21 Savage / Glock in my lapYall niggas stop playin, niggaYall niggas know what the fuck goin onBig 4L, big steppersBig footprints, pussy (Southside on the track, yeah)Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussyPussy, pussy, okay, 21 (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)Okay, 21, okay, 21 (okay)Okay, 21 (Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)21, 21, 21Big 4L, Im a member (yeah)Leave an opp cold, like December (what?).45 on me, its a Kimber (and what?)AK knockin down trees, like timberGet your baby mama fore we bend her (21)Hit the windshield, not the fender (21)Givin out smoke my agenda (21)Throw the white flag, they surrender (pussy)All black tux, Im a businessman (pussy)Millionaire, still shakin killers hand (woah)Take the plug off and the middle man (woah)Spray the whole block, I dont give a damn (woah)Fuck a nigga bitch, Im a gentleman (21)21, your bitch know I been the man (21)Playin with the rock like Im Jigga manGotta look a nigga in the eyes when you kill a manGlock in my lap, everywhere Im strappedMost these rappers cap, I aint givin dapGlenwood to the flat, used to rob and trapMoney tall, Shaq, choppa bullets, splatChuck E. Cheese, rat, we get rodents whackedWay too many steppers, I cant hold em backBody full of scars, face full of tatsYou pray on your knees, I pray to my strapSay you want smoke, but the fire come with itMoney on your head, nigga, well come get itNew Kel-Tec put a hun-dun in itPartment so sweet, threw a honey bun in itKeep it in the street, I aint doin no squealinI dont never put women in my businessFull-time rapper, I aint doin no drillinWoah, woah, I can make a M in my sleep (straight up)17 breakin down a P (on God)18 start sellin hard with Lil BHundred dollar three-five, a whip from DRidin down Glenwood, tank on EAll about the money, I aint never smoke weedCool young nigga, still take yo cheese (pussy)Not mine, this bitch for us (21)The gang is what I trust (straight up)Dont argue, we dont fuss (straight up)No talkin, he get touched (straight up)I cant smoke my opps (on God)Cause all my opps is dust (pussy)He think he the battery, we call him Elon Musk (pussy)Open your mouth when I bust (21)Suck me up slow, dont rush (21)Havin threesomes is a must (Straight up)Hit it from the back and she cussed (on God)I put his bitch in the Benz (21)She used to ride on the bus (damn)I walk around with them thigh pads (21)But I aint got no yard rushedGlock in my lap, everywhere Im strappedMost these rappers cap, I aint givin dapGlenwood to the flat, used to rob and trapMoney tall, Shaq, choppa bullets, splatChuck E. Cheese, rat, we get rodents whackedWay too many steppers, I cant hold em backBody full of scars, face full of tatsYou pray on your knees, I pray to my strap
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