21 Savage, Childish Gambino, INK, Kadhja Bonet - 12.38 lyrics

21 Savage [Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph]

[21 Savage, Childish Gambino, INK, Kadhja Bonet - 12.38 lyrics]

Uh someone made a mess in my account
Someone bought a Patek in a panic
Bode, Bentley addict, I go manic
Hit the oochie-coochie 'til it's slanted
Ooh i'm gon' beat it up, ooh, lady
I'm gon' make your dreams come, baby
Ayy, you the one who talkin' all that trash
Forty-five, I'll twenty-eight that ass
You can set the snow on fire
You smell like a peach papaya
She said, "Eat this psilocybin
I'ma be right back" i'm like, "Aight"
"Ayy, I don't know what psilocybin is"
"This better not be no molly"
She just laughed and closed the door
Dark chocolate, sea salt i took a bite
She said, "We gon' have a special night"
I said, "Who you telling
Girl? I know that"
Tracee Ellis with it when you throw back
Girl, I see your ooh, you're so divine
And them panties came off
I'ma give you some privacy
Pictures with your stepsisters
N k jemisin with you, uh
Got the All About Love, on some bell hooks
Then I turned to a dirty look, uh
Ayy, why your cat lookin' at me sideways
"Sing to her" i said, "Nah
I'll put on the radio though"
Lay back on my back, vibrate
My ex on some BS she walked out the closet
Girl, never write a check I can't deposit
She said, "Boy, stop, let's go walkin'"
"You wanna be outside for this"
We just talkin'
Dogpark looking like a Trader Joe's
Papillon, mmh, thought you hated those
Other girls, uh, let they shady show
Every time we walk around
They say, "How she gonna hold him down" No
They don't know what they missing
Most these niggas wanna run
Around with these SZAs
I prefer to just stroll the
Park with this Chaka
Baby girl was just diggin' all in my pockets
I was going hard (By the magic hour)
We were holdin' hands
Tried to make me understand
Make girls fall in love, that's my yes
Everybody's jealous I won't ease
It with these colors
Ooh, I wanna see it in the moonlight
Yellow, red, orange robe
Askin' for donation
I'm not a tourist, nigga
This is not vacation vibrate
Goddamn, man
This girl goin' crazy on my Motorola
She said, "Let me answer it"
Then she'll know it's over
Girl, you cancerous, you gon' ruin my life
Let me get this paperweight
Then come be my wife
She just laughed and touched my face
You don't understand what this is
I ain't lookin' for another lifetime
Let's just stay here and
Enjoy the great design
Had the iceberg tucked in my waist
Fuck an omelet, you can eat off my face
I just thought that we were vibin'
You don't love her, then you lyin'
Come and go and you get tulips
Put a finger to my two lips
Ooh, you got it bad
Just remember what we had
You can set the snow on fire
The reason that you suffer is desire
The reason that I'm moving with this ooh-wee
I was lovin' life, I got too deep
Woke up in my room, she was long gone
Toni singing me another sad song eternity
Oh, until we meet again

This ain't special, tell me what you want
This ain't special, baby, this is fun
This ain't special, tell me what you want
This ain't special, baby, this is fun

Drop it off, let me see if your booty soft
Gold mouth, yes, I'm from the Dirty South
Lights out, summertime, I brought the ice out
Pipes out all my shooters came from Moscow
Got a girl in Harvard
I talk proper when I call her
Baby, I'm a baller
Ain't no way that I can raw ya
She don't want no new friends
She just tryna buy her a new Benz
I've been counting M's
Me and Ben Franklin damn near kin
Put my mind to it and I did it, them facts
Talkin' 'bout your brother to
Get some pussy, that's wack
The police keep harassin' 'cause I'm
Rich and I'm black
They mad 'cause I made myself
A boss without crack
I ain't trippin', boy
I'm Lamborghini whippin'
Straight up out the trenches
Money made me ign'ant
I'm on a private jet eatin' Popeyes chicken
I be flexin' like I'm
Eatin' Popeye's spinach

Morning dew percolating, still have a little
Time for Sunday, ooh
Baby, I might let you go
Babe, baby, no matter what
And like I switch the other side of me
Baby got a whole lotta ride on me
Babe, baby, let's take it back to crib
Back, back to the crib
Back, back to the, babe i might let you go
Baby, baby, no matter what
And I can, I can, I can, I can to the crib
Back to the crib, back to the
And no one seen them baby, I, baby, baby, I

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