21 Savage - asmr lyrics
21 Savage [Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph] Plaistow, London, U.K/Atlanta, GA, U.S. 🇬🇧 🇺🇸
[21 Savage - asmr lyrics]
Y'all know what's goin' on
21 Gang 'til I'm gone
4L Gang 'til I'm gone
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon'
Roll the window down, stick the Glock out
(Stick the Glock out)
This chopper got a AMP, I'ma rock out
(I'ma rock out)
When it's time for smoke, they gon' cop out
(They gon' cop out)
This AK47 made in Moscow (Made in Moscow)
All these dead bodies got
Me seein' strange things (Straight up)
Both sides of the gun
I done dealt and felt the pain (On God)
Drive-by? Nah, we the walk-up gang (21)
I come from the 6 where they chalk up lames
(On God) slide in and out (Out)
Spend the night? I doubt (Doubt)
Gold grill mouth (Mouth)
I come from the South (South)
We was stealin' cars
You was inside the house (Pussy)
I know he gon' be a rat one day
Right now we call him a mouse (21)
I got lots of stripes, all my niggas shyst
You can roll the dice
You might lose your life
Keep my Desert Eagle on me
He not nothin' nice
I just need one Glock, Nas need one mic
(Lil' bitch)
I done did a lot in
The streets and them facts (21)
PTSD like I came from Iraq (On God)
You made it from the gutter
Then I'm tippin' my hat (I am)
Don't go big on me
You might get hit with this MAC (Brrah)
I don't need no holster
You get burned like toaster (21)
I don't drink no liquor
But I'm smokin' on mimosa (yeah)
We been gettin' that Jewish money
Everything is Kosher (On God)
Bought myself a 'Ventador and bought
My bitch a Roadster (Straight up)
Drive my Lambo to the store
I'ma wave with my doors
I'm on Glenwood, not the Ave, nigga
The road (21)
Talkin' on the pillow, nigga
That shit for the hoes (Straight up)
I'd never 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, not an XD
(21) head so good, she not even white
I still call her Becky (yeah, yeah)
Richard Mille cost so much I could push
A button and see next week (Straight up)
30 on the glizzy, got my pants dizzy
(Pants dizzy) playin' 'round with Savage
You get shot in the kidney
(Shot in the kidney)
So many drums, he gon' think a band hit him
(Ha) chopper clapped his ass
He thought a hand hit him (Ha)
I do the BlocBoy JB on a brick (Skrrt, skrrt)
Make your crew do the Electric
Slide with this stick (Straight up)
She don't get no new Chanel
She gon' throw a fit (Straight up)
I wanna buy that girl the world
The way she suck this dick (yeah)
Fronted me some bags
I ran out the same night (Damn)
When I was in jail, on my momma
I ain't kite (Damn)
Niggas know I'm solid, I shoot and I fight
(Straight up)
You just wear Adidas, but in real life
I got stripes (21)
I got lots of stripes, all my niggas shiest'
You can roll the dice
You might lose your life
Keep my Desert Eagle on me
He not nothin' nice
I just need one Glock, Nas need one mic
My brother down the road
They tried to give him life
He swear he so creative
Turned a toothbrush to a knife
Savage got your wifey playin'
With herself on Skype
She thought the AC was on, it was just my ice
We pull up ready to shoot (Brrrah)
Y'all ready to fight (Stupid)
Pull up, ready to kill (yeah)
Y'all ready to die (Straight up)
Broke-ass nigga get killed ridin' a bike
(Pussy)
Savage left his gun at home, nigga, yeah
Right (Ha)
21 Gang 'til I'm gone
4L Gang 'til I'm gone
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon'
Roll the window down, stick the Glock out
(Stick the Glock out)
This chopper got a AMP, I'ma rock out
(I'ma rock out)
When it's time for smoke, they gon' cop out
(They gon' cop out)
This AK47 made in Moscow (Made in Moscow)
All these dead bodies got
Me seein' strange things (Straight up)
Both sides of the gun
I done dealt and felt the pain (On God)
Drive-by? Nah, we the walk-up gang (21)
I come from the 6 where they chalk up lames
(On God) slide in and out (Out)
Spend the night? I doubt (Doubt)
Gold grill mouth (Mouth)
I come from the South (South)
We was stealin' cars
You was inside the house (Pussy)
I know he gon' be a rat one day
Right now we call him a mouse (21)
I got lots of stripes, all my niggas shyst
You can roll the dice
You might lose your life
Keep my Desert Eagle on me
He not nothin' nice
I just need one Glock, Nas need one mic
(Lil' bitch)
I done did a lot in
The streets and them facts (21)
PTSD like I came from Iraq (On God)
You made it from the gutter
Then I'm tippin' my hat (I am)
Don't go big on me
You might get hit with this MAC (Brrah)
I don't need no holster
You get burned like toaster (21)
I don't drink no liquor
But I'm smokin' on mimosa (yeah)
We been gettin' that Jewish money
Everything is Kosher (On God)
Bought myself a 'Ventador and bought
My bitch a Roadster (Straight up)
Drive my Lambo to the store
I'ma wave with my doors
I'm on Glenwood, not the Ave, nigga
The road (21)
Talkin' on the pillow, nigga
That shit for the hoes (Straight up)
I'd never 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, not an XD
(21) head so good, she not even white
I still call her Becky (yeah, yeah)
Richard Mille cost so much I could push
A button and see next week (Straight up)
30 on the glizzy, got my pants dizzy
(Pants dizzy) playin' 'round with Savage
You get shot in the kidney
(Shot in the kidney)
So many drums, he gon' think a band hit him
(Ha) chopper clapped his ass
He thought a hand hit him (Ha)
I do the BlocBoy JB on a brick (Skrrt, skrrt)
Make your crew do the Electric
Slide with this stick (Straight up)
She don't get no new Chanel
She gon' throw a fit (Straight up)
I wanna buy that girl the world
The way she suck this dick (yeah)
Fronted me some bags
I ran out the same night (Damn)
When I was in jail, on my momma
I ain't kite (Damn)
Niggas know I'm solid, I shoot and I fight
(Straight up)
You just wear Adidas, but in real life
I got stripes (21)
I got lots of stripes, all my niggas shiest'
You can roll the dice
You might lose your life
Keep my Desert Eagle on me
He not nothin' nice
I just need one Glock, Nas need one mic
My brother down the road
They tried to give him life
He swear he so creative
Turned a toothbrush to a knife
Savage got your wifey playin'
With herself on Skype
She thought the AC was on, it was just my ice
We pull up ready to shoot (Brrrah)
Y'all ready to fight (Stupid)
Pull up, ready to kill (yeah)
Y'all ready to die (Straight up)
Broke-ass nigga get killed ridin' a bike
(Pussy)
Savage left his gun at home, nigga, yeah
Right (Ha)