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[chorus]
young savage, why you trappin’ so hard?
why these n-gg-s cappin’ so hard?
why you got a 12 car garage?
why you pullin’ all these rappers’ cards?
’cause these n-gg-s p-ssy and i’m hard
i turn that f-ckin’ soft into some hard
i grew up in the streets without no heart
i’m prayin’ to my glock and my carbon

[verse 1]
i sit back and read like cat in the hat
21 savage, the cat with the mac
21 savage not boyz n the hood
but i pull up on you, shoot your -ss in the back
stuart little, heard these n-gg-s some rats
pockets full of cheese, b-tch i got racks
i’m a real street n-gg-, b-tch
i am not one of these n-gg-s bangin’ on wax
p-ssy n-gg-s love sneak dissin’
till i pull up on ’em, slap ’em out with the fire
wet your mama’s house, wet your grandma’s house
keep shootin’ until somebody die
so many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar
thought it was fourth of july
you was with your friends playin’ nintendo
i was playin’ ’round with that fire
seventh grade, i got caught with a pistol, sent me to panthersville
eighth grade, started playin’ football
then i was like f-ck the field
ninth grade, i was knocking n-gg-s out
n-gg- like holyfield
fast forward, n-gg-, 2016
and i’m screaming, “f-ck a deal.”
bad b-tch with me, she so thick
i don’t even need a pill
i listen to your raps, thought you was hard
you ain’t even street for real
n-gg-s love sneak dissin’ on twitter
they don’t want beef for real
and all these n-gg-s play like they tough
till a n-gg- get k!lled
till a n-gg- get spilled, till your blood get spilled
i’mma at your favorite rapper, shoot him like i’m john dill’
“i been with you since day one
savage i ain’t even hatin’.”
so, what’s up with all that instagram sh-t?
“savage i was just playin’.”
y’all p-ssy n-gg-s fakin’
b-tch i hang around them haitians
pull up on you, tie your kids up
pistol whip you while your b-tch naked
“come on, man, savage, you know i always play your mixtape.”
yeah, n-gg- f-ck all that, ask your b-tch how my d-ck tastes

[verse 2]
so much dope that it broke the scale
they say crack k!lls, n-gg- my crack sells
my brother in the kitchen and he wrappin’ a bale
louis v my bag and louis v on my belt
chain sw-ngin’, diamonds blangin’, hold up
pistol sw-ngin’, gang bangin’, hold up
n-gg-s actin’ like groupies, they don’t know us
little do they know their b-tches f-ckin’ on the tour bus

[outro]
so much dope that it broke the scale
they say crack k!lls, n-gg- my crack sells
my brother in the kitchen and he wrappin’ a bale
louis v my bag and louis v on my belt

- lapalux

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