Out The Bowl – 21 Savage feat Key!
[Key!:]
Hello!
[DJ Hoodrich Keem:]
Just in case y’all n_ggas didn’t know
We the man round here n_gga!
One time, lil lavish n_gga
(Hoodrich B_tch!)
[Key!:]
When she give me head she gon’ use both hands
Hey! Hey!
And ya know, hey, hey
I’m the man, hey
Oh I’m in the club and I’m doing the stale face, ok
Hey, why ya mad?
I’m just here to get the check please
Hey, I need my check please!
Try to check me, you gon need a check please!
And the f_ckin Glock become designer
N_ggas rockin’ Glocks like that sh_t designer!
Ok, if I pull mine Ima f_ckin design ya!
Ok, leave you chopped up like some f_ckin’ lasagna
Ok, keep the piece, I’ve been tryna keep the peace
You can clear the f_ckin’ streets that’s why I’m tryna keep the peace
Ay, I got a money recipe [?]
Ay, they can’t work for you, hell, you can work for me
[Hook – 21 Savage & Key!:]
She love me cause I get it out the bowl
Ima real n_gga rockin’ real gold
But little do she know
I’m just tryna get her out them clothes
[x2]
[21 Savage:]
B_tch!
20 bands in my hands Ima make these b_tches do the Macarena
Ay, Ima real street n_gga, I be damned if I pay you for a feature!
(21! 21!)
Mamacita! I wanna meet ya!
Smokin’ reefer (gas! gas!), I keep my heater
I met her in the club, I knew she was a cheater (cheating b_tch)
I can f_ck you baby girl but I can’t keep you
Yeah, Ima liar, Ima dog, she a silly b_tch
She always call my phone with that silly sh_t!
You ain’t talkin money? hang the phone up (what?)
You ain’t talkin money n_gga? hold up (what?)
You ain’t talkin money n_gga? pour up (w-what?)
Got it out the bowl with the cola
[Hook x2]
