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Y'all know what's on
21 'til I'm gone
4L Gang 'til I'm
If Young Metro trust you, I'm gon'—

Roll the window down, stick the out (Stick the Glock out)
This chopper got a AMP, rock out (I'ma rock out)
When it's time for smoke, gon' cop out (They gon' cop out)
This AK47 in Moscow (Made in Moscow)
All these bodies got me seein' strange things (Straight up)
Both sides of the gun, I done dealt and the pain (On God)
Drive by? Nah, we the gang (21)
I come from the 6 where they chalk up (On God)
in and out (Out)
Spend the I doubt (Doubt)
grill mouth (Mouth)
I come the South (South)
We was cars
You was the house (Pussy)
I he gon' be a rat one day
Right now we him a mouse (21)

I got lots of stripes, all my niggas
You can roll the dice, you lose your life
Keep my Desert Eagle on me, he not nothin'
I just one Glock; Nas need one mic (Lil' bitch)

I done did a lot in the streets and facts (21)
PTSD like I from Iraq (On God)
You made it from the gutter, I'm tippin' my hat (I am)
Don't go big on me, you might get hit with MAC (Brrah)
I don't need no holster, you get burned like (21)
I don't drink no liquor, but I'm on mimosa (Yeah)
We gettin' that Jewish money
Everything is (On God)
Bought a 'Ventador and
Bought my bitch a (Straight up)
Drive my Lambo to the store, I'ma with my doors
I'm on Glenwood, not the Ave., nigga, the (21)
on the pillow, nigga
That for the hoes (Straight up)
I'd snitch on my enemies or my bros (Never)
I'm so 21, dawg, I'm so SG (Yeah)
I'm so 4L Gang, I keep a Glock (21)
Head so good, she not white
I call her Becky (Yeah, yeah)
Richard Mille cost so I could push
a button and see next (Straight up)
.30 on the glizzy, got my dizzy (Pants dizzy)
Playin' 'round Savage,
you get shot in the (Shot in the kidney)
So many drums, he gon' think a hit him (Ha)
Chopper his ass, he thought a hand hit him (Ha)
I do the JB on the brick (Skrrt, skrrt)
Make your crew do the Electric Slide with this (Straight up)
She get no new Chanel, she gon' throw a fit (Straight up)
I wanna buy that girl the world, the way she this dick (Yeah)
Fronted me some bags, I ran out the same (Damn)
I was in jail, on my momma, I ain't kite (Damn)
Niggas I'm solid, I shoot and I fight (Straight up)
You just Adidas, but in real life, I got stripes (21)

I got of stripes, all my niggas shyst
You can roll the dice, you lose your life
Keep my Desert Eagle on me, he not nothin'
I just need one Nas need one mic

My brother down the road, tried to give him life
He swear he so creative, a toothbrush to a knife
Savage got your wifey playin' herself on Skype
She the AC was on, it was just my ice
We pull up to shoot (Brrrah)
Y'all to fight (Stupid)
Pull up, ready to (Yeah)
ready to die (Straight up)
Broke-ass get killed ridin' a bike (Pussy)
Savage his gun at home, nigga, yeah, right (Ha)