21 Savage - 21 Way (Freestyle) lyrics

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21 Savage - 21 Way (Freestyle) lyrics

Hotbox with a paper tag (paper tag) Your baby brother used to be my crash dummy (crash crash) Don't call my phone if it ain't bout cash money I don't wanna talk if it ain't bout cash money I got a lot of shooters round me and they hungry He sold a zip and now he acting like he tony I be chasing after money like i'm homeless I had to leave that b**h alone cause she was bogus Put a hundred on your head (bow!) Now a n***a dead You n***as know that young savage will paint this city red I don't want to do no song with these n***as cause they scary Draco on that seat I keep that draco on the seat Molly,percs and weed you know these b**hes like to eat Slaughtergang ,we slaughter hoes cause half these b**hes freaks all the sh** i've been through man it change a young g That's why I keep that hundred round drum on me That's why I keep a lot of f**ing guns around me If you ain't with the gang you better not come round me All that leashing ain't no bum around me You like that pillow talk but n***as shoot for fun round me Round my Way x8 They robbin' round my way Shootin around my way Ain't nothing sweet you better keep a gun around my way round my way x12 They robbin' round my way Shootin around my way Ain't nothing sweet you better keep a gun around my way round my way x3

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