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21 Savage & Drake
MR RECOUP
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MR RECOUP was released on December 12, 2025 by Slaughter Gang, LLC/Epic Records as a part of the album WHAT HAPPENED TO THE STREETS?
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
21 Savage
21 Savage
Vocals
Drake
Drake
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Lyle Winklerprins
Lyle Winklerprins
Songwriter
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Composer
Shemar Anthony Pierre
Shemar Anthony Pierre
Songwriter
Daniel Dodd
Daniel Dodd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Whiskerprince
Whiskerprince
Producer
Shemar Pierre
Shemar Pierre
Producer
Brinx Parker
Brinx Parker
Producer
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Recording Engineer
Isaiah “ibmixing” Brown
Recording Engineer
Jack Doutt
Jack Doutt
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Just bought a pair of new gym fuckin' socks
Chubb's Tyler Perry, he make plays for the block
Wasn't even 'bout to rap on this, but it knocks
When you tryna go? 'Cause it's smoke at the top
Spade at the party, throw them bitches in the truck
We was just on Yonge Street, they was eatin' it up
My life ain't a movie, bitch, it's just us
They can't find the shooter, bitch, 'cause it's us
[Chorus]
Us, us, it was us
**** shot my brother, now I don't know who to trust
My opps be so broke that we've been shootin' at the bus
Bro say, "Play it patient," nah, dog, I'm in a rush
I'm tryna buck
[Verse 2]
Aye, I'm tryna shoot, he tryna clutch, aye
I'm tryna add him to the list like a deluxe, aye
I'm tryna watch the windshield fall from off his truck, aye
I'm tryna smack his twin, show him it wasn't luck, pussy
[Verse 3]
Damn, Alex Moss, that's a really big chain
Really it's no wonder why my neck is in pain
Damn, Iceman, your initials just changed
Mr. Recoup, that's my other nickname
Spade at the party, long wheel, bass range
Chances are I'll probably never see these hoes again
No Face B, that's my motherfuckin' hitter
Drake is your daddy and he couldn't find a sitter
[Verse 4]
Every single year, what I'm grossin', it get bigger
If I really pop it, I'll have some **** triggered (My bad)
I ain't no real rapper, I'm a fucking gravedigger (Pussy)
He don't like me 'cause my **** killed one of his **** (Bitch)
Pitch-black paint, but the seats, they vanilla (Go)
I converse with CEOs, you talk on the pillow (Go)
Watch me do the trainin' then smack your main hitter (21)
I got fifty-somethin' old schools like my name Spitta (21)
All these **** cap, they exaggerating hats (Pussy)
Go against the mob, you be layin' on your back
I don't speculate, if I speak, then it's the facts (Facts)
We the type of **** cut the tails off the rats (Bitch)
[Chorus]
Us, us, it was us
**** shot my brother, now I don't know who to trust
My opps be so broke that we been shootin' at the bus
Bro say, "Play it patient," nah, dog, I'm in a rush
I'm tryna buck
Written by: Aubrey Drake Graham, Daniel Dodd, Lyle Winklerprins, Noel Cadastre, Shemar Anthony Pierre, Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph

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