[Intro]
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Southside, Southside on the, Southside on the, hey
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Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
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[Chorus]
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Young Savage, why you trappin so hard?
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Why these niggas cappin so hard?
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Why you got a twelve-car garage?
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Why you pullin all these rappers cards?
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‘Cause these niggas pussy and Im hard
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I turn that fuckin soft into some hard
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I grew up in the streets without no heart
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Im prayin to my Glock and my carbon
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[Verse 1]
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I sit back and read like Cat in the Hat
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21 Savage the cat with the MAC
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21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood
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But I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back
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Stuart Little, heard these niggas some rats
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Pockets full of cheese, bitch, I got racks
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Im a real street nigga, bitch
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I am not one of these niggas bangin on wax
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Pussy niggas love sneak dissin
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‘Til I pull up on em, slap em out with the fire
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Wet your mamas house, wet your grandmas house
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Keep shootin until somebody die
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So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar
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Thought it was Fourth of July
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You was with your friends playin Nintendo
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I was playin round with that fire
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Seventh grade, I got caught with a pistol
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Sent me to Panthersville
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Eighth grade, started playin football
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Then I was like fuck the field
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Ninth grade, I was knocking niggas out
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Nigga like Holyfield
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Fast forward, nigga, 2016
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And Im screamin fuck a deal
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Bad bitch with me, she so thick
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I dont even need a pill
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I listened to your raps, thought you was hard
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You aint even street for real
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Niggas love sneak dissin on Twitter
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They dont want beef for real
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And all these niggas play like they tough
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‘Til a nigga get killed
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‘Til a nigga get spilled, til your blood get spilled
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Ima at your favorite rapper, shoot him like Im John Dill
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“I been with you since day one
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Savage, I aint even hatin'”
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So whats up with all that Instagram shit?
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“Savage, I was just playin'”
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Yall pussy niggas fakin
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Bitch, I hang around them Haitians
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Pull up on you, tie your kids up
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Pistol whip you while your bitch naked
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“Come on, man, Savage, you know I always play your mixtape”
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Yeah, nigga, fuck all that, ask your bitch how my dick tastes
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[Chorus]
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Young Savage, why you trappin so hard?
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Why these niggas cappin so hard?
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Why you got a twelve-car garage?
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Why you pullin all these rappers cards?
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‘Cause these niggas pussy and Im hard
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I turn that fuckin soft into some hard
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I grew up in the streets without no heart
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Im prayin to my Glock and my carbon
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[Verse 2]
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So much dope that it broke the scale
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They say crack kills, nigga, my crack sells
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My brother in the kitchen and he wrappin a bale
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Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt
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Chain swangin, diamonds blangin, hold up
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Pistol swangin, gang bangin, hold up
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Niggas actin like groupies, they dont know us
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Little do they know, they bitches fuckin on the tour bus
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[Chorus]
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Young Savage, why you trappin so hard?
~#**************#~
Why these niggas cappin so hard?
~#**************#~
Why you got a twelve-car garage?
~#**************#~
Why you pullin all these rappers cards?
~#**************#~
‘Cause these niggas pussy and Im hard
~#**************#~
I turn that fuckin soft into some hard
~#**************#~
I grew up in the streets without no heart
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I grew up in the streets without no heart
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[Outro]
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So much dope that it broke the scale
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They say crack kills, nigga, my crack sells
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My brother in the kitchen and he wrappin a bale
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Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt
