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PERFORMING ARTISTS
21 Savage
21 Savage
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Songwriter
Ahmar Bailey
Ahmar Bailey
Songwriter
Charlie Clouser
Charlie Clouser
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kid Hazel
Kid Hazel
Producer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Richard Huredia
Richard Huredia
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Everything I do, I be ten steps ahead (ten) My youngin' got them bodies, she still piss in the bed Keep the code of silence, don't repeat what I said (21) Keep all the baloney, I just came for the bread (on God) My hood known for wildin' and I don't promote the violence I done been through all the trials And tribulations, now I'm smilin' (21) Say he wanted smoke, we at the table doin' the plottin' We gon' slide with your shit up Make it home 'fore you hear the siren (big fact) I'ma let 'em spin like a spiral (straight up) I don't got no love for no rival (straight up) Put him on the news, he went viral (pussy) I took a number two with my rifle (pussy) Every car I'm in, I got the title (on God) Slaughter gang, I turn a model to a hiker (big facts) I know they want me dead, I got a Kel-Tec in this Viper (21) I hit all the vibes on the low 'cause I'm a sniper (21) He don't want no problems and it's obvious Call me soft 'cause I laugh when I body shit (on God) You play hot potato with the opps, we be droppin' shit Givin' out free smoke 'cause we got a lot of it Tryna feed the fam, I was trappin' in the cold (21) Dropped a mixtape, turned around, I was on the road (on God) You can't give me no amount of money for my soul (21) He weren't really no robber He got killed 'cause it wasn't his role (facts) MAC .90 pokin' out my Goyard (Goyard) Diamond bag pokin' out my Louie V (LV) Nigga, fuck your Glock, we shoot big chops (big sticks) Seven-six, .308 and .223s (21, 21) I'ma let 'em spin like a spiral (21) I don't got no love for no rival (pussy) Put him on the news, he went viral (pussy) I took a number two with my rifle (21, 21) Every car I'm in, I got the title (straight up) Slaughter gang, I turn a model to a hiker (straight up) I know they want me dead, I got a Kel-Tec in this Viper (straight up) I hit all the vibes on the low 'cause I'm a sniper (straight up) I make sure the beef get Swiss cheese (21) I'm from 20-East where they killin' thieves (big facts) Stones got my ears feelin' like Christmas Eve (big facts) Before you bend over, baby, get on your knees (big facts) Drive by, jump out then we tie-dye (21, 21) Say a nigga touch me, that's a lie, lie (big cap) She fried, she fucked the gang, we call her five guys (five guys) I'm so high, I almost thought I skydived (skydived) I'ma let 'em spin like a spiral (straight up) I don't got no love for no rival (straight up) Put him on the news, he went viral (pussy) I took a number two with my rifle (pussy) Every car I'm in, I got the title (on God) Slaughter gang, I turn a model to a hiker (big facts) I know they want me dead, I got a Kel-Tec in this Viper (21) I hit all the vibes on the low 'cause I'm a sniper (21)
Writer(s): Shayaa Bin Abraham-joseph, Ahmar Bailey, Charlie Clouser Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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