straight, straight)
Me and my baby mama was beefin', you didn't give a damn (Straight up)
You din't never pick a side, told me, "Be a man" (Straight up)
I'ma raise my kids, nothin' like my dad, I'm a better dad
You're the best mama I could ever have (On God)