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21 Savage - see the real (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
21 Savage
21 Savage
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Composer
Jason Cornet
Jason Cornet
Composer
Dylan Cleary-Krell
Dylan Cleary-Krell
Composer
Joshua Parker
Joshua Parker
Composer
Jocelyn Donald
Jocelyn Donald
Composer
Jordan Holt-May
Jordan Holt-May
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
OG Parker
OG Parker
Producer
Dez Wright
Dez Wright
Producer
Tenroc
Tenroc
Producer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Smash David
Smash David
Producer
Alex Tumay
Alex Tumay
Mixing Engineer
Isaiah “ibmixing” Brown
Recording Engineer
Teezio
Teezio
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

My dog don't want nothin' out of life but to kill niggas And they wonder why I'm still with 'em All these Ms in the bank, I don't feel richer I'ma step up in that way since a lil' nigga Another body get dropped, I don't feel different Took some Ls, but I'm still winnin' You knew she was a thot, why you still with her? When you tell somebody no, you see the real in 'em Slidin' in the Benz You know that's my brother, so we call each other twins By the way we shake hands Got it out the mud, but we grew up in the sand You a shooter or a fan? We can't get at you, then we gon' bring it to your mans I don't do the Twitter rants Brand new Desert Eagle, tryna stuff it in my pants Check my net worth, I'll be dead first All my hoes fine, got the best head If I wanna cuff her, she arrested Try to take my bitch, you get your neck slit Call me Santa Claus, 'cause I'm rich-rich Put a Birkin bag on your wish list Jumped in the DM and she missed it My dog don't want nothin' out of life but to kill niggas And they wonder why I'm still with 'em All these Ms in the bank, I don't feel richer I'ma step up in that way since a lil' nigga Another body get dropped, I don't feel different Took some Ls, but I'm still winnin' You knew she was a thot, why you still with her? When you tell somebody no, you see the real in 'em Snitchin' is a no-no Rappers wanna beef, but I ain't givin' niggas promo Got your baby mama with me askin' for the coco Not Chanel neither, nah, she wanna do the blow-blow Hit her from the back, then I put her in the chokehold Shit done got crazy, man, we fuckin' on the floor-floor Sippin' on this syrup and it got me movin' slow-mo She gon' take a charge if we run into the po-po Walk 'em down 'til I'm tired Give a opp a first-class ticket to the sky Diamonds ice skating, if you touch 'em, we gon' slide Shut up, hit this hookah, you keep fuckin' up the vibe She ain't mine, but I treat her like I love her Pussy good, but I can't hit without no rubber She start trippin', I'ma go and get another My dog don't want nothin' out of life but to kill niggas And they wonder why I'm still with 'em All these Ms in the bank, I don't feel richer I'ma step up in that way since a lil' nigga Another body get dropped, I don't feel different Took some Ls, but I'm still winnin' You knew she was a thot, why you still with her? When you tell somebody no, you see the real in 'em
Writer(s): Jocelyn Donald, Dylan Taylor Cleary-krell, She'yaa Bin Abraham-joseph, Jordan Holt-may, Joshua Parker, Jason A. Cornet Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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