[Intro]
Whoop, whoop
Whoop, whoop
Whoop, whoop
[Verse]
Yeah, a young motherfucker can't relax (No)
I gotta make them racks, bitch, I gotta take a bag home
Young mo-fo can't sleep, oh, I think it's jet-lag
He sent me a rap, and I'm not impressed, damn
Just flipped the switch on a bitch (What? What?)
She got too obsessed with this ice on my wrist (Swish, swish)
I go lit, lit (Yeah), young fuckin' misfit
Man, you could never live this
So lavish (So lavish), cross on my head, 21 Savage (Savage)
Yeah, yeah
I know someone who could repeat what you said
To her in the bed (Mm, mm), but don't worry, fuck the feds
Another motherfucker dead, and I don't care what you said
'Cause still, we wish you dead, motherfucker, you be red
Like your motherfuckin' head, when we're done, there's no more lead
'Cause I waste 'em on your legs, motherfucker needs a chair
And I got your wife bare, and I'm bright like lights there
(Woah) Woah, woah
She said she wan' share her ass, I said, "Baby, get a life"
She wan' get it like the past, I said, "Stop actin' at night"
She addicted to the fashion, I said, "Ian Dior isn't Christ"
Then we turn off all the lights
And my AK flashing lights, I got ladies of the night
And they make babies in the night (Woah, woah)
Do a pull-up on the po-po, yeah, we drivin' 'round in Soho
Woah, ho, you need to calm down
Before we pull out a .9 and grab the fuckin' shotgun
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My entire life be Solo, I don't need your help, mane
It's under control, ayy
Yeah, woah (Woah)
Yeah, when I roll up with the MAC (Skrrt)
You know I print rounds like a fax
I got this year in the bag (Yeah)
Got my nan cookin' some fags
Your bitch Scoobie, 'cause I shag
Got these bitches coming to me like it's Amazon Prime
Don't come with a diss 'cause you know I'm at my prime
Pull up wit' a '47, I come with a .9
Not like anyone can stop me, I'm a god, I shine (Yeah)
This be six seconds 'fore you die, record this shit, upload to Vine
Smile on my face when I shef you up, 'cause you finally dyin'
Time to ship out your belongings on Amazon Prime (Yeah)
Whoop, whoop
Whoop, whoop
Whoop, whoop
[Verse]
Yeah, a young motherfucker can't relax (No)
I gotta make them racks, bitch, I gotta take a bag home
Young mo-fo can't sleep, oh, I think it's jet-lag
He sent me a rap, and I'm not impressed, damn
Just flipped the switch on a bitch (What? What?)
She got too obsessed with this ice on my wrist (Swish, swish)
I go lit, lit (Yeah), young fuckin' misfit
Man, you could never live this
So lavish (So lavish), cross on my head, 21 Savage (Savage)
Yeah, yeah
I know someone who could repeat what you said
To her in the bed (Mm, mm), but don't worry, fuck the feds
Another motherfucker dead, and I don't care what you said
'Cause still, we wish you dead, motherfucker, you be red
Like your motherfuckin' head, when we're done, there's no more lead
'Cause I waste 'em on your legs, motherfucker needs a chair
And I got your wife bare, and I'm bright like lights there
(Woah) Woah, woah
She said she wan' share her ass, I said, "Baby, get a life"
She wan' get it like the past, I said, "Stop actin' at night"
She addicted to the fashion, I said, "Ian Dior isn't Christ"
Then we turn off all the lights
And my AK flashing lights, I got ladies of the night
And they make babies in the night (Woah, woah)
Do a pull-up on the po-po, yeah, we drivin' 'round in Soho
Woah, ho, you need to calm down
Before we pull out a .9 and grab the fuckin' shotgun
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My entire life be Solo, I don't need your help, mane
It's under control, ayy
Yeah, woah (Woah)
Yeah, when I roll up with the MAC (Skrrt)
You know I print rounds like a fax
I got this year in the bag (Yeah)
Got my nan cookin' some fags
Your bitch Scoobie, 'cause I shag
Got these bitches coming to me like it's Amazon Prime
Don't come with a diss 'cause you know I'm at my prime
Pull up wit' a '47, I come with a .9
Not like anyone can stop me, I'm a god, I shine (Yeah)
This be six seconds 'fore you die, record this shit, upload to Vine
Smile on my face when I shef you up, 'cause you finally dyin'
Time to ship out your belongings on Amazon Prime (Yeah)
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