21 Savage, Drake - Privileged Rappers lyrics

Woah, woah, yeah look at me dead in my eyes
I know that you know that a nigga ain't lyin'
Too much respect, all of my shawty BDs
They know not to try it too much respect
I used to hand out CDs
Before they would buy it
Woah, she love me so much
It seem like she biased
Niggas don't know how I live, but that's
'cause they live at the Hyatt, ayy
4L step team steppin' on shit 'til it's quiet
He brought me the money sealed up
I still had to count it
I cannot just eye it

Woah, woah, woah
Yeah, let's have sex in the bank
Tеll 'em to open the safе
I hate a privileged rapper who don't
Even know what it take
The diamonds, they hit like a rainbow
That's 'cause the necklace a Frank (Purr)
Woah, woah, woah
Yeah, let's have sex in The Nines
(Let's do it) breakin' and bendin' her spine
(Let's do it, let's do it)
I hate a privileged rapper that ain't
Had a hit since he signed (Let's do it)
Niggas be full of excuses
Act like they takin' they time
(For real, for real)

Woah, woah, woah look at me dead in my eyes
You see all the times that I had to go slide
(21)
Too many sticks, we go to war with whoever
Ain't never been biased (Pussy)
Too many sticks
How was they your opps and none of 'em died?
(Pussy)
Hol' up (21) , hol' up (21) , hol' up (21)
Why you pull up at one in the morning
And sit on the edge of the bed? (For what?)
Textin' emojis, tongue out, eggplant
Must've went over her head (21)
Catch him outside of the studio
(Pussy) , make him repeat
What he said (Pussy, pussy)
Yeah, yeah, let's have sex in the car
(On God) the Maybach came with a bar (21)
I'm wipin' my dick with her bra
(21, pew, pew, pew) sniped his ass
He got hit in the head from far (Pussy)
Opps gets undivided attention
I give them my all (On God)
How you come over to the spot when you
Know it's your time of the month? (How?)
Make a diss and see how fast you
Go from the booth to a blunt (Pussy)
She say she hungry
I gave her dick for brunch (On God)
Send me my whole fee
I don't do backends and fronts (21)

No, no, no let's have sex in the bank
Tell 'em to open the safe
I hate a privileged rapper who don't
Even know what it take
The diamonds, they hit like a rainbow
That's 'cause the necklace a Frank (Purr)
Woah, woah, woah
Yeah, let's have sex in The Nines
(Let's do it) breakin' and bendin' her spine
(Let's do it, let's do it)
I hate a privileged rapper that ain't
Had a hit since he signed (Let's do it)
Niggas be full of excuses
Act like they takin' they time
(For real, for real)