7 Min Freestyle – 21 Savage
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 n_gga, yeah yeah
Young Savage trappin’, yeah yeah
And I’m f_ckin’ rappin’, yeah yeah
I make lots of money, yeah yeah
And I throw it, throw it, yeah yeah
Ayy lil b_tch you tryna blow it, yeah
Woah, chopper like a lawnmower, yeah
Woah, got that motherf_ckin’ dagger on me
Woah, stab a n_gga 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 motherf_cker, n_gga, woah
Get money like a motherf_cker, n_gga
Bags in, n_gga gas in
Cash out, n_gga cash in
I’m robbin’, ski maskin’
You n_ggas know that I’m ’bout action
Fishtail with the traction
F_ck a fistfight, n_gga I was blasting
Air that motherf_cker out, we was smashin’
Got them VVS’s on me, n_gga glass
F_ck school n_gga, always skipped class
F_ck the other side, throwin’ red rags
Slaughter Gang, PDE gon’ do you bad n_gga
Runnin’ through this cash, through this cash n_gga
And my b_tch bad, b_tch bad n_gga
Yeah, and I got a bag, got a bag n_gga
Why these n_ggas mad, why they sad n_gga
‘Cause I’m poppin’ ho, yeah I’m poppin’ ho
Got your main b_tch, p_ssy poppin’ ho
We don’t want that p_ssy, we just want that toppy ho
And I don’t want it if the sh_t ain’t sloppy ho
Yeah, gang gang, n_gga gang gang
Ayy, n_ggas snitching in the chain gang, ayy
They must not know they go in the chain gang, ayy
Stab ’em up, n_gga stab ’em up
I’m a Bentley truck, you in a Acura
You n_ggas actin’ like I ain’t got racks or somethin’
You n_ggas actin’ like I ain’t in the trap or somethin’
F_ck you n_ggas thought, Savage was just rappin’ huh
Hey, your main b_tch, 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
N_ggas tryna put the feds on me, woah
My young n_ggas droppin’ shells on ’em, woah
I know they scared now, scared now
N_ggas broke, they can’t even pay they bail now
Ayy, I get a brick and I bust it down, n_gga
Put it in the pyrex and drown it, n_gga
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 n_gga for two nines, 21
That’s a half a brick lil n_gga, 21
You a f_ckin’ shrimp lil n_gga, 21
I got somethin’ for that lip lil n_gga, 21
Have you with a limp lil n_gga, 21
Cut you up, no temp lil n_gga, yeah
I get money ’cause I’m rich n_gga, yeah
I might f_ck all on your b_tch n_gga, yeah
Got a drank in in the vip n_gga, yeah
She want a gangster, not a wimp n_gga, yeah
Burberry fur on me, sh_t, woah
Thirty, Steph Curry on me, sh_t, woah
Eating chicken curry in this b_tch, woah
Good food, n_gga 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, b_tch
And your n_gga broke, down bad, b_tch
All my n_ggas havin’ f_ckin’ bags, b_tch
Rich n_ggas, rich n_ggas, rich, 21
Hit n_gga, hit n_gga, hit, 21
That stick n_gga, stick n_gga, stick, 21
Bricks n_gga, licks n_gga, hits, 21
Slaughter Gang, PDE the sh_t, 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 p_ssy with a camera phone, 21
You just a b_tch with an Instagram, 21
No trigger finger, I got a trigger hand, 21
All of ’em like to shoot n_gga, 21
All of ’em like boot n_gga, 21
All of ’em in your boot n_gga, 21
Finger holes, n_gga finger holes, 21
You just a p_ssy with some finger rolls, 21
I can’t respect a n_gga with cornrows, 21
Broke n_gga with your brother’s clothes, 21
Broke n_gga f_ckin’ your brother’s hoes, 21
Get your own n_gga, get your own, 21
You ain’t grown, n_gga you ain’t grown, 21
Your money brown and my money long, 21
My blunt green and my gas strong, 21
Your b_tch bad and I got her number, 21
All her friends wanna throw a slumber, 21
I might f_ck all on that b_tch mama, 21
I might take that lil b_tch out to ‘Hana’s, 21
Put that lil b_tch in a Benz, yeah, 21
I wish that b_tch had a twin, yeah, 21
She want all my friends, yeah, 21
Man that b_tch got on some Timbs, yeah, 21
But I put that b_tch in Gucci Gucci, 21
Man I f_ck that b_tch like she Karruche, 21
I might lick that, do the oochie coochie, 21
Got a brown one like a n_gga Boosie, 21
N_gga catch me all up in Bruce’s, 21
And you know I pull up with that uzi, 21
I’ma shoot a n_gga, make the news and, 21
N_ggas umm, n_ggas n_ggas losin’, 21
Yeah yeah, n_gga yeah yeah, 21
Serve a n_gga with no scale scale, 21
Come and help me wrap this bale, bale, 21
F_ck 12, no seatbelt, 21
F_ck 12, I don’t need help, 21
12 gauge, n_gga that’s my help, 21
