21 Savage Lyrics , Help Me Lyrics
21 Savage Lyrics , Help Me Lyrics

21 Savage Lyrics , Help Me Lyrics

Help Me – 21 Savage

Help me, can you help me?
I got fifty bags of gas, can you help me?
I just cooked another brick, can you help me?
Help me, can you help me?
I pulled up in a Fisker then I pulled off in a Tesla
Thought this sh_t was sweet, I left his ass on a stretcher
I don’t catch feelings, I’m too busy catching death tolls

Pull up in the trenches, pull up in the trenches!
I said that sh_t on woe, dog
I got the juice like O-Dog
I got ‘caine like I’m Kane
Me and Lotto in that f_cking Fisker switching lanes
Pull up on a p_ssy n_gga and f_ck on his main
I just spent a fifty-thousand dollars on a chain
I just spent a twenty on a motherf_cking ring
Young Savage b_tch, I got this sh_t off c_caine
Skrt, skrt, skrt
Pull up on your b_tch and give her that skrr
Pull up on your b_tch and drop that work
Yeah, and I’m still getting paid
B_tches getting slaughtered, man these b_tches getting slayed
Keep that Glock 40, dare a n_gga to touch my chain
I shoot this motherf_cker like my name Max Payne

Help me, can you help me?
I got fifty bags of gas, can you help me?
I just cooked another brick, can you help me?
Help me, can you help me?
I pulled up in a Fisker then I pulled off in a Tesla
Thought this sh_t was sweet, I left his ass on a stretcher
I don’t catch feelings, I’m too busy catching death tolls

I’m a dog like Michael Vick
I used to sell them Michael Vicks
I can’t even lie, I ain’t never sold a brick
But I got some partners who done really sold them bricks
Young Savage b_tch and I done really hit them licks
I really put that pistol on these p_ssy n_gga’s sh_t
Run up on a n_gga, better take a n_gga sh_t
If your diamond’s hitting you could take a n_gga b_tch
I hit four hundred and went a bought a ‘vette
Your diamonds so cloudy, who the f_ck sold you that sh_t?
You know damn well don’t no Rolex f_cking tick
Get your motherf_cking money up n_gga, try again n_gga, 21
Oil based dope, I gotta try again
Dope got wet, it gotta dry again
P_ssy ass rappers telling lies again
P_ssy ass, b_tch ass f_ck boy

Help me, can you help me?
I got fifty bags of gas, can you help me?
I just cooked another brick, can you help me?
Help me, can you help me?
I pulled up in a Fisker then I pulled off in a Tesla
Thought this sh_t was sweet, I left his ass on a stretcher
I don’t catch feelings, I’m too busy catching death tolls