Solid, ****
Real street, ****
A hunnid percent– hunnid-and-ten per cent
Ain't no cut on this shit, ****
This shit Blue Magic, ****
Like Frank Lucas, ****, on God
Four trap spots at the bottom of the Hill (Straight up)
Tryna diss Savage, that'll probably get you killed (On God)
I get my shooter smoked, I think he finna spill
The beans, I got X, dog, seventy-five cents a pill (21)
Tez took a fifteen, finna come back on appeal (Free Tez)
Pop took 19 'fore he was 19, made me shed a tear (Free Pop)
Blew up on my own, no cosigns, I was steel (On God)
I swear I went like six times platinum 'fore I signed my deal (Straight up)
We used to cut MAK-90s 'fore they made them Drac's (On my momma)
I'm so Slaughter Gang I'ma nut on her face (21)
Captain Save-a-Hoe, you might get shot in your cape (On God)
**** drop a mixtape, then they tattoo they face (Lil pussies)
**** drop a album, then pretend to be gangsta (Lil bitches)
Imaginary hood, you gon' make it up, ain't you?
He done made up dead homies, man, this **** a prankster (What the fuck?)
I got **** down to roll, for a flock, they'll shank you (On God)
Give me head in the brand new car (Yeah)
Hit her from the back, need GEICO (21)
She got fat, 'cause that **** made her stay in the house, so I got the bitch lipo' (Straight up)
Ridin' 'round town with a Glock, but if it's a hit, I'ma use my rifle (On God)
You can ask all the opps, **** know 4L Gang go psycho (I swear)
Cap-ass, rap-ass
Batterin' a back-ass
You know you ain't built like that
Playin' get your ass smashed
All-black ski mask, pull up on your street fast
Bodybag a **** ass, throw his body in the trash
I'm a young trap-ass, strapped-ass
No-time-for-the-yap-ass
Get-a-****-clapped-ass
Zone-6-ride-around-with-it-in-my-lap-ass
Leave-your-mans-brain-in-your-muthafuckin'-lap-ass ****
I'm a Zone 6-er
Mister Remixer
Mister Fuck-her-then-I-hit-her-pass-her-to-my-****
Only thing I smoke on is a big Swisher
And I don't sip liquor, I sip lean, yes, sir
Pull up on the curb, hop out, serve a **** a bird (Serve him a bird)
Who run the block, Slimeball, that's the word (SLIME)
Get a **** topped, all talk, nonstop on my block
I got shooters totin' their Glock
It's a .30 in his Glock (Yeah, that .30)
**** ain't rockin' how we rockin', we rock-solid
And I keep them blues in my pocket, ten thousand
Five on your head, ****, get your head chopped (Do that)
Ride through my hood and I got the top chopped (What?)
Off
When I ride off
Smoke gas, cough (Dude)
Bitch, gimme mouth (Uh huh)
Big dog boss (Big dog)
Y'all know what it cost (You know)
Just to be a boss (Be a boss)
Well, you gotta wipe some **** off
You gotta run off on the plug
You gotta shoot at some ****
Let 'em know you don't give no fuck
If you really about that life then, ****, show 'em you about your business
Don't be scheming on a hunnid, ****, run up you a million
Cap-ass, rap-ass
Batterin' a back-ass
You know you ain't built like that
Playin' get your ass smashed
All-black ski mask, pull up on your street fast
Bodybag a **** ass, throw his body in the trash
I'm a young trap-ass, strapped-ass
No-time-for-the-yap-ass
Get-a-****-clapped-ass
Zone-6-ride-around-with-it-in-my-lap-ass
Leave-your-mans-brain-in-your-muthafuckin'-lap-ass ****
I was little, now I'm bigger (Now I'm bigger)
I was broke, now I'm worth eight figures (Eight figures)
It's either you against us or you with us (Lil bitch)
Malcolm might get killed in the Middle (On God)
Mini-14, I was seventeen first time I shot it
****, I was on Glenfair (On my momma, dog)
Went Hollow, Collier Ridge, to VC
Rob and Landon all the way to Line Street, they don't play fair (21, 21)
If you make your bed, you gon' lay there
Made a hunnid on Austin off my cell, yeah
It was a trap spot and I used to stay there (On God)
On my dead brother, I kept a K there (Straight up)
Tryna spend the night, you must be fuckin' or somethin' (Lil bitch)
I want you to suck me like you suckin' your thumb (21)
Savage rich as fuck, but I save money like a bum (On God)
Made it to the top, but I give back to the slum (Straight up)
Cap-ass, rap-ass
Batterin' a back-ass
You know you ain't built like that
Playin' get your ass smashed
All-black ski mask, pull up on your street fast
Bodybag a **** ass, throw his body in the trash
I'm a young trap-ass, strapped-ass
No-time-for-that-yap-ass
Get-a-****-clapped-ass
Zone-6-ride-around-with-it-in-my-lap-ass
Leave-your-mans-brain-in-your-muthafuckin'-lap-ass ****

Writer(s): 21 Savage, Quantavious Thomas, Ahmar Bailey & Roshwita Larisha Bacha.